(Third update!)
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"I'm already very lucky to have gotten one Heavenly Treasure offensive divine soul weapon. How can I get another one?" Jian Wushuang smiled. "Forget it. I'll figure it out myself since I can't exchange for it."
Jian Wushuang stood up and walked out of the Star Picking Pavilion.
"Take care, Master." The Black Chief sent Jian Wushuang off.
After Jian Wushuang left the Star Picking Pavilion, the black-robed deacon immediately went to the bald man.
The bald man was one of the three Golden Chiefs of the Star Picking Pavilion who had some disputes with San Shouwang.
"Master, the Northern Darkstar Territorial Lord has left," reported the Black Chief respectfully.
"What did he do at your place?" asked the bald man.
"He used 22.5 million Primordial Stones to buy nine Heavenly Treasure Infernal Crimson Divine Swords. He probably wanted to use them to perform the Transmigration Sword Formation. He also wanted to exchange Primordial Stones for Divine Elixir Pills, but I didn't give it to him," said the Black Chief.
"Hmph, he's only an Earth Ultimate God and needs nine Heavenly Treasure Infernal Crimson Divine Swords to perform the Transmigration Sword Formation? He's really rich. "The bald man sneered.
"That's right. After all, he was lucky enough to obtain a Heavenly Treasure Soul Offensive Divine Weapon and sold it for a total of 100 million Primordial Stones at the auction. In addition to the Heavenly Treasure Defensive Armor sold at the same time, his total financial resources are about 120 million Primordial Stones. Even if he used 40 million to buy the Transmigration Sword Formation, he still has a lot left which is enough for him to squander.
The bald man pondered for a moment and stood up. "I'm going out for a while. If the other Golden Chief or the other two Golden Chief ask about me, you can find an excuse to get rid of them."
The Black Chief's expression changed and said, "Master, the Star Picking Pavilion's rules don't allow us to have designs on our guests."
"What designs do I have? It's just a personal grudge between us. Don't I have the right to settle my personal grudge? "The bald man growled.
The Black Chief frowned but dared not say more.
Soon, the bald man left the Star Picking Pavilion and chased after Jian Wushuang.
In the boundless void, Jian Wushuang was still dressed in a golden robe and carrying a long sword on his back as he moved slowly.
He muttered to himself, "The Primordial Stone is of no use to me now. If I want to rely on devouring divine powers to improve my cultivation, I can only find a way to obtain a Divine Elixir Pill. Unfortunately, the Star Picking Pavilion won't exchange it for me."
Jian Wushuang also felt helpless.
Although he had bought a lot of treasures, he still had a lot of Primordial Stones left.
However, those Primordial Stones were not of much use to him.
According to the black-robed deacon, he could sell the Star Picking Pavilion with other special treasures in the form of Divine Pills. However, he did not have any suitable treasures with him at the moment.
He had many treasures on him, and many of them were shockingly valuable.
As for the Stately Painting, it was needless to say.
The Blood Mountain Sword and the Golden Glazed Armor were both natal divine weapons and natal armors. They were extremely powerful and priceless.
The Fengtian Scroll was also made by the Crimson Stone Saint and was of great help to Jian Wushuang's cultivation.
Any one of those treasures could be exchanged for a large number of Divine Elixir Pills, but he would never exchange it for real.
Therefore, he had to make other plans if he wanted to obtain Divine Elixir Pills.
Just as Jian Wushuang was pondering …
"Hmm?" Jian Wushuang's expression suddenly changed.
His Soul Power had been spreading out, and now he found that there was an additional figure in the range of his Soul Perception.
Moreover, the figure's aura was particularly powerful.
"Is he coming for me?"
Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes. Sure enough, the other party had begun to speed up. In just a moment, a stream of light had already appeared in front of him.
Hum!!
The flowing light slowly dissipated. Soon after, the bald man, who was also wearing a golden robe, slowly appeared.
"This golden robe …" Jian Wushuang looked at the bald man's golden robe and narrowed his eyes. "This is the golden robe worn by the Star Picking Pavilion's Golden-robed Chief. This man is the Golden-robed Chief of the Star Picking Pavilion. Is he looking for me because of that?"
Jian Wushuang had already vaguely guessed the other party's intention.
"Northern Darkstar Territorial Lord, Sword One, right?" The bald man had a strange smile on his face as he stared at Jian Wushuang. "My name is Yuan Lei. Have you heard of me?"
Jian Wushuang subconsciously shook his head.
Although he knew the other party's identity and even guessed the other party's intention, he had never heard of the name Yuan Lei.
"Tsk tsk, looks like San Shouwang didn't mention my name to you, but you should know who I am," said the bald man, Yuan Lei.
"As expected."
Upon hearing Yuan Lei mention San Shouwang, Jian Wushuang immediately confirmed his guess.
San Shouwang had mentioned before his death that he had an elder brother who was the Star Picking Pavilion's Golden Chief. He had been keeping an eye on it and now it seemed like it was Yuan Lei.
"You're San Shouwang's elder brother?" Jian Wushuang asked.
"Elder brother? I guess so. "Yuan Lei nodded.
"Although I don't want to admit it, I did become sworn brothers with San Shouwang a long time ago when we were both in the Divine Demon Realm. Unfortunately, he wasn't very talented and was only a Peak Divine Demon like me when we became sworn brothers. However, after so many years, I've reached a whole new level and became the Star Picking Pavilion's Golden Chief while he was just a small Star Territorial Lord."
"Although he wasn't qualified to be my brother, we were sworn brothers after all. Now that he's dead in your hands, what do you think I should do?"
Yuan Lei stared at Jian Wushuang with a faint smile.
Jian Wushuang's eyes were cold as he said in a low voice, "The battle for the Territorial Lord position is a matter of life and death. He can only blame himself for being weak since he died in my hands. Mr. Yuan Lei, as the Star Picking Pavilion's Golden Chief, you should know that. Moreover, I'm a guest of the Star Picking Pavilion. Isn't it a little inappropriate for you to come to me as soon as I left the Star Picking Pavilion?"
"If the Star Picking Pavilion's supervisor in the Narcissus Territory knows about this, you won't be able to explain yourself, right?"
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