"You …" The young man could only watch as Zhao Yuande left. Suddenly, he turned to look at Gold Origin. "Old man, why didn't he pay the immortal jades? Did you cheat and deliberately …"
"He already paid 30 million in advance …" Gold Origin could not be bothered with this fellow anymore. His figure flashed and disappeared.
He felt that if he continued to stay here, he would not be able to hold himself back and directly kill this little bastard.
"What … 30 million … and it was paid in advance!" Hearing Gold Origin's words, almost everyone felt as if their hearts had been ruthlessly smashed by a huge hammer.
Especially the young man, whose face had turned pale. He suddenly felt that he was a clown.
When he thought about how he had used a fourth-grade immortal artifact to win the other party over, and the other party had already paid 30 million in advance, he felt as if he had been slapped in the face!
He no longer had the face to stay here, so he turned and left.
At this moment, the surrounding people did not follow behind the young man like they had when they first arrived. Instead, they all looked at the young man's back with a complicated expression. They felt that he was in such a sorry state!
Especially the few young girls who were infatuated with him earlier, their eyes were now filled with confusion!
They suddenly felt that the Senior Brother Lu that they worshipped had suddenly turned into a clown!
"Damn it! Damn it! How dare you ignore me like this! "The young man walked out of the Mystic Realm Valley with a gloomy face.
"Senior Brother Lu, don't be angry. Isn't the outer sect challenge coming soon? You just have to defeat him in the challenge, and everything will be proven, right? " Yue Qun's voice was filled with killing intent. "Senior Brother, as long as you use a little more strength during the challenge and accidentally destroy his foundation …"
"Hmph! You're right, right! That's it, that's it! "The young man's face was filled with killing intent, and the surrounding space instantly froze!
The formless killing intent soared into the sky, causing the clouds in the sky to scatter.
"Senior Brother Lu's Massacre Sword Intent is indeed powerful. I'm afraid that kid is no match for Senior Brother!" Yue Qun's face was filled with deep shock.
What should I do now? There was still one day left. Should I use it to comprehend the Sword Dao?
Zhao Yuande kept thinking as he walked. There was only one day left until the outer sect challenge. There was no point in cultivating anything else.
"Come and comprehend the Sword Dao! However, the Way of the Sword is as vast as the sea. I should go to the Immortal's Scripture Hall to take a look! "Zhao Yuande made up his mind and walked towards the Teleportation Formation in the distance.
The Immortal Scripture Hall and the Supernatural Powers Hall were both located on the main peak of the Ulti-mystery Sect. The peak was shrouded in clouds and mist, which was a spectacular sight.
As soon as he stepped out of the teleportation array, he felt that this place was very lively. Many inner and outer sect disciples of the sect, and even elite true disciples, would appear here from time to time.
"Eh, Brother Zhao, you're here too." Just as Zhao Yuande stepped out of the teleportation array, a familiar voice entered his ears.
Zhao Yuande turned around and saw that it was Song Xinyuan, whom he had met at the Ink Scale Lake that day.
At this moment, Song Xinyuan was standing beside a tall and slender young man in purple clothes.
The purple-clothed youth had a gentle expression and a slight smile on his lips. He gave off a very amiable feeling at first glance. If one ignored the powerful aura coming from his body, he would look like a scholar who had read a lot of scriptures.
"Oh! So it's Brother Song! This is … "Zhao Yuande turned his gaze to the purple-clothed youth.
"Big Brother, this is Brother Zhao, whom I've often mentioned to you!" Song Xinyuan introduced him to Zhao Yuande with a smile. "Brother Zhao, this is my big brother, Song Xinzhao!"
"Oh! So it's Deacon Song! This disciple greets Deacon Song! " Zhao Yuande did not dare to be negligent. This person was a peerless genius in the Immortal Realm, who was even more terrifying than Gong Sun Ming.
"Hey! What disciple? You saved my little brother and are friends with him. You can call me Big Brother from now on! "Song Xinzhao's smile grew wider.
This person in front of him was very famous in the sect. He would definitely not be a nobody in the future. Moreover, he had saved his little brother. Most importantly, without his help, he would not have been able to beat Gong Sun Ming to a pulp.
This person must be a good friend!
"Big Brother Song!" Zhao Yuande was naturally happy to meet such a big brother.
"Mm! I saw a friend. Little Brother, you can chat with Little Brother Zhao Yuande! "Song Xinzhao smiled politely at Zhao Yuande, giving the two of them some space to chat.
He was an Immortal Realm expert, and his actual age had already passed by many years. He was not on the same level as Zhao Yuande, so there was nothing they could talk about.
Therefore, he still gave the two of them some space to improve their relationship.
"Brother Zhao, what are you doing here today? Are you going to the Immortal Scripture Hall to look for cultivation techniques? "Song Xinyuan saw his big brother leave and heaved a sigh of relief.
Although his big brother was very good to him, he always felt restrained when his big brother was around.
His big brother was much older than him, and in order to pursue the Great Dao, he had not been distracted by the matters between men and women. Therefore, he had not left behind any children until now.
Not long after he was born, his parents both died outside. His big brother took on the role of both father and mother to raise him. For a full seven years, his big brother did not cultivate properly. Otherwise, with his talent, he would be at least an Immortal Realm expert.
Therefore, in his heart, his big brother was like a father. He felt reverence, gratitude, and even more respect.
"Hehe! That's right, I want to look for some classics about the Way of the Sword. "Zhao Yuande revealed his purpose.
"Why don't we walk around the square now? You can walk around first!" Song Xinyuan explained as he led Zhao Yuande around. "There are many senior brothers and sisters setting up stalls in the square. They have classic secret manuals that they obtained from outside. If they have no use for them or are lacking in Immortal jade, they will take them out to sell here."
"Oh! There's such a thing? Isn't this hindering the sect from earning Immortal jade? Why would the sect allow this? "Zhao Yuande was curious.
"Not only did the sect not stop it, but they also strongly support it. They don't charge for the stalls or taxes!" Song Xinyuan explained. "Actually, the sect's purpose is not to earn Immortal jade from the disciples, but to make the disciples as strong as possible. Moreover, no matter how many manuals there are outside, they will not be as complete as the sect's manuals, so you understand …"
"That's right!" Zhao Yuande nodded.
"…"
The two of them chatted as they walked into the bustling transaction square.
Because the sect did not charge taxes here, it was especially lively. Not only were there cultivation manuals for sale, there were also various materials, Spiritual Treasures, and even Immortal Treasures for sale.
They looked through the stalls one by one and soon arrived in front of a small stall.
The owner of this stall was a young man with a thin face. He was dressed in yellow and was a true disciple of the God Thearch Realm.
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