Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 205 Trading
"Let me ask you one more question. Why do you want to exchange these three things related to the Spirit Eye Tree?" The old man surnamed Cheng quickly regained his composure and asked.

"I am an alchemist. When I see rare elixir recipes, I naturally want to collect them. The roots of the Spirit Eye Tree are the main ingredient I need to make elixirs." Nie Zhaonan explained half-truthfully.

"So that's how it is." The old man surnamed Cheng nodded and responded softly.

I just don't know whether he really believed what Nie Zhaonan said in his heart.

"There is no problem with the Ming and Qing Spiritual Water and the recipe for the Dingling Pill. I can give them to you now. But the Spirit Eye Tree is jointly owned by the three sects of Yunmeng Mountain. We still need to discuss it with the 'Ancient Sword Sect' and the 'Bai Qiao Yuan'." After thinking for a moment, the old man surnamed Cheng said with hesitation.

"Then let's exchange these two items first. I am also very curious about the two pill recipes. I hope to benefit from them and find some inspiration." Nie Zhaonan did not seem unhappy at all. Instead, he said it very happily, and his words were filled with his strong curiosity about the pill recipes.

The Spirit Eye Tree is the common treasure of the three sects in Yunmeng Mountain. Nie Zhaonan had already made preparations before coming here, so it would be impossible for him to achieve all his goals easily.

However, with the seventh-level demon pill as bait in exchange for a piece of tree root, I believe that after careful consideration, the three sects will agree to this highly advantageous deal.

As he spoke, he took out two jade boxes from his storage bag and handed them to the old man surnamed Cheng and Lu Luo.

The two of them took it respectively and opened the jade box at the same time. What came into view were two round inner pills, half the size of a fist. They were undoubtedly two level seven demon pills.

It's just that while their gazes were slightly fiery, they also felt as if they were being roasted on the fire.

After receiving the two demon pills, they also have to try their best to persuade the other two factions and successfully complete the subsequent transaction.

The old man surnamed Cheng waved his sleeves, and two misty white jade slips flew out from his sleeves and floated towards Nie Zhaonan.

"Fellow Daoist, please rest in the sect for a few days. We will invite fellow Daoists from the other two sects to discuss the follow-up matters." The old man surnamed Cheng said with a friendly smile.

"Thank you both fellow Taoists!" Nie Zhaonan put away the jade slip and clasped his fists.

"Someone, take Fellow Daoist Nie to the VIP building." Lu Luo gave a light order.

Suddenly, a pretty female disciple walked in from outside the hall.

Led by the female disciple, Nie Zhaonan slowly walked out of the hall.

After Nie Zhaonan's figure completely disappeared, the old man surnamed Cheng flicked his sleeves, and the restrictions in the hall emerged.

"Senior Brother Cheng, could it be that Fellow Daoist Nie has other purposes for coming here? It's too strange that he would use the seventh-level demon pill to exchange for something that is almost useless to Nascent Soul cultivators like me." Lu Luo looked at the demon pill in the jade box and said in confusion.

"I'm not very clear about Brother Daoist Nie's true purpose, but it seems that we haven't suffered any loss, so there's nothing wrong with reaching this deal." The old man surnamed Cheng had a deep look in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

"Moreover, he came to trade with us openly and did not use any secret means to seize these items. This is enough to show that he is sincere, and we don't need to worry about anything." The old man surnamed Cheng analyzed slowly.

Logically speaking, two level seven demon pills would be more than enough to exchange for those three things.

He could also guess that Nie Zhaonan's implication of taking out three demon pills was that there was one for each of the three sects in Yunmeng Mountain.

"Then junior brother, I will send a sound transmission note to the fellow practitioners from the other two sects, inviting them to gather in my Luoyun Sect." Lu Luo nodded slightly and said in agreement.

"Yeah." The old man surnamed Cheng responded.

Afterwards, two sound transmission notes shot out from the hall. After circling slightly, they turned into two long rainbows and shot out in two different directions.

Under the guidance of the pretty female cultivator, Nie Zhaonan headed straight for a group of buildings next to the mountain wall.

There are more than a dozen exquisite attics of similar style, which look like the so-called VIP buildings.

After taking a few glances from a distance, they headed towards one of them.

On the way, Nie Zhaonan also casually asked some questions about the layout of Luoyun Sect and several other issues.

Because Nie Zhaonan was a Nascent Soul cultivator, and what he asked was not a secret, the woman naturally told him everything she knew, which made Nie Zhaonan quite satisfied.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them arrived in front of the attic.

