Trading the heavens starting from immortality

Cultivators at the Divine Power Realm possess magical power, capable of spewing water and fire, traversing the air, manipulating lightning, and killing with flying swords... Their abilities are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, making them virtually indistinguishable from "immortals" in the eyes of mortals. Such powerful individuals are also true disciples of immortal sects.

Even a master at the tenth level of the Divine Transformation Realm would find it difficult to withstand the power of a single strike from a divine ability. Not long ago, the "White Sea Zen," a master at the Divine Transformation Realm, was easily killed by his eldest daughter with a single "Purple Lightning Yin Thunder Blade." If his body hadn't fallen into the Dragon Abyss River, the Yellow Springs Diagram and the Nine Aperture Golden Pill would have already fallen into the Fang family's hands—what a pity!

"Father, after becoming a true disciple of the Feathered Ascension Sect, the sect leader granted me an independent mountain palace. I have another purpose for returning home this time: to bring a group of loyal servants to help clean the palace, tend the fire, examine the pills, take care of the flowers and plants, and feed the spirit beasts."

A woman like a dragon maiden from the deep sea or a fairy from the moon palace.

"That's alright, you can choose any loyal servant you like," Fang Zetao said with satisfaction.

Although he was at the Divine Transformation Realm, he was advanced in years, his vital energy was declining, and there was no hope of breaking through to the Divine Power Realm. However, his eldest daughter had broken through to the Divine Power Realm, and her status in the Feathered Ascension Sect had surpassed that of her ancestors; even the royal family had to make every effort to win her over. If his guess was correct, the imperial decree would probably arrive soon.

Just then, the eldest daughter of this extraordinary talent said, "Elder Tianxing of the sect has given me a few spots as an outer disciple, and I will also bring a few disciples from my family with me this time."

"Slots for outer sect disciples!"

Fang Zetao looked surprised.

It should be noted that even the Fang family's ancestor was merely an outer disciple of the Feathered Ascension Sect.

"Could it be that the Fang family will prosper in Qingxue's generation?"

Fang Zetao thought to himself.

Obviously, there is no doubt about it!

"Your Excellency, Miss, the imperial decree conferring upon you the title of Princess has arrived!" A voice came from outside the door.

"I understand. Let the imperial edict wait," Fang Qingxue said indifferently, not taking the emperor's edict to heart.

From entering the Feathered Gate to reaching her current level of cultivation, she has fought against countless powerful beings along the way and witnessed the vastness of the world. The power struggles of the secular world are nothing to Fang Qingxue.

"Qingxue, isn't this... a bit inappropriate?!"

Fang Zetao hesitated for a moment.

"It's alright. I prefer quiet to noise. I don't want to get involved in worldly affairs. Father can handle the matter of the imperial decree himself. I will stay at home for a few days and give some pointers to the promising disciples in the family. As for you, Father, don't be greedy for power. Cultivate yourself more, and you may have a chance to break through to the Divine Realm. As for the servants, I'll leave the matter to you, Father."

At night, Fang Qingxue did not sleep, but sat by the window with her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"We haven't seen Bai Haichan for over a month. Could it be that after being severely injured, he took the Nine Aperture Golden Pill and escaped? What a pity!"

The realm of supernatural powers is divided into several levels, including: magical power, true qi, primordial energy, yin and yang, heaven and man, unity, and golden elixir.

Her cultivation has now reached the peak of the third level of the Divine Power Realm, the Yuan Gang Realm, and she is just one step away from entering the fourth level of the Divine Power Realm, the Yin Yang Realm. If she can obtain and refine the Dragon Subduing Yellow Springs Diagram, Fang Qingxue is confident that she can use the power of the divine diagram to break through to the fifth level of the Divine Power Realm, the Heavenly Human Realm, and even further condense the Divine Power Seed.

Unfortunately, Bai Haichan's whereabouts are unknown, and the Nine-Aperture Golden Elixir and the Dragon Subduing in the Yellow Springs Diagram also disappeared.

Her plan has completely fallen through!

Fang Han was unaware of all of this.

"By now, Fang Qingxue has most likely obtained the 'Subduing Dragon in the Yellow Springs Diagram' and the Nine-Aperture Golden Pill!"

Fang Han speculated.

Now that he is not involved and has lost his goal, he can hardly predict what the Creation Immortal King's avatar will do.

Now, what interests him most is the identity of the new members.

Regarding the identities of the three individuals—[The Little Chef Who Loves to Cook], [The Down-on-His-Luck Member of the Han Imperial Clan], and [The Gentleman Sword of Mount Hua]—Fang Han had only a vague idea about [The Gentleman Sword of Mount Hua]. He was completely unaware of the identities of the other two.

