Starting at the Nascent Soul stage, a rogue cultivator is incredibly poor.

One month later, in the north of Xuanxian City, at Juxian Pavilion.

The building is nine stories high, with flying eaves and brackets, and the glazed tiles gleam with golden light in the morning sun.

Today, the area outside the pavilion is heavily guarded, with eight late-stage Golden Core cultivators standing on both sides, checking the tokens of each person entering.

Qingyouzi handed over the jade token given to him by Xu Changxing.

The leading cultivator examined it, and his expression immediately became respectful:

"Please go to the top floor, senior."

The ninth floor is spacious, like a palace.

The floor was covered with a spirit-patterned carpet, and the four walls were inlaid with luminous beads, illuminating the entire space clearly without being dazzling. In the center, there were more than twenty white jade tables arranged in a circle, behind each table sat a person with a deep and unfathomable aura, all of them Nascent Soul cultivators.

Qingyouzi glanced around.

There were twenty-three people present, the lowest of whom was at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and there was even an old man whose aura was obscure and unpredictable, who was probably at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

He found an empty table on the side and sat down, focusing his mind.

People gradually arrived.

An elderly man with white hair and a youthful face, dressed in a green robe, slowly walked to the center of the circle and bowed with his hands clasped in greeting.

"I, Xuan Yunzi, am honored to be in charge of this trade fair. The rules remain the same: present your treasures, exchange them as you see fit, and the highest bidder wins. If you have private dealings, please communicate with others privately and do not disturb others."

Concise and concise.

As soon as he finished speaking, a burly man with red hair stood up, and a crimson pearl flew out from his sleeve:

"A fourth-tier Crimson Flame Dragon Pearl contains pure Yang Flame Power. It can be refined into a fire-attribute magic weapon to greatly increase its power. Exchange it for a water-attribute refining material of the same tier or three drops of 'Frosty Jade Marrow'."

Immediately, someone relayed the message.

A moment later, the red-haired giant nodded, and the pearl flew toward a blue-robed female cultivator opposite him. The female cultivator then flicked out a jade bottle, and the transaction was completed.

Very efficient.

Qingyouzi watched quietly.

One by one, the treasures were brought out.

Millennia-old elixirs, rare minerals, fragments of ancient magical artifacts, and even a jade slip containing incomplete records of divine abilities…

The cultivators present were all experienced and spoke little nonsense. If they saw something they liked, they would communicate and negotiate the price via telepathy, and the transaction would be completed quickly.

Qingyouzi subtly scanned the entire area with his divine sense and could detect at least a dozen intertwined voice transmissions between different tables.

Intrigue and backstabbing are everywhere.

Half an hour later, it was the turn of an old woman in a green robe.

She took out a cold jade box. The moment the box was opened, a cool aura spread out, which invigorated several people present.

"A single Divine Herb grows in the 'Mysterious Yin Cave' of the North Sea, nourished by the moonlight for 120 years. This herb can nourish the soul and aid in the cultivation of divine sense techniques."

The old woman's voice was hoarse:

"Exchange it for a bottle of 'Nascent Soul Pill', or a treasure of equal value for refining a Nascent Soul."

Qingyouzi's heart stirred slightly.

He remained calm and transmitted his voice:

"Three drops of 'Number Transformation Dew' can repair the origin of the Nascent Soul, and its value should be no less than a bottle of Nascent Soul Pill."

The old woman slightly raised her eyelids and looked in Qingyouzi's direction.

A moment later, a voice reply came:

"The Nascent Soul Elixir is indeed a rare treasure, but I need something to stabilize my cultivation. Do you have a Soul-Stabilizing Pearl or a Spirit-Nourishing Jade?"

"No," Qingyouzi said, "but I have a small piece of 'Millennial Soul-Nourishing Wood,' about the size of a fingernail, enough to forge a Soul-Protecting Pendant."

The Soul-Nourishing Wood has a remarkable effect on nurturing the soul of Nascent Soul cultivators, and it can be used repeatedly. Its value is even greater than that of a single-use elixir. He obtained it in the Xuan Yi Cave.

The old woman pondered for a few breaths:

"Sure. But we need to inspect the goods first."

A wooden box flew out from Qingyouzi's sleeve. The lid was slightly ajar, and a warm, spiritual aura emanated from it. The old woman scanned it with her divine sense and nodded.

The Divine Herb flew to Qingyouzi's desk.

He took the jade box, confirmed it was correct, and then handed over the soul-nourishing wooden box.

The transaction is complete.

Several more rounds passed.

An elderly man in a black robe slowly rose to his feet.

The man was shrouded in a wide black robe, his face obscured, only his eyes remaining deep and unfathomable. He did not take out the treasure, but spoke in a hoarse voice:

"A magic spirit stone, the size of a pigeon egg, with pure demonic energy. In exchange, you can exchange it for an ancient book on array formations or a complete set of high-level array flags."

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent for a moment.

Magic Spirit Stones are too obscure, and very few people need them. Ancient books on formations or complete sets of formation flags are equally valuable.

Qingyouzi raised her eyes.

The old man in black robes... is the "Mr. Mo" that Xu Changxing mentioned?

