Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 310: Brutal Offer

"How powerful is this guy?" Han Li asked curiously.

"He is stronger than I was at my peak. He should have no problem defeating two or three great immortal masters of the Tuwu tribe. This person should be the great elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Qi Miao Zhenren." Lord Dayan thought for a moment and guessed.

"That means I am no match for him and I can only run away." Han Li was shocked when he heard that.

“This is only for now. As long as you can refine my late Nascent Soul puppet and Three Flame Fan, you can defeat him even with your current middle Nascent Soul cultivation level.” Dayan God said disapprovingly.

"That's true. I have almost collected all the materials for the late Nascent Soul puppet and the Three Flame Fan. I'm only missing a few things. I should be able to gain something at this Jinjing auction." Han Li's complexion returned to normal and he nodded lightly.

"Han boy, why don't you go and take a look?" Seeing Han Li standing there without moving for a long time, Dayan God couldn't help but say.

"I can hardly protect myself, kid. The Saint of the Tuwu tribe is among that group of people. If I go there, I will be asking for trouble. Who knows, I might be chased and beaten before Fellow Daoist Ling and the others even start fighting." Han Li smiled bitterly and refused.

Besides, he is not the kind of person who likes to join in the fun, except when a good opportunity arises.

Lord Dayan urged desperately, "I can use the power of my spiritual consciousness to conceal your appearance and ensure that no one can tell. I may not be as good as that Qi Miao Zhenren in other aspects, but my spiritual consciousness is as powerful as that of the God Transformation Stage. No one can match it among the Nascent Soul cultivators, except for that freak Brother Nie." Later, Lord Dayan's tone became obviously unhappy.

Han Li was unmoved by the assurance of Lord Dayan. Instead, he was surprised by something else: "Brother Nie's spiritual awareness is comparable to that of the seniors?"

Hearing this, Lord Dayan was silent for a while, but soon he spoke with emotion: "Nie Zhaonan was born with a strong spiritual consciousness, and he took a magic elixir that can enhance the power of spiritual consciousness. Several decades ago, before he practiced the last three levels of the Dayan Jue, his spiritual consciousness was only slightly weaker than mine. Now his spiritual consciousness is probably even stronger than mine."

The spiritual awareness that he was so proud of was indeed not as good as Nie Zhaonan's, there was no denying that.

However, this is also because Nie Zhaonan practiced the spiritual power technique he founded - Dayan Jue. Otherwise, Nie Zhaonan's spiritual power would only be slightly stronger than other cultivators of the same level. After all, it is his Dayan Jue that is powerful.

Thinking of this, Lord Dayan felt obviously better.

Han Li was silent after hearing what Lord Dayan said. The gap between him and Senior Brother Nie was getting bigger and bigger, and he saw no hope of catching up.

Inside the city, in an inn.

"Yuling, do you want to meet them?" Wen Qing looked at Ling Yuling beside him and asked.

The three of them naturally heard the message just now.

"It would be too passive to just stay in the city. Let's go and see what they want to do so that we can deal with it better." Ling Yulin thought about it and decided.

"Yu Ling is right. Besides, we have dozens of thunder beads in our hands, so we are not afraid of them." Ling Xiaofeng nodded, his tone full of confidence.

"Let's go."

Immediately, light appeared on the three of them, and they turned into a rainbow. They escaped out of the window and flew high into the sky.

Soon, the three of them broke through the clouds at such a fast speed, stood above the clouds, looked at the two people opposite them, without saying a word.

Xuan Qingzi was not surprised to see this. He turned his gaze towards Wen Qing and Ling Xiaofeng and said with a smile, "Haha, it's been a year since we last met. Your injuries have almost recovered. It was our fault before. I would like to apologize to you two."

Xuan Qingzi looked sincere and behaved unusually politely.

This made Wen Qing and Ling Xiaofeng slightly stunned. They both looked at Xuan Qingzi with suspicion, wondering what he was planning.

"There's no need to be so alert. We have no ill intentions here today. We just have something we want to discuss with you three." Qi Miao Zhenren also spoke.

"If you have anything to say, just say it directly. There's no need to beat around the bush." ​​Ling Yuling opened her cherry lips slightly and said bluntly.

Xuan Qingzi turned his head to look at Ling Yuling, not caring about the hostility in her eyes, and just said: "This must be Brother Nie's Taoist companion, Fairy Ling. We just want to ask the fairy about Brother Nie's whereabouts. I wonder if you can tell us something?"

"How would I know my husband's whereabouts?" Ling Yuling answered without thinking.

