After finishing my experiments, I moved on to sorting out and categorizing, the rarity and value, of the different herbs and beast organs, according to my best knowledge and the Guiders help.

Soon I had a complete inventory of the weapons, battle items, special items, medicines, raw beast parts, and valuable flora that I would run my business on.

All the preparation actually took me a little more than 3 months.

During that time I had made significant progress on my Inner Breath training, as I was now able to sense many of the pathways of Inner Energy within my body, as well as increase the amount of Inner Energy within me.

I still couldn’t consciously manipulate or gather the Inner Energy within me, but I had achieved a good amount of proficiency in the movement exercises Yupow had taught me, that allowed me to follow the natural rhythm of Inner Energy within my body.

I saw how it augmented and harmonized with every aspect of my body's mechanics when I moved.

I started to visualize the power boosts I could get, in even the most common combat strikes if I managed to harness this power.

Yupow also seemed to be pleased with my progress, as he started to teach me every day more complicated and mysterious Martial Inner Moves.

I sensed it wouldn’t take long before I could officially call myself an Inner Martial Artist.

On the eve of my fourth month in Martial Citadel, after my daily Inner Breath training I headed out to the Market Square with a self made wooden wagon I had made out of scrap wood, full to the brim of stuff wrapped in cloths or pelts, sealed in jars, or enclosed in a wooden box.

On this particular day, it was the day where anyone was allowed to set up shop, and sell their goods in the middle of the Citadels Main Square.

Despite the City’s anemic business culture, the City's Market actually got quite busy, and the bustle and hustle of business transactions and socializing could be heard throughout the streets.

This was apparently a recent tradition the leaders of the City had set up, in order to jump start the economy of the City to a healthier state.

From the looks of it, it actually turned out to be a good idea despite the City’s lack of professional Tradesmen, Craftsmen, Merchants and profitable Experts.

One thing the City did have was a surplus of Warrior Martial Experts, Ranker Prospects, combat ready Men and low tiered Rankers.

Despite the lack of profession diversity , and lack of industrious common citizens, these people could still accumulate and obtain a good amount of material wealth through trials, missions, duels, bets and travel.

Especially those low tiered Rankers, who had knowledge of the outside world, or were wealthy enough that they could have items they might want to sell, that would attract the attention of all the Experts of the City.

That was exactly what I saw, once I entered the Market Square.

The hottest items being sold were special combat weapons of different sorts, martial arts manuals and manuscripts, medicine, nutritional foods, raw ingredients, and of course the highly coveted PES’s that were of legal status.

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Nobody was specialized in anything, and since the market was still technically a common citizens market, despite all the Ranker wannabes and aspirers, there was still a considerable amount of low quality goods and garbage being sold.

I didn’t care, since my intent in coming to the market was not to buy, but to sell.

Once I showed my face in the bustling environment, a lot of people did notice and recognize me, showing their obvious displeasure of my appearance with scowls or evil stares.

I paid it no mind, and after quickly finding a suitable spot for my stand, I proceeded to quickly organize and set up my establishment.

I had brought a large wooden table and chair, which would function as the transaction desk I would finalize all my sales through.

I also put all my stuff on top of a beast rug I had made out of different beast pelts.

After a long night of contemplation, I decided to scope out the quality of the clientele, and only showcase some of the more common items I had found or crafted.

Other than the magical and special weapons I had made, I had also made a lot of common wooden spears with another more common wood I had found, “Mountain Oak” complete with the speartip of either beast bone, stone, or metal.

I set each one at a price of 10 silver coins for the bone tipped spears, 15 silver coins for the stone tipped spears and 20 silver coins for the metal tipped spears, in accordance with hardness and durability.

Despite the difference in hardness, I had made sure all the spears were of quality, and would at least last one battle, since I had sealed its structure with the resin of the Bleeding Willow Tree.

Despite the widespread availability of melee weapons; spears, polearms, blades and battle axes were mostly made of steel and for a commoner, aspiring expert or beginner warrior, buying such weapons was definitely a committed investment that usually would end up costing them tens of gold coins.

Even low level firearms were at least worth 1 gold coin.

Even though my weapons weren’t the most powerful, they were still made with quality craftsmanship, were inexpensive, and could provide necessary mid range battle damage.

I had found my spear to be the most useful weapon in my arsenal at the moment, so I figured any smart struggling expert could see their value.

I set these spears in front and center of my stand, along with some bags of useful herbs, and the meat and popular organs of common beasts.

I also set out some medicinal pastes of decent quality, for small injuries, that I had learned to make from the Toltemic, along with beast pelts, and hand made baskets and clay pots.

My shop looked like an old man's shop but I didn't care.

I wanted to see what I could get away with, and how profitable the skills I had learned were.

Behind me I had crates and sacks full of the true quality stuff I had come to sell but I didn't want to cause a commotion among all the people.

I knew being prudent, and not greedy and foolish by showing off my valuables was the way to go.