Cultivating immortality through titles, without bottlenecks.

"Yang Tieshou Xi Ye? It's actually Master Xi in person! My apologies for not recognizing you!"

Even Yin Ruoxia on stage offered her compliments.

Wei Zhong was extremely surprised and secretly asked his master:

"Master, is this person a titled cultivator?"

Lin Qingyuan shook his head:

"No, this person is neither a titled cultivator nor a Foundation Establishment expert. His cultivation is only at the ninth level of Qi Refining. The reason he has such a reputation is entirely due to his character."

"As a rogue weapon crafter, he is upright, honest, and charitable... He also has an extraordinary skill in weapon crafting, which is why he is respectfully called 'Yang Iron Hand' by rogue cultivators."

"If you ever come across good materials but can't find a suitable weapon refiner, go find this person."

Wei Zhong nodded, keeping these words in mind.

"The previous fellow Daoist's 'Azure Wave Chant' had many flaws. I wonder if Master Xi has any fine treasures that we could see?"

Since the host of the exchange meeting had extended an invitation, Xi Ye naturally had no reason to refuse.

He went up on stage and took out a bell that was about half the size of a baby's fist.

The bell is shaped like an inverted bell, and is entirely bluish-gray. Its surface has no complicated spiritual patterns, only a few string patterns, and it looks unremarkable.

However, this item is Xi Ye's prized possession, so it couldn't possibly be an ordinary magical artifact.

"A near-second-tier magical artifact, the Heart-Protecting Bell."

"It is made of 'Tranquil Jade' as its base, wrapped with a layer of 'Soul-Protecting Crystal' fragments, and forged by this sect for a full thirty-six days of hammering and carving."

"It has the ability to passively defend against first-tier mental attacks, and can also withstand a second-tier attack. However, the artifact will be destroyed afterward and cannot be repaired."

"A near-second-tier magical artifact, and a special type of mental protection at that!"

The moment this heart-protecting bell was brought out, it shocked all the cultivators present.

Especially those Qi Refining cultivators, they don't even have many first-grade high-quality magic weapons in their pockets, let alone near-second-grade magic weapons.

Especially this ability to protect one's mind is truly rare.

Qi cultivators possess some spiritual power, but can only form a weak spiritual consciousness.

Introspection is useful, but it's difficult to project one's spiritual awareness outwards.

This results in ordinary Qi cultivation having no means of mental attack; even if they do, it is only supplemented by sonic spells or magical artifacts.

Because such attack methods are rare, corresponding protective measures are also scarce.

But this does not mean that these types of attacks are weak; on the contrary, they are ridiculously strong.

When necessary, hard-controlling the same level can completely reverse the battle situation and lay the foundation for victory.

"Master!"

Lin Qingyuan turned around:

"What, you want it? This heart-protecting bell won't be cheap."

Upon witnessing the appearance of the treasure, not only Wei Zhong was tempted, but the other cultivators also couldn't help but speak up:

"Master Xi, what treasure can I exchange for this?"

"Yes, Master, please stop keeping us in suspense..."

"..."

Xi Ye on the stage was not in a hurry to applaud the crowd of cultivators.

Instead, she smiled slightly:

"My offer is inappropriate; it would be better if you all bid privately."

"Let's see what price you can offer, and I will choose the best to exchange."

Upon hearing this, many rogue cultivators looked disappointed. In terms of bidding, how could these peasants possibly compete with the real "rich kids"?

After discussing it with Lin Qingyuan, Wei Zhong also quoted his price.

The cultivators also transmitted their thoughts, and Xi Ye on the stage nodded repeatedly, seemingly considering the matter.

Finally, he waved his sleeve:

"The bidding is complete. Please join me for the private transaction later."

Xi Ye was indeed quite shrewd. He not only kept the bidders' prices secret, but also concealed their identities, thus reducing the risk of the latter being intercepted and robbed of their treasures later.

