The first peak of Yuanmang.
A series of wooden structure palaces are located in the center of the mountain top.
It's a sunny day today, and the warm breeze is blowing slowly. It makes people feel comfortable and just want to find a place to enjoy the beautiful scenery on the top of the mountain.
Standing on the highest peak of Yuanmang, you can have a panoramic view of the mountains and small lands, overlooking more beautiful peaks around you, and you can clearly see the mist curling up in the canyons and streams.
"Once every three years, I'm here again."
Han Ting smiled brilliantly, her eyes showing great interest.
Pang Jian looked around silently.
He saw that there were many futons for people to sit on the smooth and flat rocky ground at the top of the mountain.
In front of each futon, there is a wooden platform for displaying items.
Among the numerous wooden platforms and futons, there are dozens of wooden pagodas. On top of the wooden pagodas several feet high, there are women in white who are loyal to Mr. Cao.
After a cursory glance, Pang Jian found that there were hundreds of futons and wooden platforms scattered in a ring around the wooden palace.
Many casual cultivators who came up casually found a futon, and after sitting down, they displayed the spiritual materials, precious crystals, pills, spells and utensils they planned to sell on the wooden platform.
The casual cultivators who planned to buy spiritual materials walked slowly in front of the wooden platforms, their eyes wandering around uncertainly.
After paying attention, Pang Jian was secretly surprised.
——The identities of buyers and sellers among casual cultivators are not fixed.
Some casual cultivators originally wanted to buy spiritual materials, but after a while they didn't see anything they were interested in, so they randomly found an empty futon to sit on, and put the things they didn't need on the wooden platform for sale.
Also, a casual cultivator who was selling spiritual materials suddenly saw the spiritual materials he needed displayed on a wooden platform in the distance. He immediately put away his things and took the initiative to go to the stall owner to ask about the price.
Every casual cultivator, as well as the disciples from aristocratic families, held tokens with the word "Mang" engraved on them.
Whenever a deal is finalized, both parties to the transaction will notify the women in white on the nearby wooden tower to pay 10% of the spiritual stones.
The existence of the token and the woman in white patrolling all parties on the wooden tower seem to be to ensure that the participants do not trade privately.
Pang Jian, who didn't move in a hurry, gradually noticed that there were no people from Blood Moon or Yinling Temple, only casual cultivators and children of aristocratic families.
So he asked Han Ting in a low voice.
"This has been the case for the past three days. This is because the items being traded are not of high value and even the internal trading floor is not open."
Han Ting, who has participated many times, pointed to the wooden buildings and said: "It will take three days to arrive at the trading venue, and then the priceless goodies will gradually appear."
"On the last day, Mr. Cao will take out the rare treasures he collected and let the buyers get them by drawing lots."
Pang Jian asked doubtfully: "Drawing lots? Doesn't the one with the highest price win?"
"Well, it's just a drawing of lots. The grand gathering held by Mr. Cao can attract so many casual cultivators and people from various sects. It's because the rare treasures he brought out in the end were not awarded to the highest bidder, but to the one with the highest price. It’s all about luck.”
Han Ting smiled sweetly.
She was not used to having her hair tied up in hairpins, so she unnaturally moved her hair away from her ears and continued:
"If the highest bidder really gets it, wouldn't a rare treasure that is rare in the third world always be obtained by those from the Blood Moon, Fierce Sun Sect, and Galaxy Alliance?"
At this point, Han Ting showed some respect: "Old Monster Cao is also a rogue cultivator, so he gave the rogue cultivator a chance. The price of the rare treasures he took out on the last day will be marked in advance, and those who want it will draw lots. When you get there, buy it at the price he marked.”
"People from the five major sects and dignitaries from the major families do not have the privilege to break the rules and cannot forcefully purchase at high prices."
"He also did this so that the casual cultivators could obtain the spiritual materials they urgently needed at a relatively low price."
Han Ting explained patiently.
"He is so kind, doesn't he intend to make money?"
Pang Jian was surprised.
"Through our own transactions in the previous six days, he has earned enough spirit stones." Han Ting rolled her eyes at him and explained: "Because the rare treasures he took out on the last day are often of extremely high value, and It seems very fair, and his triennial trading conference will make everyone flock to it."
"In the first six days, he took 20% of every transaction, which already made him a lot of money."
Han Ting looked at the wooden buildings with some envy, and then said: "Through the triennial trading conference, the spiritual stones obtained by Old Monster Cao are enough to meet his daily cultivation needs!"
After listening, Pang Jian nodded lightly, and then he and Han Ting walked between the stalls.
During this period, he noticed that a casual cultivator named Zhang Bin frequently looked at him and Han Ting with intriguing eyes.
Every time Zhang Bin looked over, Han Ting would get closer to him, intentionally or unintentionally.
——It seems that Zhang Bin is deliberately disgusted in this way.
Soon, Pang Jian saw a casual cultivator selling stones that emitted the sun's rays at a stall.
There is a mark above the stone - Nisei Stone.
He immediately thought of the alien women in the Fifth Realm who were extremely eager for this kind of ore, so he stopped to take a closer look.
There are seven Nisei Stones in total, with a total price of two thousand spirit stones. There is a row of small words below describing the rarity and uses of Nisei Stones.
Pang Jian didn't care about its purpose or how rare it was. After a moment of hesitation, he expressed his desire to buy it to the stall owner sitting on the futon.
"My little brother is very knowledgeable."
The short and fat stall owner stood up with a smile and happily waved to the woman in white on the nearest wooden tower: "I've made a deal here!"
