Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 224 Trading
"I will arrange for more people to go to the grassland to investigate and further confirm the news. However, during this period, my Nine-Nation Alliance will also be on high alert and send more monks to garrison in the strongholds to prevent sudden attacks by the Mulan people. You go down and make arrangements now." Wei Wuya said with a serious look on his face.

Although he was very sure about this piece of news, he couldn't mobilize the Nine-Nation Alliance just by his words. This was all he could do.

Hearing this, the five people did not think that there was anything wrong with Wei Wuya's arrangement, so they left the hall and went to make arrangements.

As a result, Nie Zhaonan and Wei Wuya were the only ones left in the hall.

"What do you think about the invasion of the Mulan people, Fellow Daoist Nie?" Wei Wuya turned his gaze to Nie Zhaonan with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and asked curiously.

When they were talking about things just now, he also focused some of his attention on Nie Zhaonan. Nie Zhaonan had been looking calm and composed just now, so he had to ask one more question.

"If the enemy comes, we will fight him with our generals; if the water comes, we will block it with earth. If the Mulan people really use all their strength to attack Tiannan, there are so many high-level cultivators and sects in Tiannan. Even if they use half of their strength, it will be enough to compete with the Mulan people." Nie Zhaonan gave a brief speech in a calm manner.

Hearing this, a hint of approval flashed across Wei Wuya's eyes imperceptibly. He thought so too.

If the Mulan people really took up arms to fight, he would naturally not let the Nine-Nation Alliance take the lead and let other forces sit back and reap the benefits. Naturally, he would have to notify all the forces in Tiannan to come and contribute.

"Haha! I didn't expect Brother Nie to have such insights." Wei Wuya praised with a smile.

Nie Zhaonan smiled faintly and shook his head, not feeling any pride at all because of Wei Wuya's words.

"I've heard that Brother Wei has the Tianxing Grass in his hands, but is that true?" Nie Zhaonan's face turned serious and he asked about the main purpose of this trip.

"Oh? I didn't expect that you came here just for the Tianxing Grass. With your level of cultivation, you can't use this spiritual herb at all, right?" Wei Wuya said with some surprise.

He looked at Nie Zhaonan carefully again, and at the same time, a faint spiritual consciousness wrapped around Nie Zhaonan, carefully exploring Nie Zhaonan's cultivation.

He thought he was being very secretive and would not be noticed by Nie Zhaonan, but Nie Zhaonan's consciousness was so powerful that Wei Wuya's actions could not be hidden from him at all.

But he had no intention of stopping Wei Wuya. There was nothing wrong in pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

"I'm looking for this herb for other uses. I'm not in a position to tell you specifically how to use it." Nie Zhaonan explained lightly, and it was as if he hadn't said anything.

"So that's how it is." Upon hearing this, Wei Wuya's face showed a look of sudden realization, and he had no intention of investigating further.

Then he continued, "The Tianxing grass in my hand is three thousand years old. I was going to use it to cultivate poison skills. If you want to exchange it with the scales of this poisonous dragon, you must have all the scales on the dragon."

As Wei Wuya said this, he flipped his palm and the poisonous dragon scales that Nie Zhaonan had just taken out appeared in his palm. The scales were bright red like blood and looked very strange.

He twisted it with his hands and rubbed it carefully, as if he couldn't let it go.

"Since it's a deal, I naturally won't let you suffer any loss." Nie Zhaonan seemed to have expected Wei Wuya's words and said calmly.

At the same time, he took out a white jade box from the storage bag and threw it to Wei Wuya.

Wei Wuya weighed the jade box first, then opened it with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Numerous bright red scales as big as fingernails came into Wei Wuya's sight.

"It really is the scales of an eighth-level poisonous dragon!" Wei Wuya couldn't help but exclaimed, his voice filled with unspeakable surprise.

He originally thought that the scale he had obtained earlier was just something that Nie Zhaonan had obtained by chance, and there was nothing else. He did not expect that Nie Zhaonan really took out all the poisonous dragon scales.

You have to know that in Tiannan, not to mention the eighth-level monsters, even the sixth- and seventh-level monsters are on the verge of extinction.

Except for a few large sects that feed a few mountain-protecting monster beasts, there has been no news of high-level monsters appearing in other places.

It is conceivable how precious these extremely poisonous level eight poisonous dragon scales are, not to mention how important they are to Wei Wuya who is practicing poison skills.

