Passing Through the Checkpoint by Deception

"Have you got any hundred-year grudge for sale?"

The stallholder looked up as he heard the question, noticing that the other person emitted a chilling aura belonging to the Silver Moon Sect. He thought for a moment before answering.

"Not long ago, I killed a demonic cultivator who happened to have a bottle of hundred-year joy and grudge in his storage bag. Would you be interested in it, fellow Daoist?"

"Joy and grudge" referred to the grudges that arose from intense emotions such as great happiness or deep sorrow, such as being brutally killed on one's wedding day.

"I'll take it. How many spirit stones?" Zhang Chen nodded.

"Thirty spirit stones."

Not many people in the orthodox territories bought grudges. In addition, they mistakenly thought that Zhang Chen was a disciple of the Silver Moon Sect, so they did not ask for too high a price.

"Alright." Zhang Chen readily took out the spirit stones from his storage bag without hesitation.