In the main hall, Mei Yan Rou smiled and invited him sincerely.
This made Ling Xian frown. After a moment of silence, he said, "Sure."
"Follow me." Mei Yan Rou extended her arm and led the way.
After some time, she led Ling Xian to a luxurious room and personally made him a cup of tea.
"Friend, you are very capable. Even the strongest descendant of the Wen Clan is no opponent of yours." Mei Yan Rou smiled.
"You are flattering me." Ling Xian brandished his hand.
"It is not flattering. Everyone thinks it is a useless rock but you are the only one who thinks highly of it. This is enough to prove that you are much better than everyone else when it comes to rare stones. "Mei Yan Rou complimented sincerely.
"Stop beating around the bush."
Ling Xian sipped on his tea and smiled, "If I'm not wrong, Lady Mei is here for the Scar of Heaven."
"Against a treasure like the Scar of Heaven, how many people can be as calm as still water?"
Mei Yan Rou said in a natural and unrestrained manner, "I want this treasure, Fellow Daoist, name a price."
"Just like you said, nobody can be as calm as still water. I am no exception."
Ling Xian sipped on his tea, "So, I am sorry."
"Everything can be discussed. Why don't you think about it?"
Mei Yan Rou frowned, "Treasures, techniques, treasures … as long as you name it, I can give you anything."
"You and I both know the meaning of the undefeatable realm. It is synonymous with being undefeatable."
"Its value is immeasurable. Even Celestial King Tier techniques cannot compare to it."
"So, I can only say I am sorry."
Ling Xian said softly. There was no way he would give the Scar of Heaven to someone else.
"Is there no room for negotiation?" Mei Yan Rou did not give up.
The undefeatable realm was far too important. Especially to a monster like her who had six undefeatable realms, she could not let it go.
"No." Ling Xian shook his head, "You have six undefeatable realms, so do I. Therefore, I cannot give you the opportunity to be undefeatable."
"I understand." Mei Yan Rou softly sighed, "If the Scar of Heaven doesn't work, then the Burning Scarlet Immortal Gold should work."
"I can give it to you for free." Ling Xian grinned.
If Soft Mist Mei didn't let him board the ship, he might not even be able to keep his life, let alone obtain a Heaven's Scar. Therefore, he was somewhat grateful to this woman.
"Are you serious?" Soft Mist Mei revealed a smile.
"Of course, consider it my gift of appreciation." Ling Xian grinned. Though the Scarlet Blazing Immortal Gold was priceless and even eighth leveled cultivators were tempted by it, the Scarlet Blazing Immortal Gold was worth a fortune.
But to him, it wasn't of much use. At most, it could be used to exchange for treasures.
Therefore, he took out the Blazing Crimson Immortal Gold and planned to return the favor.
"Dao Brother is too generous." Mei Yanrou's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light.
That was but unmatched Immortal Gold! Even though it was only the size of a fingernail, it was still an extremely precious divine object. Who could casually give it away?
At the very least, Soft Mist couldn't do it.
"What you have done for me is more important than the Burning Scarlet Immortal Gold." Ling Xian was calm and collected. He didn't think much of this item.
His Sword of Dao Seeking was made from three different types of Immortal Gold. Every single one of them was the size of a fist. Therefore, he naturally didn't think much of this fingernail-sized Burning Scarlet Immortal Gold.
"Alright, then I won't be polite." Soft Mist gave Ling Xian a meaningful look, "I owe you one."
"Then I will make a profit." Ling Xian grinned.
"How so? My favor may not be as valuable as the Burning Scarlet Immortal Gold. "Soft Mist's eyes were full of smiles.
"To me, your favor is far more important than this piece of Burning Scarlet Immortal Gold," Ling Xian said in a serious tone.
Whether it was Soft Mist's capabilities or the ship she was riding, they all proved how extraordinary this woman was. Her favor did not pale in comparison to the Burning Scarlet Immortal Gold.
"Then it's a deal. If you need anything in the future, come find me at the Palace of Slaughter." Soft Mist placed the Burning Scarlet Immortal Gold into her storage pouch.
"Palace of Slaughter … I will remember it." Ling Xian memorized the name and didn't ask more.
Then, he changed the topic, "I wonder how long it will take to reach the Demon Defending City?"
"About a year," Soft Mist said after pondering for a moment.
"A year …" Ling Xian frowned. He had seen the speed of the ship. It was faster than his Winged Blitz.
Yet it took a year to reach the Demon Defending City. It was not hard to imagine how far away the Demon Defending City was.
"Wait patiently. If you are bored, you can bet on stones."
Soft Mist smiled warmly, "But I don't think anyone will bet against you."
Hearing this, Ling Xian smiled. He had already shocked everyone, who would dare to bet against him?
At least, the people on the ship didn't dare to.
"Okay, you can stay here for now. I will leave now."
Soft Mist stood up, "If you need anything, you can come find me."
"Okay." Ling Xian nodded softly and watched Soft Mist leave.
Then, he flapped around his sleeve. Arrays appeared and sealed the room. Not only were there seals that could isolate the soul, but there were also arrays that could block the Inner Eyes.
To sum it up, it was airtight and watertight.
The reason why it was so serious was because Ling Xian planned on entering the Painting of the Nine Immortals.
The Seventh Immortal had awakened. Whether it was out of courtesy or curiosity, he had to go in and check it out.
The Painting of the Nine Immortals was far too important. He was also on someone else's territory, so he had to be careful.
"I wonder how stunning and graceful this Immortal is …" Qin Wentian murmured to himself.
Thinking about the six real immortals before him, Ling Xian's eyes shone with anticipation. Then, he entered the Painting of the Nine Immortals.
It's been years, but the Painting of the Nine Immortals was still as beautiful as ever.
The moment he appeared, two silhouettes appeared as well. In the blink of an eye, they arrived before him.
The one on the left was the Immortal of Alchemy, Liao Cang Qiong. The one on the right was an elder Ling Xian had never seen before.
He was wearing a Tai Chi robe and had the demeanor of an immortal. He was out of this world and had the demeanor of someone above the heavens.
It was obvious that this was the Seventh Immortal.
Ling Xian's expression turned serious and he paid his respect, "Junior Ling Xian greets you."
"No need to be so polite."
The Seventh Immortal brandished his hand and checked out Ling Xian. After a few seconds, he grinned, "No wonder you have so much respect for him. He truly is extraordinary."
"Haha, when did my eyesight ever become bad?"
Liao Cang Qiong laughed out loud. Nothing made him happier than hearing someone compliment Ling Xian. "That's the only time you've seen it. You've got a pretty good eye." The seventh immortal laughed and shook his head.
"This is the first time in my life. It's enough."
Liao Cang Qiong laughed and shifted his gaze towards Ling Xian, "I'm sure you've heard of his name."
"Master, please speak." Ling Xian's eyes flickered with anticipation.
The immortals inside the Painting of the Nine Immortals were all famous. Therefore, he had high expectations for every single one of them. "Few people know of his real name. Only his title was left behind."
Liao Cang Qiong softly grinned and uttered out three words.
"The Ghost Seeker."
After those four words were spoken, Ling Xian frowned and searched his memory.
After some time, he remembered the record of this immortal and couldn't help but be shocked.
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