After Xi Ye stepped down from the stage, another person went up and left.

"A superior-grade talisman..."

The stage was filled with a dazzling array of treasures, which dazzled Wei Zhong.

Unfortunately, there weren't many things that interested Wei Zhong, and even those that did, he couldn't afford the price.

The exchange fair is called an exchange fair because it involves bartering, and there is almost no trading of spirit stones.

Even though Wei Zhong had a considerable amount of spirit stones, he still had very few, or rather, none, truly rare treasures.

After the exchange, Wei Zhong didn't get a single treasure.

"They've really come to broaden their horizons!"

Recalling Lin Qingyuan's words, Wei Zhong shook his head and sighed.

Yin Ruoxia glanced around:

"Are there any fellow cultivators who possess treasures they wish to exchange?"

After calling out three times without response, the other person stepped back and bowed slightly.

"This exchange meeting has come to a successful conclusion. Thank you all for your participation!"

Then, with a serious expression, dozens of tiny jade slips appeared in his hand.

With a flick of his wrist, the jade slip flew out like a sword and landed in everyone's palms.

Wei Zhong curiously pressed the jade slip to his forehead and saw eight characters:

"A demonic calamity is imminent; the Medicine King is in peril!"

Wei Zhong's heart skipped a beat. He turned to look at his master, but could not see his face. However, he could guess the changes in the latter's emotions.

He immediately stood up and grabbed Wei Zhong's sleeve:

"Let's go, let's go right now!"

Wei Zhong was still wondering when he saw the cultivators from all sides also leave the scene.

The crowd filed out and quickly left. Wei Zhong and his companion had only walked a few alleys when a crimson sun appeared on the horizon.

A huge fireball was seen shooting down from the horizon, crashing straight into the small courtyard where the group had just gathered.

"Who are you, you wicked sorcerer, daring to spread your heretical teachings and mislead the masses?"

"They came so fast!"

Wei Zhong secretly praised his master's wisdom; otherwise, if they had been a step later, the two of them would have been bathing in that fireball.

"That Medicine King Sect is really cunning, actually sending someone to participate in such a small exchange meeting."

Some neighbors couldn't help but complain, seemingly frightened by the Medicine King Sect's behavior.

Wei Zhong turned around and saw that the person was none other than Yang Tieshou Xi Ye.

The latter started cursing and swearing, completely losing his previous air of superiority.

"Haha, fellow Daoist, what are you saying? I was merely stating the facts to warn you all. How can you call it spreading heresy?"

As the red dress pierced through the fireball, Yin Ruoxia calmly stepped out, her clothes spotless, even the numerous hair ornaments on her head perfectly in place.

The spiritual pressure was overwhelming, captivating the mind and spirit.

Xi Ye's eyes widened:

"Well done, old man. A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator is actually presiding over an exchange meeting for us Qi Refining cultivators."

Before the words were even finished, a battle of foundation-building techniques had already begun on the horizon.

The aftershocks of the spell spread outwards, destroying countless courtyards and reaching towards Wei Zhong and the others.

The speed was so fast that Wei Zhong didn't even have time to react.

Fortunately, Lin Qingyuan was there and scooped Wei Zhong up, also grabbing Xi Ye who was not far away.

The Qingfeng Sword landed at their toes, and the three of them transformed into a gust of wind and quickly disappeared from the scene.

A wave of fire swept up behind them, and they couldn't catch up.

Once they were free from the core of the battle, Lin Qingyuan finally put the two down.

Looking at the terrifying battle scene in the distance, Xi Ye felt a chill run down his spine and immediately cupped his hands in greeting:

"Many thanks to this fellow Daoist for his help. I am extremely grateful."

Lin Qingyuan didn't react much, but glanced at Wei Zhong with his head turned to the side.

The latter immediately understood and said with a smile:

"Young friend, you are a man of exceptional talent. I have crafted a pair of these Heart-Protecting Bells; I will gladly present this second one to you!"