"Fellow Daoist, you handed the scales to me so easily. Aren't you afraid that I will forcibly take this treasure for myself?" Wei Wuya said to Nie Zhaonan with a smile.

After putting the scale in his hand into the box, he impatiently stretched out two fingers, picked up a blood scale and observed it carefully.

Although he thought Nie Zhaonan would not lie, Wei Wuya still found it hard to believe that a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul could produce materials of an eighth-level monster. He naturally had to identify the authenticity of these scales first.

"Haha, Brother Wei, you're joking. As a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, how could you do such a shameless thing of robbery and plunder?" Nie Zhaonan laughed twice and said nonchalantly.

At this time, Wei Wuya had finished checking all the scales in the jade box. When he heard Nie Zhaonan's words, he was slightly surprised.

With a flash of light in his hand, Wei Wuya put away the jade box and said with a look of joy, "I am really surprised that you have taken out such a precious thing. This poisonous dragon scale is more important to me than the Tianxing grass. This transaction is a win-win for both of us."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flipped his hand and an exquisite wooden box appeared in his hand, which he then threw to Nie Zhaonan.

"It's indeed the Tianxing Grass!" Nie Zhaonan stretched out his hand and opened the wooden box. When he saw the spiritual herb inside, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly and he felt happy.

This Tianxing grass is not very big, only three inches in size, with three leaves. It is a chaotic black color all over, with white arcs as thin as hair jumping between the lines. It looks like it has been struck by lightning, but it is full of vitality inside.

With this Tianxing Grass, he can successfully refine the elixir suitable for his current consumption. Combined with the Qixia Lotus obtained in the Chaos Star Sea, with the two items working together, he can easily push his cultivation to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, saving countless years of hard training.

"Since I have obtained the Tianxing Grass, I will not stay here any longer. I will go back first." Nie Zhaonan had no intention of talking more and prepared to say goodbye and leave immediately.

"I didn't expect that Nie Zhaonan is such an impatient person. It just so happens that I also need to use the scales to refine the magic weapon again to enhance its power, so I won't keep you any longer, fellow Taoist." Wei Wuya smiled and said politely.

Nie Zhaonan nodded immediately, clasped his fists, then turned and walked out of the hall.

When Nie Zhaonan disappeared from his sight, the smile on Wei Wuya's face gradually faded and became a little solemn.

"Strange! Strange! Why does this Fellow Daoist Nie give me a feeling of extreme danger, as if I will be killed on the spot if I fight with him? Could it be that there is something wrong with the 'Ling Ming Jue' I practice? But the other party's indifference does not seem to be pretended. Could it be that he has practiced some earth-shattering and fatal secret technique?" Wei Wuya stared at the direction where Nie Zhaonan left, and could not help muttering to himself, with guesses running wild in his mind.

The "Spiritual Darkness Technique" is an ancient and miraculous skill that can greatly enhance the spiritual perception of practitioners, allowing them to have early warning of seemingly ordinary but actually dangerous things, which can greatly increase the probability of avoiding danger. Wei Wuya relied on this skill to avoid several life-and-death crises on the road of practice, which led to his current cultivation level.

Sitting in the chair again and recalling the information about Nie Zhaonan, Wei Wuya still had no clue, so he stopped thinking about it.

"Forget it. No matter how amazing his magical powers are, what does it have to do with me? He is not a weird person. Just don't provoke him." Wei Wuya shook his head and said.

As he spoke, he stood up, entered a side door and left the hall.

On the other side, Nie Zhaonan walked slowly towards his residence with a smile on his face, but when he turned a corner he met two acquaintances.

Across the street, two people, a man and a woman, were walking one after the other on the street.

The man was none other than the old demon Yunlu whom he had met once.

The woman was young and beautiful, wearing a gorgeous bright red dress. As she walked with light lotus steps, her figure was graceful and charming. She looked enchanting and full of infinite charm.

Although Nie Zhaonan had not seen this woman for nearly two hundred years, when he saw her face, the name "Dong Xuan'er" still came to his mind.

After all, although he and Dong Xuan'er had only met a few times and they did not have a close relationship, Dong Xuan'er was notorious in the Huangfeng Valley at that time.

"Fellow Daoist Nie, it's been a long time." The handsome old demon Yunlu narrowed his eyes and looked at Nie Zhaonan for a few times, then suddenly smiled and said, with a charm that made people feel uncomfortable.

"My friend, you are too polite. For cultivators like me, decades are just the blink of an eye." Nie Zhaonan said calmly, suppressing the goose bumps on his body.