Immediately, he pulled Pang Jian to the bottom of the woman in white and handed over two hundred spirit stones.
The woman in white accepted it with a smile and looked at Pang Jian again.
Pang Jian, who knew the rules, also took out two hundred spirit stones and gave them to the woman in white on the wooden pagoda as a cut of the transaction. He then took out two thousand spirit stones and exchanged them with the short and fat stall owner for seven sun essence stones.
The stall owner who got the spiritual stone immediately closed the stall, changed from a seller to a buyer, and went to other stalls to buy the spiritual materials he had long admired.
He sold seven Sun Essence Stones just to get two thousand Spirit Stones in exchange for the object he had chosen.
"damn it!"
Pang Jian, who was paying attention to his movements, saw him suddenly stamping his feet and cursing: "How long has it been? Is the magic formula in my photo gone?"
At this time, Han Ting suddenly asked strangely: "What do you want the Sun Essence Stone for? It seems that only people from the Lieyang Sect have special needs for this kind of ore."
Pang Jian didn't answer and continued to wander from stall to stall.
Soon after, he saw the lightning wood and golden obsidian that the foreign women in the fifth realm needed, and purchased them with the spiritual stones in his hands.
In just one hour, the three thousand spiritual stones and twenty spiritual jades in his hand were exhausted.
In his storage bracelet, apart from the shock gun, the copper box, and the lightning wood, golden obsidian and sun essence stones, there were only thirteen pieces of spiritual jade left.
Even if a piece of spiritual jade could be exchanged for a hundred spiritual stones, he would only have thirteen hundred spiritual stones left.
At this time, he saw someone selling calming pills.
A bottle of calming pills contains ten pills, and the price is...three thousand spiritual stones.
The spiritual jade in his hand can't even buy a bottle of calming pill, and this doesn't count the commission earned by Old Monster Cao.
Standing in front of the stall, Pang Jian stopped and said after a while: "I remember that you said you would compensate me with spiritual stones."
Han Ting, who originally came here to seek the holy medicine for healing and detoxification, saw her injuries getting better day by day, but she had no special purpose or pursuit. When she heard this, she was surprised and asked: "You want the soothing pill?"
Pang Jian nodded.
"All right."
Han Ting snorted and said to the stall owner who had been eyeing her hot figure for a long time: "I want a bottle of calming pill now!"
"Okay!"
The tall and thin stall owner quickly stood up and walked with her to the nearby wooden pagoda.
After each gave three hundred spirit stones, Han Ting took out ten times more spirit stones, pocketed the bottle of calming pill, and handed it to Pang Jian.
"That's it for today."
As soon as he got the calming pill, Pang Jian, who was short of money, was no longer in the mood to continue wandering around.
"You attended the conference for the first time, bought a few things quickly, and then ended it hastily?"
Han Ting was surprised.
She still remembers the first time she attended the meeting, hanging around until dark, and reluctantly left when the women in white made speeches to expel them.
She knows very well that the stall owners who sell items today may not necessarily have everything they offer.
There are also many wanderers who have good things in their hands. Those people may sit down and take out a dazzling treasure at any moment.
"I'm tight on money. When I see what I want, I don't have any spiritual stones to buy it."
Pang Jian said calmly.
Han Ting was stunned for a moment, thinking, among the disciples of upper-world families, who doesn’t have tens of thousands of spiritual stones?
This guy only spent a few thousand spiritual stones, but he is already strapped for money?
After hesitating for a moment, Han Ting kindly said, "I can lend you some."
"No need."
Pang Jian shook his head.
"Well, you go back first, and I'll look around again."
Han Ting didn't force herself.
"Um."
Pang Jian had no intention of hanging out with her, so he left directly from the top of the mountain and walked along the stone steps to his cave.
Nineteenth floor, Cave No. 56.
After closing the stone door, Pang Jian first swallowed a calming pill, and then began to establish a connection with the anti-bone boy.
The vision of the anti-bone boy slowly appeared.
A ferocious beast covered in thick ice fell into a pool of its own blood, its blood showing a strange light blue color.
There are actually tiny ice crystals in the light blue blood, shining like stars.
The anti-bone boy was currently crawling on the corpse of this huge beast, greedily drinking the blood of the cold beast.
A woman from the Celestial Clan with six pairs of pure white wings looked at it tenderly and said softly: "I have wronged you recently. Look at you, you have lost weight and your bloodline advancement has stagnated. It's all my fault. I really am. Stupid, how can a dark giant anaconda eat grass..."
"Woo!"
The boy who was thirsty for swallowing the blood of the ferocious beast felt as if something was stuck in his throat and suddenly vomited crazily.
"Sunshine Stone! Lightning strikes wood, golden obsidian!"
Yu Xin flapped her wings and screamed in surprise.
Pieces of ore that she was in urgent need of were spat out by Xiao Hei again, which made her feel moved and guilty: "Xiao Hei, you are so kind to me, I don't even know how to repay you..."
"No! Wait! You can't bear the ice crystal beast's horn!"
Yu Xin yelled suddenly.
She was moved when she suddenly discovered that after Xiao Hei had spit out the ore, he suddenly rushed to the horn of the ice crystal beast and swallowed the horn that she had cut off in one gulp.
"This ice crystal beast is a level seven ferocious beast. Its horn is extremely cold and sharp. It will pierce your internal organs!"
She panicked and tried to stop it.
However.
Under someone's instructions, the dark giant anaconda swallowed the unicorn of the seventh-level ice crystal beast in one gulp, and immediately teleported the unicorn from the fifth realm to the fifty-sixth cave in the third realm.
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(End of chapter)
