Song Shuhang squatted down and picked up one of the fragments of the armor.
He had seen with his own eyes that the armor was made of blood, but apart from the color, the fragments had nothing to do with blood... it was simply alchemy!
Song Shuhang felt that this thing was rather interesting. Therefore, he asked, "Senior Spirit Butterfly, are these fragments still useful?"
"No, they are. After they were broken, the strange energy inside completely dissipated. Therefore, they have no research value," Venerable Spirit Butterfly casually replied.
"Oh? In that case, can I pick up a few fragments?" Song Shuhang flicked the fragments of the armor in his hand, emitting a clear and melodious sound.
Venerable Spirit Butterfly said with a smile, "Little Friend, feel free."
"Thank you, Senior." Thereupon, Song Shuhang picked four of the bigger fragments of the armor and tried to put them into his size-reducing purse. Since the armor was already broken, the mysterious energy inside had already dissipated. Therefore, Song Shuhang was able to smoothly put the fragments into his size-reducing purse.
Venerable Spirit Butterfly secretly shot a glance at Song Shuhang's size-reducing purse.
It was unexpectedly in the shape of a cute rabbit? It was even cuter than Jouko Hagi's. Venerable Spirit Butterfly recalled the time when Song Shuhang was wearing women's clothes. From a certain point of view, this Little Friend of Song Shuhang's was indeed very reassuring!
Venerable Spirit Butterfly was in a good mood. "Sit tight. Next, we'll look for Fellow Daoist White."
The cloud-like magical treasure sped up and headed toward that mister's underground cave.
* * * * *
At this time, inside the palace of Yellow Mountain Zhenjun.
The fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group were still discussing what they had learned after killing the blood demon. Unknowingly, the strange phenomenon of the great daoist discussion had taken shape once more.
Just as the fellow daoists were happily discussing, Yellow Mountain Zhenjun quietly left the crowd.
He cautiously headed toward a room on the upper floor of the palace. A pitiful fellow Daoist was imprisoned there — Deng Yima, who had been ruined by a shady fortune teller. He had even mistaken Fairy Lychee for a shady fortune teller, and had been beaten up by Fairy Lychee.
Yellow Mountain Zhenjun pushed the door open and entered.
Daoist Deng Yima had a stubborn expression on his face. His strength had been sealed, and he was tied up and thrown onto a bed. Up until now, he was still unwilling to believe that the 'Fairy Lychee' he saw back then was actually Immortal Master Copper Trigram in disguise. How could there be such a powerful disguising technique in this world?
In his heart, none of these fellows were good people.
Especially after seeing Yellow Mountain Zhenjun acting suspiciously, Deng Yima felt uneasy. What was this guy trying to do?
"Fellow Daoist Deng Yima, don't be nervous. I am Yellow Mountain Zhenjun. I believe you should have heard of me, right? " Yellow Mountain Zhenjun pulled out a chair and sat down. In the world of cultivators, a True Monarch could be considered a big shot. Even Immortal Fairy Bie Xue's Immortal Feast wouldn't miss a guest like him.
Deng Yima shot a glance at Yellow Mountain Zhenjun. From the looks of it, he really did look similar to the legendary 'Senior Huang Shan'.
"True Monarch, why are you looking for me?" Deng Yima said. Although he wasn't sure if the opposite party was' Yellow Mountain Zhenjun 'or not, the strength of the opposite party was clear for all to see. He was undoubtedly a powerful True Monarch.
Yellow Mountain Zhenjun faintly smiled, and said, "I want to know how many pellets Little Friend obtained from the Black Tiger Secret Realm are left."
"Hmm?" Deng Yima looked at Yellow Mountain Zhenjun in puzzlement.
Yellow Mountain Zhenjun said, "I'm very interested in those pellets of yours. Therefore, if you want to sell them, state your price. "
"True Monarch, you want to buy those pellets of mine? Originally, I had six pellets. I used one for my experiment and another one earlier, so I still have four left. "Deng Yima was a man with a baby-like face.
Yellow Mountain Zhenjun asked, "From the looks of it, Fellow Daoist also wants to trade them, right? In that case, does Fellow Daoist have a price in mind? Why don't you state a price? "
"Let me tell you in advance, the price I want is very high," Deng Yima said. If the price was too low, he wouldn't sell them.
"Fellow Daoist, there is no harm in stating your price. A transaction is a matter of mutual consent. Don't worry, even if the price is very high, I won't force you to buy or sell, "Yellow Mountain Zhenjun comforted.
Deng Yima clenched his teeth, and said, "In that case, I want 100,000 spirit stones of the Fifth Stage!"
Spirit stones were divided into nine grades according to the amount and purity of the spiritual energy they contained, corresponding to the rank of the cultivator. Generally speaking, it was best for a cultivator to use spirit stones of the same grade for cultivation, as it wouldn't cause any waste.
Of course, this price wasn't as high as what Deng Yima had spent … but it was enough to make up for his losses. He also had extra money to buy a suitable flying sword, so that he wouldn't have to ride 'Superman' and fly around.
