Chapter 1301

"One is a material called Silver Core Stone, and as for the other, I don't know what it is myself; you'll have to see for yourself, sir." The old man said indifferently, and casually opened one of the brocade boxes, revealing a pale silver stone the size of a fist.

He then closed the lid and flicked his hand, shooting both brocade boxes directly over.

"Silver Core Stone! Wait, we want this item!" The beautiful woman standing to the side became pleasantly surprised upon hearing the name Silver Core Stone. Although the youth was also stunned, he immediately reacted and hurriedly reached out to grab the air with one hand.

A streak of cyan light rolled directly toward the brocade box containing the crystal stone.

When Han Li heard the name Silver Core Stone, his expression also shifted. When the youth made a move to snatch the box, his face sank.

With a slight movement of his arm and a soft "crack" sound, his arm expanded several feet, and he grabbed both brocade boxes in his hand.

At this moment, the cyan light had just arrived, and without any intention of stopping, it rolled directly toward Han Li, as if trying to force the items back.

Han Li snorted coldly, shook his shoulder, and his body slid back a zhang as if on a spring. At the same time, he aimed his golden palm at the cyan light and threw a punch.

With a "puchi" sound, the cyan light was pierced through by the golden palm as if it were made of paper, and it immediately dissipated.

"A high-tier cultivator!" The youth, whose hands were already forming seals, saw Han Li's display of skill, and his expression changed slightly, becoming hesitant.

"Brother Qian, wait. We can talk this over; there's no need to fight. Shopkeeper, this Silver Core Stone shouldn't have been sold to this fellow Daoist yet, right? No matter the price, I'm willing to pay double. Can you let us have it first?" The woman surnamed Lü stopped the youth and asked the old man with unusual intelligence.

"No. Even if Fairy Lü is a descendant of Senior Huang Liang, you cannot break the rules of my Vault of Heaven Pavilion. This shop is not an auction house; it's not about who pays the highest price, but about the order of arrival. Unless this fellow Daoist here truly doesn't want it, you may buy the Silver Core Stone." It was unclear whether the shop truly had such rules or if the old man was deliberately making things difficult, but he said this indifferently.

The woman surnamed Lü was stunned and couldn't help but turn her head to look at Han Li.

But Han Li didn't even lift his head; he was opening the other brocade box, revealing a gray, rectangular mineral stone. Its surface was unusually smooth, like fine jade, but its color was dull in a way that felt eerie.

"My master is Venerable Qulong. This Silver Core Stone is something Junior Sister Lü must have. I will pay double the price for you to let it go." The youth surnamed Qian stared at Han Li and said slowly. Although the content of his words was polite, his tone was very stiff, as if Han Li had already gained a huge advantage.

"No!" Han Li stared at the gray stone bar in his hand, rubbing it gently with a finger, and said without even lifting his eyelids.

"What did you say!" The youth surnamed Qian's face became unusually ugly; he had never expected Han Li to refuse so flatly, without even a moment's consideration.

"Perhaps this item is truly rare and precious to your companion, but how do you know I don't need it?" Han Li glanced at the youth and said calmly.

"I've already said, I am willing to pay double the price!" The youth's gaze turned cold, and his words carried a hint of a threat.

The woman surnamed Lü frowned, but this time she didn't intend to stop him.

"I am not lacking in spirit stones. If you are willing to turn around and leave, I am willing to pay you a sum of spirit stones." Han Li sighed and muttered.

Although the man and woman before him had great backgrounds and supporters, Han Li considered himself a lone wolf. Furthermore, he was about to enter the Tomb of the Setting Sun; if he didn't break through his bottleneck and recover his magic power, he probably wouldn't be coming out anyway. Naturally, he didn't care much about these two Core Formation cultivators. Once his magic power was recovered, the gap in their cultivation realms would be too vast. Even if their supporters truly took action, he might not win, but he had some confidence in being able to escape.

However, his ruthless reply not only turned Tian Xing's face deathly pale, but even the old man, who had been expressionless all along, couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

Could it be that the other party was also someone with a great background, to be so dismissive in the face of the direct disciples of Venerable Qulong and Spirit Lord Huang Liang?

Old Xu had misjudged the situation.

Hearing Han Li's reply, the youth surnamed Qian became completely gloomy.

The woman surnamed Lü seemed to have a similar view to the old man. After sizing up Han Li several times, she suddenly opened her lips and said:

"What is your surname, Daoist? Which senior are you a disciple of? Perhaps my master knows your master!"

"I am just a rogue cultivator; I have no master. As for my name, it's not worth mentioning." Han Li smiled and said noncommittally.

"Is that so? If you don't wish to say, then fine. However, how about I trade a bottle of 'Heavenly Heart Pills' for your Silver Core Stone? This pill can temporarily increase spiritual sense and can make up for the lack of spiritual sense in body refiners, which is very useful when breaking through bottlenecks." After a moment of hesitation, the woman surnamed Lü flipped her hand, revealing a jade-green porcelain bottle, and said calmly.

