Even if it was available, with the status of Xie Jiang and the other three, it would be impossible for them to trade for it.
A Tier Three Treasure.
Usually, only Golden Core Masters were qualified to trade for them.
’Forget it. I’ll have the four of them ask around discreetly within the Sect for now.’
Li Chang’an had Xie Jiang return to the Sect and controlled them to make discreet inquiries.
During this ti, he had originally planned to lure Yuan Shan out of the Cyan Cloud Sect and plant a Wood Seed in him as well.
However, Yuan Shan had gone into seclusion after the last attack, seemingly intending to break through to the Late Stage of Foundation Establishnt.
He had yet to erge.
...
「A few days later.」
Li Chang’an went to the Black Market.
He entered a private room and t with Zhao Ming of the Demon Sect as usual.
"Daoist Li, here are the ten thousand Souls you wanted!"
Spiritual Light flashed in Zhao Ming’s hand, and the familiar Small Bronze Cauldron appeared.
Inside the cauldron were still densely packed Souls.
Over the years, the two had traded many tis.
Zhao Ming always managed to bring several thousand to ten thousand Souls each ti. He was reliable, but he was demanding more and more Spirit Stones.
This ti, he asked for a full two hundred thousand Low Grade Spirit Stones!
What normal Foundation Establishnt Cultivator could possibly produce so many Spirit Stones?
Only soone as wealthy as Li Chang’an could afford these repeated transactions.
He took out the Venerable Soul Banner and absorbed the Souls from the Small Bronze Cauldron.
At this point, the Venerable Soul Banner now contained a total of one hundred and forty thousand Souls!
As far as the eye could see, they were a dense, countless mass, like a scene from Purgatory.
So of the Souls had gone mad, but most were still lucid.
As a result, the world inside the Soul Banner was gradually dividing into distinct factions.
The leader of each faction wanted to beco the Main Soul to ensure their own survival.
’As expected, wherever there are people, there will be conflict. These guys are still fighting amongst themselves even when they’re nothing but Souls.’
Li Chang’an thought to himself.
He did not stop the struggles within the Soul Banner.
Inside the Soul Banner, even if a Soul dissipated, its power would not vanish; it would simply beco part of the banner’s foundation.
Just then, the Artifact Spirit sent a ssage.
"Master, we’re short... short ten thousand Souls, then... then the Evil Soul can possess the power of a Fake Pill."
"Only ten thousand left?"
Li Chang’an was delighted. The progress was faster than he had expected.
As long as nothing unexpected happened, Zhao Ming would be able to bring him another ten thousand Souls within a year at most.
But the Venerable Soul Banner had not yet been promoted to Tier Three, which was a major problem.
"Daoist Zhao, I need a Treasure called the ’Ghost Soul Lotus.’ Do you think you can get it for ?"
Li Chang’an put away the Venerable Soul Banner and asked Zhao Ming.
"If you can get it, I will reward you handsoly!"
"Ghost Soul Lotus..."
Zhao Ming frowned slightly and pondered for a mont.
"Within my Sect, a few Golden Core Old Demons have the Ghost Soul Lotus, but they are capricious and unpredictable. I really don’t dare to trade with them."
"Daoist Zhao, are there no other ways?"
"Daoist Li, I’ll do my best to ask around for you."
Zhao Ming made no promises, his tone laced with uncertainty.
After chatting for a mont, he suddenly brought up another matter.
"Daoist Li, a Golden Core Old Demon from my Sect will be coming to the Southern Domain Cultivation Realm to establish a Sub-Sect nearby."
Hearing this, Li Chang’an was stunned.
’The Demon Sect is actually coming?’
The war between the Three Great Sects was not yet over. If the Demon Sect got involved now, the entire Southern Domain Cultivation Immortality Realm would only beco more chaotic.
"Daoist Li, the na for this Sub-Sect has been tentatively set as the ’Yin Soul Sect.’ Are you interested in joining? I think you would be a great fit for the Demon Sect."
"No, I prefer being a Loose Cultivator."
Li Chang’an imdiately refused.
After a while, he left the private room and began Treasure Hunting in the Black Market with his Stone Eye.
...
Not long after he left, a short, scrawny figure walked into the private room.
This person looked unremarkable, but his aura had reached the Foundation Establishnt Peak.
Zhao Ming’s expression changed slightly, and he imdiately adopted a respectful posture.
"Wu Protector!"
"Mm."
The man nodded slightly, his expression icy.
"Zhao Ming, the man who just left, his na is Li Fan?"
"Reporting to the Protector, yes, that was him."
"You’ve been buying up Souls in the Sect on a large scale all these years just to sell them to him at a markup?"
Hearing this, a chill ran down Zhao Ming’s spine.
He explained, "I only sold so to him. I used the rest as offerings to the Demonic path seniors."
"How many did you sell in total?"
"In total... probably thirty or forty thousand."
Zhao Ming was nervous, daring only to state less than half the actual number.
"Thirty or forty thousand? It seems the Main Soul in that Li Fan’s Soul Banner should be stronger than the Foundation Establishnt Peak. He’s a decent talent. We can make him an Elder in our Yin Soul Sect."
"Wu Protector, Li Fan is a free spirit by nature and doesn’t want to be bound by a Sect."
"Hehe, that’s not up to him!"
The man sneered, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
...
anwhile,
Li Chang’an had found a Tier Two Treasure and was about to leave the Black Market.
Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in his line of sight.
The man was young, clad in silver-white Armor, and exuded a sharp aura. It was none other than the Golden Core Seed of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
Nie Wushuang!
He made no effort to hide his identity, entering the Black Market with his real face and finding a Tribulation Cultivator organization that specialized in gathering information.
This Tribulation Cultivator organization happened to be the one founded by Luo Baitong.
Although Luo Baitong had suffered Foundation Establishnt Failure, one of his descendants had beco a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator. His status in the Black Market had not declined but had instead risen significantly. His channels for obtaining information had greatly improved, and now he was truly a Master of All Things.
Not long after,
Nie Wushuang departed, leaving the Black Market without a backward glance.
Li Chang’an watched his retreating back and had the urge to make a move, but he didn’t act.
He knew very well that the reason Nie Wushuang dared to be so arrogant and brazen, not even bothering to hide his true appearance, was because his Grandmaster Golden Core was nearby!
If any Tribulation Cultivators targeted him, the consequences would be tragic.
’Having a Grandmaster Golden Core certainly makes the path of cultivation much smoother.’
Li Chang’an sighed with emotion.
But he didn’t need a Grandmaster Golden Core, because he would soon be nurturing his own Tier Three Power.
After a while, Li Chang’an found Luo Baitong.
"Daoist Luo, what did that Nie Wushuang ask you about?"
"He asked about a person."
"What person?"
"Li Chang’an of Changqing Mountain!"
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