She naturally knew that Nie Zhaonan had gone to the Ice Sea, but how could she simply reveal it just by hearing the question?

Hearing this, Xuan Qingzi naturally didn't believe it, but he still explained politely: "We have no conspiracy to find Brother Nie, we just want to have a duel with Brother Nie. Fairy Ling can think carefully about whether Brother Nie revealed anything before he left, so that we can roughly determine where he went."

"You want to fight with Fellow Daoist Nie? It's not that I look down on you two. Your magical powers are naturally superior to my husband and I. But even if you join hands with Fellow Daoist Nie, you won't be able to last long against him." Wen Qing shook his head slightly and interrupted indifferently.

Hearing this, a fierce look flashed across Qi Miao Zhenren's eyes. He admitted that he was not as good as Nie Zhaonan, but hearing such words from others made him feel completely different, not much better.

Xuan Qingzi's wrinkled face also showed displeasure, but he quickly suppressed it and said politely: "Of course it's not the two of us, but ten Daoists in the late Nascent Soul stage. It's not a one-on-one fight, but ten of us versus one Daoist Nie."

As Xuan Qingzi spoke, his face twitched involuntarily and he looked a little embarrassed.

They are all cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage. Outnumbering ten to one, it seems a bit shameless no matter how you look at it.

"There is no need for my husband to compete with you." Ling Yuling thought for a while and shook her head.

"We will naturally not let Nie Zhaonan's efforts be in vain. Each of us will bet one million spirit stones, for a total of ten million spirit stones. Of course, Fellow Daoist Nie will also have to take out ten pieces of the Divine Sand of Creation as the stakes for this battle." True Man Qi Miao explained the conditions of the duel indifferently.

"One million spirit stones per person may seem like a lot, but if my husband is asked to take out the Divine Sand of Creation as a bet, isn't it too little?" Ling Yuling said with some dissatisfaction.

“That’s right. The Divine Sand of Creation is a rare treasure in the world that can help us break through to the Divine Transformation stage. How can it be equal to a mere million spirit stones? It would be about right for each person to take out three million spirit stones.” Ling Xiaofeng opened his mouth and asked for the price without any hesitation.

"Three million spirit stones!" Xuan Qingzi was shocked. "This is too much! This is the total wealth of a late Nascent Soul cultivator."

He thought Nie Zhaonan would ask for an exorbitant price, but he never expected that he would be offered a brutal price of three million spirit stones before he even met Nie Zhaonan in person.

Ling Yuling was slightly shocked when she heard the price of three million spirit stones, but she reacted quickly and said with a pout: "That's right, it's three million spirit stones per person, a total of thirty million spirit stones. As long as you agree, I will immediately use a secret talisman to send a message to my husband and ask him to come back immediately to fight with you, and I guarantee that I will not harm your lives." "Yuling, is Fellow Daoist Nie okay? After all, the opponent is well prepared this time, unlike last time." Wen Qing whispered, a little worried that Nie Zhaonan's strength was insufficient.

"Don't worry, mother. I know how powerful my husband is." Ling Yuling replied with unusual confidence.

But she knew that her husband's strength was comparable to that of a god, and he had the magical treasure Xu Tian Ding in his hand. He would definitely not fail in fighting against ten Yuanying late stage cultivators.

Although the Xutian Ding is known as the first secret treasure of Chaos Star Sea, few people know that it is a real spiritual treasure, not even the two Heavenly Star Saints. Otherwise, no matter how much it costs, they will definitely get the Xutian Ding, and will not let the Xutian Ding stand silently in the Xutian Palace, waiting for Nie Zhaonan to take it.

When Wen Qing heard her daughter say this, she couldn't help but think of the scene she had secretly seen, and her earlobes turned slightly red, but the blush only flashed for a moment before she forcibly suppressed it.

After calming down for a while, Wen Qing replied, "As long as you have confidence."

Ling Yuling nodded imperceptibly.

At this time, Xuan Qingzi's face turned ugly, and he spoke with difficulty: "I am polite to talk to you three, but you are too rude. Thirty million spirit stones, even my Taiyi Sect may not be able to come up with it."

When he said this, he naturally did not include Taiyi Sect's ancestor who had achieved the state of transformation into a god.

"Indeed, it's too much. At worst, this competition will be cancelled and you can just pretend we never mentioned it." Qi Miao Zhenren let out a long sigh and said helplessly.

Although the two said this, they had no intention of leaving. They stood there silently, and it was obvious that they wanted to bargain.

Taking all of this into consideration, Wen Qing spoke at the right time: "How many spirit stones do you think is appropriate, fellow Taoists? Can you give me another number?"

