After wandering through the city for a while, Gray's mood had noticeably soured.
Aside from entire streets packed with brothels, inns, and taverns stacked one after another, there was nothing that even remotely hinted at the existence of a black market.
Yeah, he wanted to find a black market now.
He needed something to prepare against the other Gray, and the first thing he was thinking about was spiritual powder that could increase his mental strength.
Unfortunately, items like that didn't exist on normal shelves.
They were illegal.
Mental strength was something only cultivators above the King realm were officially allowed to train.
Anything that accelerated it was labeled heaven-defying, destabilizing, and therefore tightly controlled.
Not because it was dangerous, but because the major noble families monopolized it, and letting people like him get their hands on such things would disrupt too many 'balances'.