"Senior, do you want me to serve you?" the pretty female cultivator asked with a serious expression.

"No need." Nie Zhaonan shook his head and strode into the attic.

A look of disappointment flashed across the pretty female cultivator's face. She stayed there for a moment and then left.

The layout of this attic is quite good. There is a simple restriction on the second floor, which allows the monks living here to not have to worry about being secretly spied on without knowing it. This also saves Nie Zhaonan from having to spend any more effort.

After Nie Zhaonan sat down cross-legged on the second floor of the attic, he immediately took out the jade slip that the old man surnamed Cheng had given him. He had just glanced at it briefly just now, but now he wanted to look at the specific information inside.

There are many kinds of auxiliary spiritual medicines for refining the two kinds of pills, and they are also rare, but that is for ordinary cultivators.

Nie Zhaonan's collection can be said to be extremely rich, especially in terms of the types of spiritual medicines. Except for the Spirit Eye Tree, which Nie Zhaonan does not have, all the other spiritual medicines recorded in the two pill recipes can be found in the Zixiao Cave.

Nie Zhaonan just smiled slightly and was not too surprised.

After putting away the jade slip, Nie Zhaonan stood up, left the attic and walked towards Baifeng Peak.

Bai Feng Peak is located at the easternmost edge of Luo Yun Sect. It is quite far away from the other five peaks.

Although this peak is the shortest among the six unique peaks, it is lush and green with flowers and trees all over the mountain. In terms of beautiful scenery, it is the best among all the peaks, far beyond the comparison of the Tianquan peaks.

Soon, Nie Zhaonan appeared near Baifeng Peak.

Because most of the cultivators on this peak are female, there is an unwritten strange rule in Baifeng Peak. Any male disciples from other peaks who want to come here to do business must report to the disciples at the mountain gate at the foot of the mountain before they can enter the mountain.

Nie Zhaonan had no intention of following this rule. He hid his body and swaggered past the disciples guarding the mountain gate and headed towards the top of Baifeng Peak.

Baifeng Peak is not very high. After a while, Nie Zhaonan reached the top.

There is a flat land with a radius of one hundred meters here, surrounded by white clouds and full of spiritual energy, as if it is a fairyland on earth.

And in this fairyland-like place, there is only a lonely pavilion standing there.

This pavilion is about twenty feet high and has three floors. It is completely made of unknown white wood. It is not painted with any color and looks elegant and simple.

Nie Zhaonan's spiritual sense swept across the attic. Even though there was a restriction blocking it, Nie Zhaonan still sensed the aura of a Jindan cultivator in a room on the third floor of the attic.

Nie Zhaonan had no intention of using his spiritual sense to forcibly break through the restriction and alert the person inside.

However, it is expected that it should be the master of Baifeng Peak - Song Yu.

In a flash, Nie Zhaonan disappeared completely from the spot.

The next moment, Nie Zhaonan appeared silently in the room. Just looking at the scene in front of him, Nie Zhaonan was a little surprised.

The room here is only a few feet in size and is filled with thick white fog. There is also the sound of dripping water.

With a flash of inspiration in his eyes, Nie Zhaonan saw the scene clearly.

In the wooden barrel in the center of the room, a naked body was lazily leaning against the edge of the barrel, and two jade hands were scooping up clear water and pouring it on the snow-white skin.

The exaggeratedly plump curves, the white ivory-like shiny skin, and the black and shiny hair that fell to the waist all showed that this was a beautiful woman in her prime.

Such a romantic encounter made Nie Zhaonan swallow his saliva secretly and watch it silently.

Inadvertently, the woman raised her extremely beautiful face, a flash of fear flashed across her clear eyes, and she scolded in extreme shame and anger:
"The thief!"

At the same time, a jade hand was placed across the body, covering the proud breasts, and with the other hand he raised unceremoniously, a blue magic spell was cast out by Nie Zhaonan unceremoniously.

Song Yu kept moving and slapped the water surface hard, causing a wave.

Taking advantage of the moment when her vision was blocked, she immediately jumped out of the barrel, grabbed the blue palace skirt on the screen, and put it on.

Only then did she turn around, eyes full of anger, and look at the man who suddenly broke into her room.

The man in black did not dodge her attack. He just slowly stretched out a hand, which seemed slow but was actually fast, and gently grasped the blue magic.

