Six Realms Immortal Emperor

"How about it? Even if you don't help, I can still kill that old thief Cen Yang!" Xu Jingtian said triumphantly to the Three Saints of the Soul Separation.

"Hmph, your cultivation level is about the same as his, and your spiritual power is several times that of his. Plus, you have a helper, and you still almost lost. I'm really ashamed of you. If it weren't for the power of my magic weapon, who knows who would have had the last laugh!" The Three Saints of Separation of Souls didn't speak much, but when they did, they gave Xu Jingtian a thorough dressing down.

"Hehehe, you're right, old man. If you were willing to help, I would have killed him long ago, and things wouldn't have come to this," Xu Jingtian said with a wry smile. As long as the Three Saints of Soul Separation were willing to speak, that was a good thing; there would always be a chance for them to guide him in improving his cultivation level.

However, Xu Jingtian's joy was short-lived. The Three Saints of the Soul Separation said a few words, then fell silent again after scolding him.

The two communicated through spiritual connection, very quickly, in just a moment. Dongfang Sixing neither heard nor noticed anything amiss. He got up, grabbed a sharp blade, and stabbed at Daoist Cen Yang repeatedly, dozens of times, before finally venting his anger.

"Go to hell!"

Looking at Master Cen Yang again, he was dead beyond dead. His skin was covered in holes pierced by sharp blades, with black blood gushing out and emitting a foul stench. The poison on the blades had corroded his flesh.

Dongfang Sixing then stopped, tossing the sharp blade aside and plopping down on the ground, panting heavily. His cultivation level was far inferior to that of Daoist Cen Yang, and he had fought for the longest time. As soon as the pressure was relieved, he immediately felt exhausted and weak.

"Thanks to you today! Otherwise..."

Xu Jingtian, having just recovered from his shock, nodded and said, "Yeah, that was close! We both almost lost our lives!"

"Why did you suddenly come here?"

"Alas, it's a long story!" Xu Jingtian said with a wry smile, "But now I'm just like you, all alone. Ochi kicked me out!" He had run into bad luck today, encountering several dangerous situations in one day.

Dongfang Sixing was a little confused. Since Xu Jingtian was unwilling to say more, he was too embarrassed to ask further. He could only comfort him by saying, "Oh, in my opinion, it's a good thing. Haven't you seen Qu Feixiong and Lu Yikuang? They live a carefree life without anyone to control them."

Xu Jingtian let out a breath and smiled contentedly, "Yes, I feel much more at ease now."

With a gurgling sound, under the corrosive influence of the venom, while the two were talking, Master Cen Yang's clothes disappeared, and his corpse turned into a pool of black blood, emitting a foul stench.

"What...what should we do?" Looking at Master Cen Yang's corpse, Dongfang Sixing was at a loss.

Xu Jingtian covered his nose and said, "What are you afraid of? If the sect investigates, we'll just insist that Daoist Cen Yang was greedy and wanted to kill us for money. If the two of us don't fight back, he'll kill us. The Brahma Sect also has its rules; they can't just be unreasonable."

In fact, Xu Jingtian had already considered this before killing them. In the cultivation world, everything is based on strength. Since they had shown that they had the strength to kill Daoist Cen Yang, the Brahma Sect would not be foolish enough to stand on the side of the dead and kill the two of them. In fact, they would likely pay more attention to them.

Judging from this, Daoist Cenyang cannot be allowed to live and must be eliminated.

"What should we do with these?" Dongfang Sixing asked, frowning and pointing to a pool of blood on the ground.

The poison on the blade was so potent that Xu Jingtian couldn't help but recall his first visit to the Brahma Sect, when he had sprinkled poison on the corpses of the two gray-clad men on the way. Today's situation was somewhat similar to that time, suggesting that the demonic path's style was to meticulously destroy evidence.

Xu Jingtian picked up the sharp blade, gently wiped away the blood, and said thoughtfully, "That's easy. Your Wuji Peak is so big, just find a secluded spot, dig a hole, and bury it!"

Dongfang Sixing chimed in, "That's one way, and we'll have to do it this way. But what if the other disciples ask about Daoist Cen Yang?"

Xu Jingtian smiled slightly and said, "That's easy. Just say he went down the mountain. Someone like Daoist Cen Yang, with such a wicked heart, must have offended many people. It's quite normal for him to be secretly killed."

Dongfang Sixing slapped his forehead and said happily, "Oh dear, how could I forget about that? Daoist Cen Yang often goes down the mountain to the nearby Wanhe Valley, and he stays there for a month or two at a time. If I say that, it certainly won't arouse suspicion."

Xu Jingtian frowned and asked doubtfully, "Where is Wanhe Valley?"

Dongfang Sixing smiled and explained, "You've been staying in the Wan Dan Pavilion for too long and haven't interacted with many people, so you don't even know this. Wan He Valley is a secluded valley a hundred miles away from the Brahma Sect, where small trading fairs are often held. You can buy all sorts of things there, flying swords, magic weapons, pills, and so on. Disciples from the sect often go there to buy things they need for cultivation. They can also bring out their treasures and barter for what they want."

"Oh, there's such a place! They even sell cultivation techniques there?" Xu Jingtian's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. In the secular world, buying and selling are normal, and transactions can be conducted using currency. He never expected that such a thing would exist in the cultivation world as well. It seems that as long as there is demand, all sorts of transactions will arise.

Dongfang Sixing nodded confidently and said, "Of course, anything related to cultivation can be found inside."

"So, you've been there?" Xu Jingtian asked with great envy.

Dongfang Sixing glanced at the corpse of Daoist Cen Yang on the ground, spat, and then said, "I heard that bastard Cen Yang went there several times, each time to buy some soaking medicine."

"Oh, I wonder if the transactions there are safe? Will there be any scams, fraud, or extortion?" Xu Jingtian wasn't interested in flying swords or magical artifacts, but he was somewhat interested in the incantations for cultivating spells. He used to have Yue Zhi to guide his cultivation, but now he had to rely on himself. If he could buy higher-level cultivation spells, it should greatly help his advancement in cultivation.

Seeing his interest, Dongfang Sixing smiled and said, "Safety is definitely the top priority. If even that can't be guaranteed, who would dare to trade there? There are also forces in Wanhe Valley that are dedicated to maintaining order. They have long established many trading rules that are accepted by everyone, and everyone who goes there to trade must abide by them. After all, people who go there are there to buy the items they want."

"Oh, in that case, that's a good place. You must take me there sometime," Xu Jingtian said, his heart already longing to go.

Dongfang Sixing scoffed and said, "You don't know? Not just anyone can go to this trade fair. There's a rule that everyone who enters must hand over a Spirit-Stabilizing Pill. To put it bluntly, you have to give one pill to the Wanhe Valley management to qualify for the trade fair. Ordinary outer disciples don't have any extra pills to squander there. But you don't need to worry. You won first place in the trial, which means you'll get ten Spirit-Stabilizing Pills and three Five Elements Blood Coagulation Pills."

Xu Jingtian, somewhat embarrassed, said, "My reward was already stolen by that old man Ochi. Don't you still have a pill?"

Dongfang Sixing pointed to the ground and said irritably, "Mine? It's with that old dog Cen Yang!" His reward had been snatched away by Daoist Cen Yang and put into his storage bag, which then turned into a pool of blood.

Xu Jingtian chuckled and cursed, "Oh, so all that hard work we did in the trials just benefited these two old guys!"

Dongfang Sixing nodded in agreement, and then the two exchanged a knowing smile.