Chapter 763: Gathering (Seeking Monthly Tickets at Month's End)
Chapter 763: Gathering (Seeking Monthly Tickets at Month's End)
Amidst the ruins.
With a flash of light, Fang Xi's figure emerged.
The grand black market auction had already concluded.
This time, however, although he had bid on several high-grade spiritual plants and materials, the final outcome was greatly disappointing.
This was because the main attractions of the grand auction were a "Nine-Six Nirvana Spirit Pill" highly beneficial for breaking through the Void Amalgamation bottleneck, and a fragment of an Immortal Abode Rare Treasure!
Fang Xi had to admit that these two items would be sufficient to serve as the finale at any super auction outside.
Unfortunately, for him, they truly held no appeal.
"Black Heaven Pavilion even brought out a batch of slots to the 'Seven Treasures Secret Realm' for auction at the end. . . Most of those who bid were seventh-stage existences, so it seems the resources produced within this secret realm are also very beneficial to Void Amalgamation cultivators. . ."
Immediately after, he shed his disguise, or rather, put on another layer of disguise, and openly re-entered the cultivation city as the Wang Family Ancestor, returning to his cave abode.
...
Black Heaven Pavilion.
The Eight-Armed Race shopkeeper and Shadow both stood to the side, bowing together with the other shopkeepers towards the Peony Fairy in the arena.
"This grand auction has concluded smoothly, especially with so many human cultivators arriving recently. . . you all have rendered meritorious service."
The Peony Fairy said with a smile.
"Serving our master, we dare not claim merit."
The Eight-Armed Race shopkeeper and Shadow hastily replied.
"Alright, merit is merit, and fault is fault. . . This Pavilion has always been clear in its rewards and punishments."
The Peony Fairy said, "Your rewards will soon be distributed. . . As for the Seven Treasures Secret Realm matter, you must be even more diligent, for that esteemed lord is extremely concerned about it."
"Yes!"
The various shopkeepers immediately nodded.
"Alright, tell me about your respective progress. How many cultivators, upper-grade sixth stage and above, possessing powerful Divine Consciousness, have you confirmed are willing to participate?"
The Peony Fairy reclined languidly, "This humble one will meet them one by one later and implant the 'Heaven-Scented Divine Restraint'. . ."
"There is one from the Iron Mountain branch, who has already arrived at headquarters."
"There is one from the Fragrant River branch, but that party requires a bottle of 'Heavenly Calamity Pill' as a deposit. . ."
A chief shopkeeper stepped forward, a troubled expression on his face.
"Give it to him. . . if he dares to come."
The Peony Fairy giggled, then looked at the Eight-Armed Race chief shopkeeper, "Eight-fingers. . . what about your side?"
The Eight-Armed Race chief shopkeeper immediately felt sweat break out on his forehead, then tremblingly replied, "There is one. . . but this humble one has not received a definite answer."
"No reply even after the grand auction means either he's confirmed not going, or he's already won a slot in the auction. . ."
The Peony Fairy mused, "Why haven't you quickly gone to confirm? Do I have to turn you into flower fertilizer?"
"We will go immediately. . ."
The Eight-Armed Race chief shopkeeper's forehead was dripping with sweat as he immediately withdrew with Shadow. . .
...
At this moment, outside the black market.
Fang Xi stood shoulder to shoulder with Bai Yusheng.
"Fellow Daoist seems to be waiting for something. . ."
Bai Yusheng asked somewhat curiously.
"No. . . I merely didn't wish to invite further trouble. Let's go."
Fang Xi turned around, gently twirling the Buddhist beads in his hand, a compassionate expression on his face.
Originally, he had intended to use the Wang Family Ancestor as bait to see if he could catch some fish.
But at this moment, he secretly warned himself not to be too careless!
What if the black market master came knocking directly?
The lesson of the Fang Xian Dao Monarch was not far off; he had to be even more cautious!
Besides. . . Trapped Sky Island would sooner or later be his for the taking. When the time came, introducing Jiuzhou cultivators would be enough to fully utilize every resource on the island.
Since that was the case, why be overly anxious?
Several days later, the Eight-Armed Race chief shopkeeper and Shadow stood in Fang Xi's cave abode, gazing at the empty space, their expressions turning incredibly grim. . .
...
Spring departed, autumn arrived.
Although there were no seasonal divisions on Trapped Sky Island, time still flew by.
On this day.
Outside an ancient immortal palace.
Above the jade-like hall, colorful restrictions still lingered, collectively forming lines of immortal secret seals.
These were a few of the places on Trapped Sky Island that had not been breached by cultivators.
Boom!
The earth trembled, and a colossal face suddenly emerged—it was none other than that seventh-stage Earthling.
It opened its massive maw, spitting out one strange flower after another.
The largest peony bloomed, and the Peony Fairy gracefully stepped out from it.
Subsequently, many Void Amalgamation cultivators also emerged from the other flowers.
Most of these Void Amalgamation cultivators were of various foreign races, their cultivation around the upper-grade sixth stage, each emanating a chilling aura.
"Haha. . . I never expected you black market fellows to be the fastest."
A clear voice echoed down from high in the sky.
Then, a ferocious black dragon's head peered down, its dragon eyes as large as carriage wheels, its scales as cold as iron, radiating a powerful spiritual glow.
It was clearly a seventh-stage Flood Dragon!
The black Flood Dragon's form flickered in and out of the clouds, then landed on the ground, transforming into an old man in black robes with dragon horns.Behind him, one shapeshifting demon cultivator after another followed.
Wuwu!
In the western sky, one demonic fiend after another gathered, transforming into terrifying black clouds, pulling a colossal carriage made of white bones behind them.
Upon the carriage were various members of the Demon Race.
