Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 241 Chance Encounter
This is true.

But if you calculate it that way, the number of attendees at this Divine Treasures Celebration is quite large.

Although Pei Xia and Han Youzhi often mentioned that Changjingmen was second to none, it all depended on who they were compared to.

Strictly speaking, the Changjing Sect, with its Huayuan Realm experts in charge, its control of the Qingcheng Mountains, and its close ties with the imperial court, should be considered a behemoth in many people's eyes. The fact that they are qualified to compete for a spot in the Liancheng Illusionary Realm speaks volumes.

Just like the Snow Swallow Sect, after Xu Zhuofeng was kicked out of the Holy Palace, the strongest cultivator in the sect was only at the Transformation Realm. However, it still had subordinate sects such as the Left Mountain Sect, the World Bright Mansion, the Well Gang, and the Changhe Sect. In these small sects, the Opening Mansion Realm was already considered a top-tier expert.

Of course, this is not the lowest level. The lowest level of cultivators in the martial arts world must be the rogue cultivators. Even if those martial artists who have not broken through to the Transformation Realm are excluded, the vast majority of rogue cultivators can only hover between the Qi Refining Realm and the Refining Cauldron Realm. Being able to reach the Inner Cauldron Realm is considered to be exceptionally talented.

Putting aside Han Youzhi and Pei Xia, even the eldest brother Xu Shangxin was a carefully chosen man by Old Pei, far beyond what a normal rogue cultivator could easily scam.

If Su Baozhai were to bring all these people up the mountain, the scale would likely be much larger than Pei Xia had imagined.

As you climb the mountain path, you can see houses intermittently hidden among the trees on both sides.

Some of them looked like temporary structures, and you could see cultivators coming and going, who were probably the guests that Su Baozhai was hosting this time.

The higher you go up the mountain, the more densely you see pavilions and towers, and the more cultivators gather there.

Changjing Sect is, after all, a prestigious sect, so Su Baozhai naturally treated them with the highest standards. After passing through the mountain gate and behind the buildings, a small courtyard was specially reserved for Ji Shaofu and Pei Xia.

The disciple who was guiding them respectfully introduced the courtyard and the surrounding environment. Before leaving, he added, "The celebration will be held tomorrow. Later, the sect will organize a night market. Both the Xuanhuang and Xuanhuang treasuries will bring out their treasures. The cultivators participating in the celebration can also sell their rare and precious materials. If you two seniors are interested, you can go and visit."

Night market, that's a great idea.

Indeed, while the Divine Treasures Celebration may not actually contain any divine relics, the quality of the items should be quite high, making it impossible for small sects or independent cultivators to compete for them.

From this perspective, the night market might actually be their target.

Pei Xia turned to look at Ji Shaofu, who was walking towards the opposite door, and asked, "Are you going to the night market tonight, Martial Aunt?"

Ji Shaofu, with her back to Pei Xia, stiffened for a moment while carrying her sword, but then seemed to remember something. She shrugged slightly and waved her hand at him, saying, "Go ahead."

Being caught by Meng Xiao during the day already annoyed her; if she were to run into that guy again at the night market at night… oh well, never mind.

Pei Xia was planning to go and take a look.

He went back to his room, put down his luggage, ate some pastries from the table to tide him over, and rested for a while. When the sky outside the window darkened and the light began to spread from the sect square in the distance, he got up and pushed open the door.

The accommodations arranged by Su Baozhai for the Changjing Sect were not far from the sect's main hall. After leaving, passing by several similar guest rooms, one could hear a cacophony of voices. As one got closer, the lights suddenly blazed on, and the noise filled the air.

On the vast sect square, the stalls prepared by Su Baozhai in advance were already fully lined up, with lanterns lit by spiritual energy hanging on each stall, illuminating the faces of the passing cultivators.

It was indeed lively. No wonder Su Baozhai welcomed all who came. This night market alone could be considered a grand event.

