That idiot from the Sword Sect turned out to be a lucky charm.

Chapter 104 Entering a Black Market

Ding Mo summoned the White Tiger Beast and rode on its back first. Then, he controlled the White Tiger Beast and gestured for Lin Zhifeng to sit behind him.

The white tiger beast was familiar with Lin Zhifeng, having been fed so many spirit pet pills by him since it was a cub. Therefore, it didn't refuse the offer to carry Lin Zhifeng along this time.

Lin Zhifeng actually felt that riding a tandem motorcycle was a bit awkward, but since Ding Mo didn't say anything, he didn't dare to be coy and quickly jumped onto the "tiger".

With a clear roar, the white tiger beast soared into the sky and took off first. The other disciples' mounts followed closely behind, flying towards the first stop of this operation: the desolate town.

Everyone kept their mouths shut and hurried along the way, only hearing the sound of the wind in their ears, which was quite harmonious.

After flying for several days, the silhouette of a small town finally came into view in the distance.

The group landed, put away their mounts, tidied themselves up, and headed towards the town in a group.

The town wasn't particularly bustling, but compared to the desolate wilderness, it was quite remarkable.

Because of the sandstorms, the town's buildings are all gray and dusty.

Their group was quite conspicuous; they attracted the attention of many people in the city as soon as they entered.

Just as Lin Zhifeng and the others were about to ask around to see if there were any inns or other places to rest and eat in the town, a weasel-faced young man with a fake smile on his face ran towards them.

The man ran up to the group, cupped his hands in greeting, and asked enthusiastically, "Are you all looking for a place to stay? I'm a resident here, you can call me Erzi. I live in this wasteland market, and I usually help guests with directions and errands to earn some pocket money."

Lin Zhifeng then arrogantly asked, "Is there a place here to rest? The most expensive and best kind."

In just one sentence, they perfectly captured the image of these rich, foolish, and foolish second-generation rich kids.

Erzi hurriedly smiled and said, "It's so that our guests know that we live in a remote and impoverished area with only one inn. The conditions certainly can't compare with other places, so it seems we'll have to make do with what we have."

Lin Zhifeng curled his lip in disdain: "I knew it would be like this! Fine, you'll lead the way, so you'll naturally get a reward."

Erzi said, "Please follow me, everyone."

After saying that, he took the lead and stepped forward to show the way.

The group followed behind him, looking around the town as they walked.

Although the street was dilapidated, there were still some shops on both sides. From the signs, one could vaguely make out that there were pharmacies, blacksmith shops, and even butcher shops.

The butcher shop owner, who was probably also a part-time butcher, was dressed in a short-sleeved shirt, his clothes worn and greasy. Seeing Erzi leading the group towards the inn, he couldn't help but shout, "Erzi, can't you find a decent job? Aren't you afraid of retribution for doing this wicked thing every day?" He then spat a thick wad of phlegm onto the dirt road beside him.

Seeing his demeanor, Lin Zhifeng and the others had some ideas in mind—they figured they had probably found the right direction.

But despite their thoughts, what people showed was disgust and disdain for the butcher's vulgar behavior.

Erzi was initially worried that the butcher would refuse to go with him after hearing what he said, but he was relieved to see everyone's reaction.

He said with a forced smile, "Please excuse my behavior, guests. We are people from this remote and uncivilized place, and we are quite uncouth. They are all jealous of how easily I make money by attracting customers, so please don't pay any attention to them."

Lin Zhifeng and the others looked impatient and disgusted, frowning and not saying a word.

The two sons felt more at ease and began to talk about the town's situation, leading everyone toward the town's only inn.

This guesthouse in the small town occupies a considerable area and has three floors. Due to the erosion of wind and sand, the guesthouse looks old, but its exterior is still relatively well-preserved. In such a desolate place, it is quite remarkable to have maintained this level of preservation.

The inn was deserted; there were no other guests, and not even a waiter who was usually sent to greet guests was in sight.

Erzi turned and explained, "There aren't many guests at the inn on weekdays, and these lazybones have been slacking off behind the boss's back again. Don't worry, everyone, I will definitely tell the boss to teach them a lesson and make them serve us well."