However, this price was still ridiculously high — it must be known that when he was in the sect, people were only willing to pay ten thousand spirit stones for five pellets at most.
"The price is reasonable." Yellow Mountain Zhenjun nodded and said, "In that case, let's make the deal!"
Recently, True Monarch was especially rich and overbearing … not long ago, Yellow Mountain Zhenjun's people discovered a vein of spirit stones on a certain satellite. The purity of the spirit stones was very high.
Deng Yima was somewhat dumbfounded when he saw how straightforward the other party was — it seemed that even if he asked for more spirit stones, the other party would agree!
Could it be that I made a loss? Are these pellets really treasures?
But … since he had already stated the price, it would be embarrassing to go back on his words. If he offended this True Monarch and the other party didn't buy them, would he have to keep these pellets and starve?
"Deal!" Deng Yima said with all his strength, "Senior Yellow Mountain, please untie me!"
Yellow Mountain Zhenjun happily untied Deng Yima and removed the spiritual energy seal on his body.
The two of them exchanged the pellets with one hand and the other with the other.
"Fellow Daoist Deng is truly a straightforward person." After putting away the four pellets, True Monarch Yellow Mountain took out a decent flying sword of the Fourth Stage from his sleeve and gave it to Deng Yima. "I heard Fellow Daoist Liu Long mention that there are some problems with your means of transportation. I happen to have a flying sword with a decent speed. I'll give it to you as a means of transportation."
Deng Yima gratefully received the flying sword and bid farewell to Yellow Mountain Zhenjun.
Before leaving, Fellow Daoist Deng asked Yellow Mountain Zhenjun for the address of Fellow Daoist Medicine Master.
From the looks of it, his next stop would be Medicine Master.
Yellow Mountain Zhenjun held the four pellets in his hand. If he wasn't mistaken, these pellets contained the power of time, making them priceless treasures.
After a while, he would have to invite the seniors of the Venerable realm in the group to have a good look at these pellets.
* * * * *
In the cave fifty kilometers away from the Chu family.
The mister carefully smeared some of the blood of the Chu family's disciples on the four scrolls.
As expected, the four scrolls shone with a dazzling light!
"The secret of the scrolls is definitely related to the blood of the Chu family's disciples. However, how do I unravel the secret? "the mister said in distress.
The mister only knew that the key to the secret realm of immortality was hidden in these four scrolls.
However, he was sure that the key wasn't the [Sword Technique] that the Chu family's disciples had comprehended!
That key should be something more 'tangible'.
Just as he was pondering, the ceiling of the cave suddenly exploded!
What was going on?
The mister raised his head in surprise and looked at the place where the explosion happened.
Soon after, he saw an immortal-like figure descending from the top of the cave.
The figure was so perfect that it couldn't be described with words. In any case, as long as the mister used all the adjectives in his mind related to 'perfect', 'beautiful', 'handsome', and so on, he wouldn't be wrong.
Perhaps it was because the figure was too perfect? Or perhaps it was because the figure had a strong affinity.
Even though the mister knew that the other party had broken into the cave, he didn't feel wary at all.
Finally, the figure slowly descended and stopped in the air.
He didn't borrow any power and stepped on the air.
"Eh? I'm finally here? " Venerable White waved his hand. Soon after, his gaze fell on the mister and the four scrolls beside him. That's right, I'm here!
"Senior, may I know why you've come to my cave abode?" The mister bowed to Venerable White. It wasn't easy for him to regain his senses. At the same time, he secretly gathered the power of the blood pool behind him.
He was ready to attack the other party at any time.
"Ah, it's like this." Venerable White coughed and explained, "Because one of my Runes made a mistake, so... congratulations, you've gathered the four [Sword Technique] scrolls of the Chu family. Once you've gathered all the scrolls, you'll summon me here! "
The mister: "..."
What kind of nonsense was this?
Venerable White continued, "After I'm summoned here, I'll take these four scrolls with me."
"Impossible!" The mister roared and pounced on the four scrolls. At the same time, he gathered the power of the blood pool and prepared to attack Venerable White. At the same time, he shouted, "They belong to me, I won't let anyone take them away..."
Slap!
An 800-pound slap landed on his face. The mister felt his body float up into the air, spinning 32 and a half times in the air before finally crashing into the wall of the cave.
What happened just now? He didn't even see how the other party did it!
Then, the mister saw the figure in white put away the four scrolls and floated back into the void. Damn it, damn it, the scrolls I spent so much effort to get my hands on were snatched away just like that!
"Then, goodbye, fellow Daoist." Venerable White waved at the mister and prepared to leave the cave.
But after rising for two meters, Venerable White suddenly paused.
His gaze fell on the 'black dragon puppet' at the edge of the cave. Oh my, what an exquisite puppet!
From the looks of it, it was easy to dismantle?
And so, Venerable White descended from the void and crouched beside the black dragon puppet.
"Can I dismantle it?" Venerable White looked at the mister.
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