It's a pity that Pear isn't here; she loves these kinds of occasions the most.

Pei Xia touched his waist, feeling the pills and spiritual materials stored in the jade pendant, which gave him a sense of security.

Going to Liancheng Illusionary Realm requires a lot of preparation. Although Qiongxiao Jade Palace is a high-end trading place, it is precisely because most jade holders are of high status that the opportunity to find bargains is lost. With Pei Xia's limited wealth and the restrictions of the jade palace, it is not easy for her to buy anything if she really wants to.

This night market is worth keeping an eye on. I took off the gourd of wine from my waist, strolled around and drank, and slowly began to figure out what was going on at the market.

The most bustling stall in the night market was the one set up by Su Baozhai himself, the so-called Xuanhuang Liangku. Although it didn't have any particularly outstanding or rare items, its value lay in its honesty and reliability.

Given similar prices for pills, people would definitely prefer to buy from Su Bao Zhai rather than from those sold by cultivators themselves.

Of course, this doesn't mean that retail products are necessarily bad. Just like when Pei Xia was building computers in her previous life, in a sense, the more knowledgeable people were, the less they looked down on the quality of Su Baozhai's products.

Some others set up stalls but didn't sell anything. Instead, they hung up signs specifically asking to buy certain items. For example, there was an old man in his fifties who was "sincerely looking for protective magic artifacts of the Xuanbao grade." Well, let's hope he can get one before he dies.

Pei Xia also has her own goals.

He had seen and experienced things, and the level of the Liancheng Illusionary Realm was beyond question. As for magic weapons, he wouldn't even consider anything below the level of a Xuanbao. If such a high-grade magic weapon were to appear in the night market, it would definitely cause a frenzy. Therefore, his main target was malleable spiritual materials, which he could then take home and refine himself.

Unfortunately, after wandering around twice, he still didn't find anything. He seriously suspected that there might be appraisers among them at Su Baozhai.

There was no other way but to settle for second best—finding some gifts for Lao Han and Li Zi, which was more practical.

After browsing around for a while, Pei Xia spotted a silver sword tassel at a stall in a corner.

This thing has weak spiritual power and is not a high-grade treasure. It probably doesn't even qualify as a low-grade rare item. Its effect is probably just to calm the mind and soothe the spirit.

However, weaving it onto a sword tassel is quite ingenious, and it would make a delicate and unique gift.

It just so happens that I gave her a sword in the belly of the fish last time—although it was made from the leftover long nails of her magic weapon—and with the tassel, it would be a set. If we unfortunately fast forward to the commemorative part in the future, it will save Old Han from having to hold one in each hand, which would be inconvenient.

But to Pei Xia's surprise, just as she stretched out her hand halfway, another hand reached out from the side.

Both hands froze in mid-air, clearly stunned for a moment.

Pei Xia looked up and glanced to his side. What he saw there stunned him.

To his left was a woman, dressed in yellow, with a beautiful face.

“Song…” Pei Xia couldn’t remember her name for a moment, “Senior Song.”

Song Huan blinked her beautiful eyes repeatedly, then a hint of surprise appeared on her face: "Young Master Pei!"

Indeed, the Golden Bell Sect is a well-known sect within the Little Chen Kingdom, so naturally they wouldn't be left out of this Divine Treasure Celebration.

Pei Xia didn't say that, of course. He smiled and said, "I thought of it earlier. If someone from the Golden Bell Sect comes, I might be able to see Senior Song again."

Song Huan's eyes were naturally filled with joy, but when his gaze swept over the blue turban on Pei Xia's waist, he paused slightly: "You, have entered the Long Whale Sect?"

When Song Huan left Zhao Jia, she invited Pei Xia to join her.

However, Pei Xia declined, saying she had other important matters to attend to.

Unexpectedly, after several months, Pei Xia had become a disciple of the Long Whale Sect.

(End of this chapter)