The Multiverse Trading Group has no ability to determine which world its members come from.

They were simply responsible for recruiting people.

Clearly, these three newcomers all used the same "alias ID" format as I do.

......

Let's rewind a moment.

All the heavens, the world of the Condor Heroes.

Zhangjiakou during the Southern Song Dynasty.

Zhangjiakou is a north-south passageway and a place for the distribution of furs in the northern frontier, with a dense population.

In front of a large hotel, two waiters are scolding a ragged, thin boy.

The boy was about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a tattered black leather hat. His face and hands were covered in coal, obscuring his features, except for his bright, dark eyes. He held a steamed bun in his hand and didn't get angry at the shopkeeper's scolding. Instead, he chuckled, his two rows of bright white teeth somewhat incongruous with his demeanor.

Seeing that the two shop assistants told her to put down the buns, the girl had no choice but to do so. If she hadn't been penniless and starving, she wouldn't have taken someone else's buns.

She wouldn't have sneaked out if she wasn't so incredibly bored!

Just then, a completely emotionless voice suddenly rang in his mind.

"Ding, a qualified group member has been detected. Do you wish to join the All-Heavens Trading Group? 10, 9, 8..."

"What's that sound!"

The voice came from his own mind, startling the boy.

After his big eyes darted around and he thought about it carefully, he immediately agreed.

This unexpected event piqued the boy's interest.

"These meat buns, anyone who wants them can have them~ Hehehe!"

The boy tossed the meat bun aside, and before the two waiters could make a move, he vanished into the distance in a flash, clearly possessing martial arts skills.

"What impressive agility."

Another kind-looking young man dressed in sable fur came out and happened to see this scene, so he couldn't help but sigh in admiration. But a strange sense of melancholy suddenly welled up in his heart, as if something had left him.

The world of Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Emperor Ling was incompetent, and refugees rose up everywhere. Zhang Jiao of the Way of Peace obtained three volumes of the "Essential Techniques of Great Peace" from the immortal Nan Hua. After mastering the technique, he widely distributed talismanic water, calling himself the "Great Teacher of Virtue," and won the hearts of the refugees. He spread rumors that "the Azure Heaven is dead, the Yellow Heaven shall rise; in the year of Jiazi, great fortune will come to the world." He wanted to use the hearts of the refugees to seize the world.

In a short time, the Yellow Turban Rebellion grew in strength and swept across the land. The eight provinces of Qing, You, Xu, Ji, Jing, Yang, Yan, and Yu were all invaded by the Yellow Turbans.

In Youzhou, Prefect Liu Yan issued a proclamation to recruit a righteous army. When the proclamation reached Zhuo County, it caught the attention of one man. This man had an extraordinary appearance; he looked to be in his twenties, with a face like jade and ears that reached his shoulders. He was a descendant of Liu Sheng, the Prince of Zhongshan, and his given name was Liu Bei, courtesy name Xuande.

Upon seeing the notice, Liu Bei couldn't help but sigh deeply.

At that moment, an unfamiliar voice appeared in his mind: "Ding, a qualified group member has been detected. Do you wish to join the All-Heavens Trading Group? 10, 9, 8..."

Although "Confucius did not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits," Liu Bei was still uneasy about things that were beyond his comprehension.

"join in."

Seemingly having thought of something, Liu Bei did not hesitate.

The world of "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer".

Yu Canghai, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect, coveted the "Evil-Repelling Sword Manual" of the Lin family of the Fuwei Escort Agency. He sent men to attack the Fuwei Escort Agency, almost wiping out the entire family. Only Lin Pingzhi, the son of Lin Zhennan, escaped with his life.

At this time, Yue Buqun, the leader of the Huashan Sect, also set his sights on the "Evil-Repelling Sword Manual" in order to revitalize the Huashan Sect. He rescued Lin Pingzhi from the hands of "Northern Camel" Mu Gaofeng, and Lin Pingzhi took the opportunity to become the master of the Huashan Sect leader, hoping to use Yue Buqun's help to rescue his parents from the Qingcheng Sect.

"Once I rescue Mr. and Mrs. Lin Zhennan, I can then ask them to let me see the 'Evil-Repelling Sword Manual,' and I'm sure they won't refuse."

Yue Buqun thought to himself.

Although he was over sixty years old, he possessed profound internal strength. Dressed in a blue robe, with a handsome face, he looked like he was only forty.

"Ding, a qualified group member has been detected. Do you wish to join the All-Heavens Trading Group? 10, 9, 8..."

Just then, a strange voice devoid of any emotion suddenly rang in his mind, leaving Yue Buqun with a look of surprise and uncertainty.