"Heavenly Heart Pills? Junior Sister Lü, this is a secret medicine unique to Senior Huang Liang; it's too wasteful to trade it for such a mere piece of Silver Core Stone." Seeing this, the youth surnamed Qian was immediately shocked and tried to stop her.

Even Old Xu, who had been standing to the side without saying a word, was moved upon hearing this.

As for Tian Xing, he seemed to have never heard the name of this pill and looked somewhat blank.

"Can temporarily increasing spiritual sense also have an effect on cultivators?" Han Li's heart stirred, and he asked bluntly.

"A cultivator's spiritual sense is already powerful enough, so the effect is naturally negligible." The woman surnamed Lü was somewhat surprised and replied with slight confusion.

"If that's the case, Daoist Lü, please put this bottle away; I will not trade." Han Li shook his head.

This time, the woman surnamed Lü's expression also turned ugly.

Old Xu looked stunned!

One had to know that the reputation of the Heavenly Heart Pill was that of an excellent holy medicine for breaking through bottlenecks. How could this person refuse such a benefit for a mere piece of spirit tool material? If it weren't for the fact that the Heavenly Heart Pill had no effect on the strange poison on his body, he probably wouldn't have been able to resist taking the Silver Core Stone back and trading it for the woman's pill himself.

For this woman to be able to take out a bottle of Heavenly Heart Pills so casually, she must be highly favored by Spirit Lord Huang Liang.

Just as the old man was surprised and suspicious, Han Li had already calmly asked for the price of the two items.

The old man, wary of the situation, didn't dare to ask for an exorbitant price, but he still named a sum that was an astronomical figure for ordinary cultivators.

Han Li nodded upon hearing it, flipped his palm, and produced a storage bracelet. Then, with a flick of his spirit ring against the bracelet, a pile of high-tier spirit stones fell out. It was more than enough to pay for the two items.

These were all exchanged by Han Li along the way for the large batch of low-to-mid-tier spirit stones he had brought from the mortal world.

In the Spirit Realm, low-to-mid-tier spirit stones had almost no effect on Han Li's cultivation. Naturally, it was better to exchange them for high-tier spirit stones.

The shopkeeper didn't say a word and used his own storage bracelet to collect the spirit stones. The transaction was thus completed.

Han Li collected the brocade boxes and headed directly out the door. Tian Xing, terrified, hurriedly followed.

The youth's expression fluctuated for a long while. Finally, unable to determine Han Li's true identity, he didn't stop him from leaving. However, he secretly decided to send people to investigate this person's identity after returning, just to see what kind of background he had.

The woman surnamed Lü watched Han Li's retreating back, bit her lip, and felt unusually frustrated.

Walking outside the shop, Han Li was in a very good mood and was extremely satisfied with the two materials he had obtained.

In fact, of the two materials, the gray stone was of even higher value.

Because it was a mutated material for spirit tools, which was extremely rare.

If it weren't for the fact that Han Li had relied on his photographic memory and powerful spiritual sense to read most of the books in Yuyang City while learning the art of spirit tool refining, he probably wouldn't have been able to recall what this item was.

But for an ordinary spirit tool master, this material wasn't really considered good; it was not as useful as ordinary premium materials. Instead, it had some magical uses in the refining of certain special magic treasures for cultivators.

But for an anomaly like Han Li, this material had infinite wonderful uses, and he was extremely satisfied.

Over the next few days, Han Li followed Tian Xing to visit several other shops in Sunset City that sold materials. After collecting a few more types, he dismissed Tian Xing. He himself found an inconspicuous spirit tool refining shop, rented the entire workshop, and began to close his doors to the outside world.

A month later, Han Li left Sunset City with a calm expression. After walking for half a month, he arrived alone before a giant canyon.

This was the entrance to the Tomb of the Setting Sun.

The entire canyon was several miles wide. Both the ground and the sides were covered in strange, bright red stones, and even the nearby sky seemed to be reflected into a crimson color, which was shocking to behold!

Near the giant canyon, some cultivators and body refiners were gathered in twos and threes. Some were whispering to each other, while others were sitting cross-legged nearby, expressionless. Most of these people were mid-tier cultivators and body refiners with not-so-high cultivation; they could only enter the giant canyon after finding enough companions to form temporary teams.

Of course, there were also teams that had been arranged long ago, whistling in from afar, not even stopping at the entrance, and entering directly.

There were even some high-tier cultivators and body refiners who relied on their profound cultivation and entered without any scruples.

But whether they were cultivators or body refiners, none of them dared to fly too high, flying at low altitudes of at most ten zhang or so from the ground.

Because anyone who wasn't a fool knew that flying too high in this land was equivalent to handing half of one's life over to demon cultivators or others with ulterior motives. Moreover, the Tomb of the Setting Sun was home to countless ancient avian beasts, making the air a completely restricted zone without any need for barriers.

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