"Black market people, and you, old black dragon, have arrived quite quickly!"
From among the Demon Race, a mature woman in black armor stepped out, smiling charmingly.
"Demon Sound Lady. . ."
The name of this woman was uttered from the black-robed, dragon-horned elder's mouth.
"Now that our three parties have gathered, are we just missing the key in the Human Race's hands?"
The Peony Fairy smiled as she looked at the old black dragon, then swept her gaze over the Demon Sound Lady, still smiling.
Even on Trapped Sky Island, the forces of the Human, Yao, and Demon races were not to be underestimated!
Of course, they rarely consolidated.
The only exception was when they needed to band together to contend for benefits like this.
"Hmph. . . the Human Race has really risen in prominence lately. . . Last time, Trapped Sky Island actually opened directly within Human Race territory, and it was even predicted in advance, allowing many human cultivators to rush in, just as a great void storm happened. . . preventing anyone from leaving at all."
The seventh-stage black Flood Dragon elder's face showed a hint of profound dread: "Currently, talents are emerging in abundance among the Human Race on Trapped Sky Island. . . That Bloodhand Peak Master who was killed, he was a seventh-stage existence among your foreign races, wasn't he?"
He looked at the Peony Fairy.
The Peony Fairy's expression subtly shifted, then returned to nonchalance: "That 'Sword Son' is indeed a Human Race prodigy. . . but for you Yao Race to simply use a few words to make us foreign races stick our necks out is a bit too clever a calculation."
"It's not just a few words, esteemed sirs. Do you know that among the Human Race this time, there is also a cultivator named 'Shen Suan Zi', whose cultivation has actually reached late-stage Void Amalgamation, and he's even skilled in divining heavenly secrets!"
The old black dragon sneered.
It was unknown whether it had an informant among the Human Race, or if it had directly soul-searched and obtained such intelligence from external human cultivators.
"What?"
"Late-stage Void Amalgamation, isn't that equivalent to upper-grade seventh stage. . . the same realm as the black market master?"
The expressions of the various Void Amalgamation cultivators changed.
On Trapped Sky Island, late-stage Void Amalgamation cultivators were already enough to change the rise and fall of a force, and even influence the division of large-scale interests.
"The Human Race clearly has such cultivators backing them, yet they keep it a secret; they must be brewing a conspiracy. . ."
The Demon Sound Lady said with a chuckle, "We cannot but guard against this. . ."
The Peony Fairy bit her lip slightly; although she knew this was a trick by the two races, she indeed had some misgivings in her heart. . .
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a sword light flashed in the distance.
A sword qi of Void Amalgamation level pierced through the air, arriving before everyone in an instant.
An overwhelmingly sharp white light covered the sky and earth, crisscrossing the ground, leaving behind streaks of marks.
Many sixth-stage foreign races, Yao Race, and Demon Race were intimidated by the sword qi, retreating one after another, an indelible shadow left in their hearts.
Roar! Roar!
A Flood Dragon's roar echoed, a strange flower phantom flashed in the void, along with a wondrous demonic sound.
The sword light dissipated with a boom, revealing the Sword Son's figure.
"It's you? !"
The black dragon elder let out a roar: "That human sword cultivator who just advanced to seventh-stage? !"
"A Void Amalgamation-level Flood Dragon. . . I haven't killed one yet. . ."
The Sword Son let out a cold laugh, his gaze fixed on the black dragon elder's reverse scale: "I wonder if you dare to fight me to the death?"
The black dragon elder's expression froze. Even though he was at the mid-stage Void Amalgamation realm and had cultivated deeply in it for many years, he profoundly understood the terrifying might of the Sword Son's divine abilities.
After advancing to Void Amalgamation, he was even more unstoppable!
If one added that fragment of an Immortal Abode Rare Treasure sword, he truly wouldn't be a match!
"If you dare not, then there's no need to clamor!"
The Sword Son sneered, his words like swords, his temperament even more like a sword, sharp and pressing.
The Void Amalgamation cultivators of the three major forces exchanged glances, a hint of dread surfacing in each of their hearts.
If he was like this even in early-stage Void Amalgamation, what would he be like in the future?
"For this opening of the Seven Treasures Secret Realm, our Human Race possesses one key and requires ten slots. Do any of you have objections?"
The Sword Son's gaze swept over the crowd of Void Amalgamation cultivators, a hint of disappointment flashing in his heart.
The figure suspected of possessing the fragment of the broken sword was not among these cultivators.
"We. . . have no problem."
The black dragon elder's voice was dry as he took out a bronze fragment.
The Peony Fairy exchanged spiritual messages with the seventh-stage Earthling, ultimately deciding that the black market master's task was more important, and likewise offered no objection.
The Demon Sound Lady, unable to stand alone, said with a chuckle, "This humble one will let the Sword Son decide. . ."
She immediately took out a bronze fragment as well.
The four bronze fragments converged, forming an ancient-looking bronze key, which erupted with a burst of brilliant light, landing on the palace's restriction.
Buzz!
Mists appeared, revealing a passage.
Innumerable illusions flashed within it, as if a small world was hidden inside the palace.
"Go!"
The Sword Son took out a jade pendant, from which streaks of Void Amalgamation-level escape light flew out; this jade pendant was clearly a cave-heaven treasure!
Seeing this, the other Demon and Yao races likewise had their Void Amalgamation cultivators enter in single file.
The Peony Fairy and the Earthling exchanged glances, their gazes lingering on several foreign races for a moment, then with a wave of a hand, they ordered these foreign races to enter.
...
"Very good, the formation I set up earlier was not discovered."
In a cave in another wild jungle.
Fang Xi dispelled the formation, revealing an ancient jade gate, covered and entwined by countless vines, appearing as if it had been abandoned for a long time.
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