According to the passage of time, the child selling cultivation techniques should appear in the past few days.
However, Xu Chuan had no clue as to where.
This Anding City was no small city, but a giant one.
There were a million residents in the city alone.
To find a child among so many people felt like searching for a needle in a haystack.
After pondering for a while, Xu Chuan decided to go to places with many people in the city.
Perhaps he would run into the child by chance.
And the places in the city with many people were none other than the martial arts market.
As the place where everyone in the city traded and did business daily, the foot traffic here was immense.
Since the child was selling something, he would surely go to this market.
There were four markets in Anding City: East, West, South, and North.
The one outside Xu Chuan's residence belonged to the West Market.
Having made up his mind, Xu Chuan immediately left his residence, preparing to visit these four markets.
Upon entering the West Market, it felt like entering a different world.
Inside, it was bustling with noise, with shouts and cries erupting one after another. Some were hawking, others were haggling.
To be honest, this was Xu Chuan's first time in such a market, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of novelty.
When he was an outer disciple, his pockets were as empty as his face, and apart from cultivation, he had no extra Yuan stones to spend.
Even if he had extra Yuan stones, they would be snatched away by those with higher cultivation.
In eight years, he had only saved fifty low-grade Yuan stones.
In this market, he probably couldn't afford even the cheapest item.
Xu Chuan walked past the stalls, looking left and right.
He just didn't buy anything.
The stall owners' faces turned as dark as charcoal.
If it weren't for Xu Chuan's luxurious attire, the stall owners would have already tried to shoo him away.
Seeing the stall owners' displeasure, Xu Chuan simply stopped looking.
The items on these stalls were all trash, of no use to Xu Chuan.
He was only looking out of curiosity, examining them repeatedly.
And he was a bit puzzled.
Why was it that other transmigrators always found treasures in the market, while for him, it was all trash?
Xu Chuan felt he couldn't stand it.
After wandering around the market for a long time and not encountering the child selling cultivation techniques, Xu Chuan lost interest.
Shaking his head, he prepared to head to the South Market.
It was no wonder; if he could find this opportunity so easily, it would be a ghost.
As soon as he stepped out of the West Market, Xu Chuan ran into a child he had seen before at the encampment.
The child clearly recognized Xu Chuan as well and exclaimed with surprise, "True Disciple Xu, True Disciple Xu!"
Xu Chuan inwardly thought, "Oh no!"
As expected, upon hearing the child's voice, the people around them immediately put down what they were doing and looked around curiously.
Xu Chuan's heart tightened at the sight and he quickly made a shushing gesture to the child.
With so many people around with prying eyes, he did not want to reveal his identity, which would only lead to more trouble.
The child understood instantly, quickly covered his mouth, and nodded in understanding.
After observing his surroundings and finding that no one was paying attention to him, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he quickly left the spot and gestured for the child to follow him closely.
In a less crowded area, Xu Chuan asked the child, "What's your name?"
"True Disciple Xu, True Disciple Xu! My name is Li Hu, my father is Li Gang, you met him before!"
This child, will he cause trouble for his father when he grows up?
Seeing the child's sturdy and honest appearance, Xu Chuan couldn't help but sweat for Steward Li.
"Don't call me True Disciple Xu, call me Senior Brother Xu!"
Xu Chuan said gently.
"Senior Brother Xu, Senior Brother Xu, what are you doing here?"
Li Hu hopped and skipped in front, asking innocently.
"I want to visit a few markets. Are you familiar with them?"
Xu Chuan did not hide anything from a child and asked.
"I'm very familiar with them! I often play in these four markets. I'll take you, Senior Brother Xu!"
Li Hu said gleefully upon hearing this.
"Alright!"
Xu Chuan nodded. He was unfamiliar with this place and happened to need someone familiar with Anding City to lead the way.
Thus, led by the little rascal Li Hu, he headed towards the South Market.
As they entered the market, suddenly, a dispute arose ahead.
"Give me back my manual, you haven't paid yet!"
"What manual? Isn't it just a broken book? I want it, here, here, here. Here's a Yuan stone, scram!"
The child's tender voice was mixed with an arrogant male voice coming from ahead.
Hearing the word "manual," Xu Chuan's eyes lit up, and he became interested.
Pulling Li Hu along, he squeezed through the crowd of onlookers and arrived in front of a stall.
At that moment, a child in ragged clothes was at the stall, desperately clinging to a young man's thigh, preventing him from leaving.
"Don't be ungrateful, let go quickly, or I'll make you regret it!"
Surrounded by so many people, the young man lost face and became somewhat angry, preparing to make a move.
He clenched his fist, raised it high, and was about to strike the child.
The young man had the cultivation of the ninth level of Body Tempering, while the child was just an ordinary person.
With this punch, the child would surely die.
The surrounding onlookers showed expressions of pity, but none of them were willing to help.
Xu Chuan watched the scene coldly.
Just as the fist was about to land on the child, he acted.
With a gentle wave of his palm, the man was sent flying several meters away.
He fell to the ground in a pathetic heap, spitting blood.
"What did you take from him? Hand it over quickly!"
Xu Chuan said coldly.
This might be related to his martial cultivation, and he absolutely could not let any book from this stall fall into the wrong hands.
The young man, seeing this, not only did not hand over the manual but instead glared at Xu Chuan and said, "Kid, you're finished. You dare to hit me? You won't be able to leave this Anding City today!"
Xu Chuan chuckled upon hearing this.
Which young master was this, so lacking in foresight?
Immediately, he unleashed his peak ninth-level Qi Gathering cultivation, pressing down on everyone present until they could barely lift their heads.
And Li Hu, who was behind Xu Chuan, also jumped out at this time.
Hands on his hips, he arrogantly declared, "Are you blind? This is Senior Brother Xu, a true disciple of my Taiyi Holy Land!"
He looked exactly like a villain who had suddenly gained power.
Seeing this, Xu Chuan was both amused and exasperated; this child was truly amusing.
The young man on the opposite side heard this and immediately turned pale, realizing he had kicked a steel plate today.
He immediately knelt down and repeatedly kowtowed to Xu Chuan.
"This humble one did not know a true disciple was present and offended the true disciple. I beg your pardon, sir!"
Xu Chuan cast a disgusted glance at the young man and said, "Hand over what you took from here, leave all your Yuan stones, and then get lost!"
"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!"
The young man, as if granted amnesty, quickly handed over the stolen manual and all the Yuan stones he had on him, then fled the crowd in a panic.
Xu Chuan then withdrew his imposing aura and waved his hand to disperse the crowd.
Picking up the Yuan stones and the manual from the ground, Xu Chuan glanced at them. It was just an ordinary Yellow-grade low-rank martial skill, "Black Tiger Strength," and he couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed.
With the manual, Xu Chuan walked to the child's small stall.
Only then did he have the chance to observe the child closely.