After saying that, Erzi called out loudly inside, "Boss Zhang, a distinguished guest has arrived."

A voice immediately responded from inside: "Coming, coming!"

A moment later, a middle-aged man dressed in a black robe came out from inside, kicking the lazy, dozing-off waiter awake as he walked.

The owner personally greeted them at the door, repeatedly apologizing, and ushered Lin Zhifeng and his group into the inn.

The first floor of the inn is a dining hall, which probably also serves as a food business.

After hearing Lin Zhifeng and the others' request, the boss led them to the best room.

The owner's original intention was to arrange for each of them to have a separate room, but Lin Zhifeng and the others refused on the grounds that some rooms were too simple.

Finally, Lin Zhifeng and his companion settled into a room together.

The boss was clearly reluctant, but he couldn't resist the forceful attitude of Lin Zhifeng and the others, so he had no choice but to give up.

After arranging rooms for everyone, the owner began to persuade them to also have their meals at the restaurant.

Mr. Zhang said, "I'm not bragging, but the best chef in this town is the chef at our inn. I can't guarantee anything else, but I can vouch for cleanliness and hygiene."

Lin Jun and the others put on quite a show, saying disdainfully, "Fine, it's a remote and impoverished place, as long as it's kept clean, that's enough."

The shopkeeper asked, "Would you like to dine in your room, or would you like to make your own way down to the lobby?"

Lin Zhifeng said, "Let's stay in the room. Pick out the local specialties, choose the expensive and good ones, clean them thoroughly, and bring them to our room." He then added in a condescending tone, "Don't worry, you'll get a generous tip."

Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "Don't worry, sir, I'll instruct my men to prepare right away. Just a word."

Mr. Zhang apologized and went to arrange the meal.

Lin Zhifeng happened to be in the same room as Ding Mo, and he quickly whispered a few words to Ding Mo: "Uncle-Master, this shop is probably a shady place. The disappearance of those sect disciples is definitely related to it."

Ding Mo nodded and said, "Yes, you're right. But I also have a question: they were making it so obvious, didn't the people before notice? It's impossible that so many missing people went unnoticed, right?"

Lin Zhifeng said, "Of course it wouldn't be something as simple as poisoning the food. I think their inn is just one link in the chain, like the Erzi who leads the way. Their role is to attract people, but the real culprit must be someone else."

Ding Mo nodded in agreement.

Lin Zhifeng took out an invisibility talisman he had redeemed from the system and handed one to Ding Mo, saying, "Uncle-Master, would you be interested in coming with me to see what that Boss Zhang is doing right now? If I'm not mistaken, he should be contacting the real perpetrators now."

Ding Mo didn't share Lin Zhifeng's curiosity, but since he was on a mission, it was more important to find out the truth, finish the task, and return to the sect as soon as possible. So he took the talisman and said, "Okay."

The two people infused their spiritual power into the invisibility talisman and affixed it to their bodies. Before long, their figures vanished from the spot.

Ding Mo had witnessed the effects of Lin Zhifeng using this invisibility talisman in the Illusionary Realm. If one could remain completely silent, only a high-level spirit beast could detect the slightest trace of an invisible person.

The two people came out of the guest room and walked up the stairs to the inn's kitchen.

The shop owner was directing his staff to prepare food for Lin Zhifeng and his group. However, he was only making normal arrangements and didn't seem to be adding anything extra.

The meals he arranged to be prepared were not simple at all; in fact, most of them were medicinal dishes with added spiritual herbs and flowers.

Is this boss's behavior simply an attempt to get a better price and earn more spirit stones from them?

With this question in mind, Lin Zhifeng made a special trip around to the stove to see exactly which medicinal herbs had been added.

Upon closer inspection, Lin Zhifeng made a new discovery: the effects of these elixirs were similar to those of immunosuppressants in his original world. In short, they reduced or eliminated the body's rejection response.

Of course, he was able to see this because he had accumulated knowledge of spiritual herbs little by little since he started refining pills himself many years ago.

Why would we want to reduce the body's rejection response in these people? There are no bone marrow transplants or organ transplants in this world.

Could it be that……