He hesitated for a moment, then transmitted his voice:

"I am interested in your demonic spirit stone, fellow Daoist. However, a complete set of high-grade array flags is hard to find these days. I have a bottle of 'Earth Vein Essence,' taken from the depths of a thousand-year-old earth vein. It can nourish the spirituality of magical treasures and aid in the refining of array foundations. I wonder if we could exchange it?"

The claim that it was taken from the depths of the earth's veins thousands of years ago is obviously false, since these things were brought out by him from the Xuan Yi Cave.

Mr. Mo turned his head, his deep gaze falling on him.

A few breaths later, the voice replied:

"While the essence of the earth's veins is valuable, it is not what I need. If you possess any ancient formation inheritance, even if it is only a fragment, I can raise the price."

A slight chill ran through Qingyouzi's heart.

This person was indeed looking for ancient texts on formations.

He remained calm and composed.

"The inheritance of ancient formations is rare, and I'm afraid your Demon Spirit Stone is not enough to exchange for it."

"If you add three 'Yinming Flowers,' they can help you cultivate demonic powers or refine demonic treasures," Mr. Mo transmitted his voice. "You only need to borrow the ancient book to view it and make a copy; the original scroll will remain yours."

The conditions are quite favorable.

But Qingyouzi shook her head:

"No change."

Mr. Mo was silent for a moment, then suddenly transmitted his voice:

"Fellow Daoist refused so readily... Could it be that the ancient book in your hand is related to 'Xuan Yizi'? Fellow Daoist probably exchanged that Divine Herb for the purpose of cultivating the Seven Chapters of Refining the Divine."

Qingyouzi's pupils contracted slightly.

This person actually knew Xuan Yizi and even guessed that he had received the inheritance!

He appeared calm on the surface, but his voice carried a chill:

"What do you mean, fellow Daoist?"

"No need to be nervous," Mr. Mo said calmly. "I have long admired Senior Xuan Yizi's mastery of array formations. If you have truly received his inheritance, I am willing to pay a higher price to see it. For example, another, even larger, demonic spirit stone."

Another one?

Qingyouzi's mind raced.

This person possessed more than one Demon Spirit Stone and was extremely interested in Xuan Yizi's inheritance. He specifically pointed out the relationship between the "Seven Chapters of Refining the Spirit" and the Divine Communication Grass, suggesting that he had already become suspicious when he exchanged for the Divine Communication Grass.

He is meticulous and has grand ambitions.

"Fellow Daoist is joking," Qingyouzi transmitted his voice. "Senior Xuanyizi was a figure from a thousand years ago. How could his legacy be obtained so easily? I merely obtained a fragmented array diagram by chance."

"Even a fragmented array diagram is worth a look." Mr. Mo pressed on, "If you are willing, we can meet at 'Listening to the Rain Pavilion' in the west of the city after the trade fair. The demonic spirit stone in my hand is about the size of a fist egg, and its demonic energy is ten times purer than before."

The size of a fist-sized egg?

Qingyouzi's heart skipped a beat.

That's enough to sustain the Heavenly Demon Annihilation God Array for several years!

He remained silent for a long time before finally transmitting his voice:

"when?"

"Three days from now, at midnight," Mr. Mo said, "I will be waiting for you in the backyard of Tingyu Pavilion, fellow Daoist."

Having said that, he said no more, and bowed slightly to the person in charge, Xuan Yunzi, indicating that he was giving up the deal.

The magic stone was not exchanged, but no one questioned it.

The trade fair will continue.

Qingyouzi sat quietly behind his desk, his expression unchanged, but his heart was already churning with turmoil.

Mr. Mo was clearly well-prepared. He not only knew about Xuan Yizi's legacy, but he was also fully aware that the Seven Chapters of Refining the Spirit required the aid of the Divine Herb.

What is this person's background? And what is his connection with Xuan Yizi?

What's more troublesome is that now that he's set his sights on me, he probably won't give up easily.

The trade fair lasted for another hour.

Qingyouzi used several magic treasures and materials he obtained from Xuanyi Cave that he could not use to exchange for two bottles of "Condensing Essence Pills" to aid cultivation and a "Void Crystal Stone". The latter is a core material for refining high-level storage magic treasures and is quite rare.

The trade fair ended at noon.

People gradually left the scene.

When Qingyouzi got up, Mr. Mo had already disappeared.

He stepped out of Juxian Pavilion. The sun was shining brightly, and the streets were bustling with people.

Inside the storage bag, the Divine Herb and the treasures obtained in exchange were safely stored.

Qingyouzi looked up at the sky and squinted.

Mr. Mo...

Is it an opportunity or a trap?

He slowly walked into the crowd, his figure gradually disappearing from sight.

The fingers hidden in the sleeve quietly clenched.

anyway.

He was determined to get the Demon Spirit Stone.

As for that book, *Yi Xuan Zhen Jie*...

It remains to be seen how much Mr. Mo is willing to pay.

[The author suffered from hypoglycemia and slept for a long time, only waking up this afternoon. There wasn't time to write anything, so I can only post the remaining two chapters. I hope you can understand.]