He was really afraid of this hermaphroditic demon Yunlu. She was so disgusting!
But this person has always been extremely polite and courteous, so Nie Zhaonan couldn't get angry.

"Hehe! What you said makes a lot of sense, fellow Daoist. In my memory, our meeting seems like yesterday." The old demon Yunlu opened the peach blossom fan in his hand, covering half of his face, and said with a smile, like a coquettish woman.

Seeing that Nie Zhaonan looked calm and unmoved, the old demon Yunlu put away his fan after a while.

He turned around with a puzzled look on his face and asked Dong Xuan'er, "Xuan'er, your heartbeat has quickened a lot. Do you also know Fellow Daoist Nie?"

"Oh, I almost forgot. I'm really old and confused. Xuan'er also practiced in Huangfeng Valley before. It's not surprising that she knows Fellow Daoist Nie." The old demon Yunlu said halfway when a look of realization flashed in his eyes. He covered his forehead and continued.

Then he turned his gaze to Dong Xuan'er and Nie Zhaonan, looking back and forth, wondering what he was thinking.

"Senior Nie, has Senior Brother Han really condensed his Nascent Soul?" Dong Xuan'er asked with a somewhat strange look on her face.

Dong Xuan'er's question made Nie Zhaonan a little confused. Could it be that something bloody happened between Dong Xuan'er and Han Li? This was probably the case, Nie Zhaonan thought in his heart.

"Junior Brother Han did successfully form a fetus several years ago, and is now in Tiantian City. If you are interested, you can go find him." Nie Zhaonan was naturally very happy that Dong Xuaner asked about Han Li. Not only did he blurt out the information, he also told her free of charge that Han Li was here right now.

"Han Li? Is that the black charcoal kid?" The old demon Yunlu snorted lightly, with a hint of gloom flashing between his brows.

When Dong Xuan'er heard the old demon's words, her face turned pale and she remained silent.

Nie Zhaonan looked at the unusual relationship between Dong Xuan'er and Yunlu Old Demon in front of him, and became very curious. He said casually:

"Fellow Daoist Yunlu, I see that Dong Xuan'er has the same magical skill as you. Could she be your direct disciple?"

"Personal disciple? That's almost the same, but our relationship is closer. Xuan'er is my biological daughter, and I have always trained her as my successor." The old demon Yunlu was a little surprised by Nie Zhaonan's words, but still told him everything.

"So that's how it is." A look of realization flashed across Nie Zhaonan's face.

"In that case, I won't disturb you two from traveling together. I have important things to attend to, so I'll leave first." Nie Zhaonan clasped his fists and then said.

Without waiting for the old demon Yunlu to say anything, he turned sideways, took a big step around the two of them, and walked away at a speed that seemed slow but was actually very fast.

The old demon Yunlu watched Nie Zhaonan disappear, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and then he turned back to Dong Xuaner and said calmly:

"Let's go and find where Fellow Daoist Han is. This will help you resolve your inner demons and prevent your cultivation from being stuck in the initial stage."

After saying that, the old demon Yunlu walked forward. Dong Xuan'er's face changed for a while. After standing there for a moment, she followed him.

Nie Zhaonan walked towards the attic where he lived with a normal expression, and his good mood after obtaining the Tianxing Grass was also diluted.

Not long after, Nie Zhaonan stood outside the attic and used his spiritual sense to sense the atmosphere inside. It turned out that Wang Ning was still on the second floor of the attic and had not gone out.

Thinking of Wang Ning's caring service last night, Nie Zhaonan's mood finally improved. He opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of foul air.

Nie Zhaonan smiled slightly, then quietly broke the restriction and walked into the attic.

"Husband, you're back! Is everything going well?" When Wang Ning saw Nie Zhaonan in front of her, she immediately put down the spiritual tea in her hand that she was about to drink and said in surprise.

"Once I take action, there is no problem that cannot be solved. The things are already in my hands." Nie Zhaonan said with a complacent look on his face.

At the same time, he held Wang Ning's hand holding the teacup with one hand, and slowly brought the teacup to Wang Ning's lips.

Wang Ning had no intention of rejecting Nie Zhaonan's action. She raised her head obediently and drank the spiritual tea in the cup. Her swan-like slender neck looked extremely attractive under the bright sunlight.

Wang Ning put down the teacup and reached out to wipe the crystal water drops from the corner of her lips, but her movement was still a beat too slow.

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