"Foolish!"
"You fool!"
"Why did you agree without permission? Once we return, let’s see how you’ll explain yourself to the Ancestor!"
Chen Mingxue was so anxious that he kept rubbing his hands and chattering to Zhao Sheng with a look of heartache.
"I have my own plans. I’ll handle Fei Hong Ancestor personally." Zhao Sheng glanced at him and, after speaking, walked towards a street stall.
Although Chen Mingxue meant well, he wasn’t aware of the situation and didn’t understand Fengfengzi’s might at all.
Back then, this person dismembered a Half-Immortal of the Void with a single move.
If Fengfengzi wanted, he could kill everyone on this street in a flash and ensure you’d die in confusion, with no idea what happened.
"You... you... wait for me!"
Watching his retreating back, Chen Mingxue’s lips quivered with anger. He stomped his foot fiercely and hurried after him.
Shortly after, Zhao Sheng halted at a stall. He pointed to a blueish piece of crystal iron on the stall and asked, "How is this Deep Space Thunder Iron traded?"
The stall owner replied, "Seven grains of Space-Time Sand or equivalent top-grade spiritual stones."
The stall owner was a brawny giant, whose upper body was taller than an average person even while sitting on the ground.
Zhao Sheng calmly said, "Too high! I’ll take it for three top-grade spiritual stones."
"Deal!" The stall owner agreed more readily than expected, surprising Zhao Sheng.
Feeling that he had made a profit, Zhao Sheng immediately placed three top-grade spiritual stones on the stall before taking away the Deep Space Thunder Iron.
In fact, the stall owner also thought he had profited because Deep Space Cold Iron was abundant in his world and not worth three top-grade spiritual stones at all.
Perhaps this is the charm of trading across the heavens!
Sometimes an item worthless to you might be incredibly valuable to someone else.
After the transaction, Zhao Sheng didn’t leave but started chatting with the stall owner: "I am Bai Mei. May I know how to address you, Taoist friend?"
"I am Sha Jiutong." The stall owner raised his head, revealing an unusually flat, pallid face with crude features looking as if drawn with a crayon, appearing both ical and eerie.
Looking at this bizarre face, Zhao Sheng remained posed and continued, "Taoist Sha, have you also received an invitation from Senior Fengfengzi?"
Sha Jiutong chuckled, "Young friend, no need to beat around the bush. It’s fine to tell you. Not only I but most people on this street have received an invitation from Senior Feng."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng was slightly surprised, not expecting Fengfengzi to have such major plans.
"Just how many people has Fengfengzi invited?"
With this thought, Zhao Sheng asked a few more questions.
Sha Jiutong was unexpectedly easygoing, readily answering all his questions.
As Zhao Sheng got up to leave, Sha Jiutong finally expressed his intention: "I find you pleasing. How about traveling together on the journey?"
Zhao Sheng’s heart stirred, and he smiled, "I couldn’t ask for more, but besides me, Taoist Sha, have you invited anyone else?"
"Good question! Besides us two, three other friends have also agreed to travel together."
Zhao Sheng nodded thoughtfully, "Five people is just right to form a team. Any more might make things chaotic."
"Hehe! I thought the same."
"Let’s settle it then, Taoist Sha. Until next time!" Zhao Sheng cupped his hands to Sha Jiutong and then left.
For the next hour, Zhao Sheng walked through most of the street, visiting dozens of stalls, asking the same questions.
Although not everyone was as ’honest’ as Sha Jiutong, he pieced together part of the truth from his inquiries.
It turned out Sha Jiutong wasn’t lying.
Fengfengzi had been conducting Dharma transmissions and teachings here for years, inviting many and promising generous rewards.
The recruitment order was just one of the rewards; others included Magical Treasure Talismans, Divine Skills and True Techniques, elixirs, Heaven and Earth Strange Objects, and various treasures.
In short, the scale of his efforts far exceeded Zhao Sheng’s expectations.
Zhao Sheng spent half a day on the long street until the space-time repulsion grew rapidly stronger, bringing Chen Mingxue back ’offline.’
...
After a whirlwind, the Pale Vortex vanished instantly.
Open eyes!
A dim, enormous tree hollow appeared before him.
Zhao Sheng looked around and immediately saw Chen Mingxue nearby, whose eyes quickly dimmed down, being indifferent and blank again.
His whole body became like a wooden figure, frozen on the spot, with countless dark blue vein-like lines bulging under his exposed skin, writhing incessantly like living creatures.
He looked up and saw Fei Hong Ancestor, seated on a cushion, slowly open his eyes, gazing sharply at him.
"Phew~ Burial Immortal Ruins are indeed mysterious and unpredictable. I never imagined such mystical spiritual realms exist among the Universe Worlds. It’s a pity the Parasitic Technique doesn’t work here. Otherwise, I’d personally... hmm!"
Fei Hong Ancestor first marveled, then wore a regretful expression, and finally pondered, "This Fengfengzi... unfathomable! Surely an Upper Realm Great Ability without a doubt. You’ve done well, Xi’er. We must not offend this person!"
"Thank you, Ancestor, for understanding! I witnessed with my own eyes how Senior Fengfengzi killed a Half-Immortal of the Void in an instant. Therefore, when he extended the invitation, I couldn’t refuse and had to agree."
"Sss! Is this true?!"
"Absolutely true!"
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