"At most each of us can add another 500,000 spirit stones, so 1.5 million spirit stones is the limit. And whether it can be done or not, we have to discuss it again with the fellow Taoists who are participating in the competition." Xuan Qingzi looked thoughtful and soon said through gritted teeth.

Qi Miao Zhenren nodded, obviously agreeing with Xuan Qingzi's statement.

"One million and five hundred thousand spirit stones are not enough." Ling Yuling shook her head, and a look of consideration appeared on her jade face. "If we put the Good Fortune Divine Sand up for auction, do you think one million and five hundred thousand spirit stones are enough to buy one grain? You can't afford more than that, so how about this, one million and eight hundred thousand spirit stones."

She also knew that if the price was too high, those who were competing would definitely not be happy and might even give up the competition. So in order to get the spirit stones smoothly, she had no choice but to lower the price.

Xuan Qingzi's face darkened and he didn't want to talk anymore.

Qi Miao Zhenren looked at Xuan Qingzi beside him and said helplessly: "I will send a message to the Taoist friends who are participating in the duel, let them come here and decide for themselves."

After he finished speaking, he shook his sleeves and a sound transmission note flew out from them. After circling around him for a while, it turned into a stream of light and flew behind him.

Ling Yuling and the other two were not in a hurry and just waited quietly where they were. Xuan Qingzi and Qi Miao Zhenren had no intention of speaking again and just stood there silently.

As time passed little by little, soon, ten shocking rainbows suddenly appeared in the distant sky and shot towards this place at an incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, they arrived beside Qi Miao Zhenren and Xuan Qingzi. The light dimmed, revealing their figures, but they all looked unhappy.

After the ten people arrived, the scene became a little weird, as no one spoke first.

Finally, it was Ling Yuling who said with her cherry lips slightly parted:

"What have you thought about, fellow Taoists? I'm sure that Qi Miao Zhenren has told you the conditions in the message. Do you agree? Or do you not agree?"

Her voice was neither hurried nor slow, as if everything was under control.

"Hmph, now that we are here, the fairy will be able to guess the answer. I hope the fairy will notify Fellow Daoist Nie as soon as possible and don't keep us waiting for too long." Xuan Lingzi snorted coldly and said in an unhappy tone.

After receiving the message from Qi Miao Zhenren, although some people opposed and wanted to withdraw, there were also those who insisted on fighting. Naturally, the ten of them had a heated discussion before they reached a consensus and came here.

After all, they were the ones who got the upper hand. Ten people were fighting against one, and they were well prepared. Moreover, the stakes they paid were obviously not as much as the value of the Divine Sand of Creation.

"Okay." Ling Yuling did not hesitate. She flipped her jade hand, and after a flash of light, a light green jade talisman appeared in her hand.

This item is exactly the Wanli Communication Talisman refined by Chen Qiaoqian. Even if they are tens of thousands of miles apart, as long as they have the jade talisman in their hands, they can communicate with each other.

Ling Yuling's cherry lips opened and closed quickly, as if she was conveying a few words to the jade talisman. Then she cast a spell with her hand and it sank into the jade talisman. After the jade talisman flashed with green light, it seemed that the message was completed, and finally the jade talisman returned to calm again.

"How long will it take to receive a reply? If it takes a day or two, we will leave first." Qi Miao Zhenren asked calmly.

"Very soon." Ling Yulin had just answered when the jade talisman in her hand flashed green light again, as if there was a message in reply.

"Where is Fellow Daoist Nie now? How long will it take to return?" Xuan Qingzi asked.

A smile appeared on Ling Yuling's face, and she couldn't hide her joy as she said, "My husband has arrived." After saying that, she cast her gaze behind everyone.

"arrive?"

The expressions of the group of late Nascent Soul cultivators suddenly changed and they turned their heads to look.

A flying boat several dozen feet in size flashed from the sky. The wings on both sides of the boat flapped, and the boat flew quickly for a distance and soon arrived above the group of people.

As soon as the flying boat stopped, a dazzling white light suddenly burst out. When the white light disappeared again, Nie Zhaonan's figure emerged, followed by a group of Taoist companions, looking at the situation around them.

No one knew what Nie Zhaonan said to them, but under the leadership of Nangong Wan, the girls flew towards Ling Yuling, while Nie Zhaonan walked in the air. In just a few steps, he arrived dozens of feet opposite Xuan Qingzi and the others.

Just when Nie Zhaonan stopped, Xuan Qingzi, Qi Miao Zhenren and others all retreated silently, keeping a distance from Nie Zhaonan that they thought was safe.

(End of this chapter)