A scene that made Song Yu stunned appeared. Without seeing anything unusual, the magic she released suddenly exploded in the air, turned into water droplets, and splashed in all directions.

Although this was just a casual attack from her, even a Jindan cultivator could not resolve it so easily. She then quickly released her spiritual sense and swept it over Nie Zhaonan.

"Nascent Soul cultivator!" Song Yu exclaimed in a delicate voice.

There was a changeable look on her blushing face for a while.

"Even if you are a Nascent Soul cultivator, you cannot be so rude! Do you really think that our Luoyun Sect is easy to bully?" Song Yu asked calmly.

Nie Zhaonan seemed to be deaf to Song Yu's words. His eyes involuntarily fell on the wet body. Through the wet dress, he could vaguely see the beauty inside. The white scene when Song Yu stood up unconsciously emerged in his mind, and his imagination ran wild.

"You!" Song Yu looked at Nie Zhaonan's unblinking gaze, which seemed to have penetrated her defenses, and her face was filled with anger.

Upon seeing this, Nie Zhaonan realized that he had gone too far, so he stood still and turned his back.

Another reason was the temptation of a wet body, and besides, Song Yu was such a beauty. Nie Zhaonan knew that if he continued looking at her, he would probably turn into a hungry wolf.

Song Yu then breathed a sigh of relief, his complexion looked better, and he hurriedly took his clothes off the screen.

Nie Zhaonan only heard the sound of someone putting on clothes.

"Why did you break into my room?" Song Yu asked cautiously.

Facing a Nascent Soul cultivator, Song Yu did not feel very confident even if the other party was wrong.

Hearing this, Nie Zhaonan turned around, his eyes subconsciously glanced at Song Yu's delicate body, and he sighed slightly in his heart.

"You're still looking!" Song Yu gritted her teeth and said with a fierce look in her eyes.

If this matter was not to be spread outside, she would have sent a message to her two uncles and caught the scoundrel in front of her.

"My name is Nie Zhaonan. I heard that the fairy has an ancient book introducing ancient elixirs and magical medicines, so I came here specially to trade with the fairy." Nie Zhaonan said calmly.

As he spoke, he slowly walked towards Song Yu, and stopped when they were one foot apart.

Song Yu was overwhelmed by the masculine aura of Nie Zhaonan and took a half step back unconsciously before he said softly, "You are the newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator from the Yellow Maple Valley. How did you know about the ancient book in my hand? I have never mentioned this to anyone."

Song Yu had also heard some rumors about Nie Zhaonan and had a general understanding of it.

"Fairy, you don't need to know how I know this." Nie Zhaonan said calmly with his hands behind his back.

Feeling Nie Zhaonan's aggressive gaze, as if he wanted to eat her, Song Yu took a half step back in fear.

"Can you be more serious? You don't even have the demeanor of a senior." Song Yu frowned and reminded with some displeasure.

"Fairy, why do you keep calling me 'you, you, you'? Do you think I'm a senior?" Nie Zhaonan asked with curiosity.

"How can I respect you after you did that to me?" Song Yu retorted unyieldingly.

Nie Zhaonan touched his nose and it seemed to be true.

Seeing Nie Zhaonan's guilty look, Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief. At least this man was not unreasonable.

"I will take responsibility for you." Nie Zhaonan suddenly said.

"Who wants you, a scoundrel, to be responsible?" Song Yu turned his face away and said angrily.

"But I saw your entire body," Nie Zhaonan said with a gleam in his eyes and reminiscing.

But the following words were blocked by a jade hand.

Song Yu was slightly stunned. He did not expect that he would not be able to control himself and would make such a bold move. He quickly removed his hand from Nie Zhaonan's mouth.

"This fairy is a Jindan cultivator after all, I don't need to rely on anyone!" Song Yu said lightly, with a firm tone in his words.

Song Yu is not a casual woman. It is impossible for her to marry a man just because he has seen her body. The worst that can happen is that she will be lonely all her life.

"In my heart, you are already my woman." Nie Zhaonan said domineeringly.

He stretched out his big hands and embraced Song Yu in his arms.

He also saw that Song Yu was a stubborn person, so he had no choice but to let him take the initiative.

Song Yu struggled with all his strength, but it was in vain. Nie Zhaonan's big hands were like iron clamps and did not react at all.

"How can you be such a scoundrel!" Song Yu said weakly, but he stopped struggling.

Nie Zhaonan just smiled slightly at this. No matter how much a woman dislikes her first man, it is still difficult for her to let go and forget him.

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