Chapter 643: I Still Have a Blade

A five-star divine lattice crystal — selling something like this for several million high-grade divine crystals in the Upper God Land would be nothing unusual.

Such scarce resources, even great sects would scramble to get them.

Who in their right mind would take something like this out to trade for a divine lotus?

Even if one occasionally appeared, it would only show up at an auction.

The main point wasn't to sell the five-star divine lattice crystal, but to boost the auction's popularity and prestige.

So as soon as the five-star divine lattice crystal came out, no one raised the bid anymore.

Because no matter how much you raised, you couldn't outbid a five-star divine lattice crystal.

Ding Huan didn't have to wait long before a young female cultivator arrived outside his private room.

Although he didn't extend his divine sense, he knew someone had sent a voice transmission to this young woman.

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The last one, a late Heavenly God realm cultivator, turned to flee — but the Sinking Dao poison had taken effect, and every one of his movements looked utterly stiff.

Once these people arrived at Dao Ruin Street, they headed straight for the Flying Prosperity Merchant Guild.

Hogging other things might be forgivable, but this divine spirit rice concerns the entire God Realm — if you dare hog this, then prepare to face the wrath of the entire God Realm.

The jade box had no restrictions on it; the woman's divine sense landed inside the jade box, and sure enough, it was a low-grade five-star divine crystal.

What she hadn't expected at all was Ding Huan smiling slightly: "If that's the case, please lead the way."

Ding Huan wasn't surprised in the slightest — if divine spirit rice truly didn't exist in the God Realm, its value was self-evident.

The Flying Prosperity Merchant Guild's auction had ended, and the news that a high-grade divine spirit rice and a five-star divine lattice crystal had appeared at the auction had spread across most of the God Realm in the shortest possible time.

Ding Huan knew full well that now that his goods were exposed, once the auction ended, a pile of people would come looking for trouble.

Facing Heavenly God realm cultivators, he only needed a dozen or so breaths to complete the poison-laying.

The woman led Ding Huan out of the auction venue through a side door.

Even if there were Divine Monarch realm cultivators here.

The prerequisite here is that the auction doesn't allow messages to be sent out of the auction venue — otherwise, those people might already be on their way.

Disappearing without a trace is impossible; one can only say they were killed.

As long as no one can bind his space with a domain in the first instant, he has a chance to escape.

The moment the female cultivator said this, she was already prepared to strike forcibly.

As long as other sects don't believe it, that means the Flying Prosperity Merchant Guild is preparing to hog it all for themselves.

The thin, frail-looking man stared at Ding Huan in terror — how could he fight? He wasn't Xuan Jinchen, who could still struggle and resist after being hit with Bone-Burrowing Dao-Devouring and Sinking Dao poison.

As a late-stage Heavenly God cultivator, she trusted that she couldn't be sensing it wrong — that was the aura of death.

Sitting in the room were two men; the one at the peak of the Heavenly God realm was a thin, frail-looking man with sharp, piercing eyes.

Chang Feiyan must give them an explanation.

Ding Huan was about to stride toward the Dao Ruin entrance when the woman suddenly blocked him: "Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment…"

After Ding Huan entered Dao Ruin, Dao Ruin Street was in an absolute uproar.

Only the people of the Flying Prosperity Merchant Guild knew clearly that they hadn't touched a single hair on Ding Huan. Not only that, all three of the Flying Prosperity Merchant Guild's Heavenly God realm stewards had disappeared.

There's nothing to say about this — let alone there being no Divine Monarch, even if there were Divine Monarch cultivators, he would still lay the poison and fight first.

"I have two requests. First, my five-star divine lattice crystal trades for the divine lotus, and the auction house supplements two million high-grade divine crystals for me. Second, I need to leave the auction right now…"

"You have divine spirit rice on you?" The thin man's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a thick threat.

All three were at the Heavenly God realm.

It should be said that one didn't know where the heavens were, nor where the earth was.

One at the peak of the Heavenly God realm, two at the late Heavenly God realm.

Because during the Flying Prosperity Merchant Guild's auction, a guest had appeared who possessed high-grade divine spirit rice.

Ding Huan was certain the Flying Prosperity auction wouldn't supplement ten million high-grade divine crystals for him.

"Fellow Daoist, the divine lotus has been brought — may I ask how many divine crystals you need us to make up?" The woman held a tray in her hands and asked in a gentle tone.

It wasn't because Ding Huan had killed three stewards of the Flying Prosperity Merchant Guild, but because the Flying Prosperity Merchant Guild's matter this time had blown up big.

"If, fellow Daoist…"

"Fine, please lead the way."

Taking out an array token to open the protective array leading into Dao Ruin, Ding Huan quickly vanished into the depths of Dao Ruin.

She believed Ding Huan couldn't possibly follow her there — unless Ding Huan was a Bai Chi, he would follow her, a Heavenly God realm cultivator, to the Flying Prosperity Merchant Guild's rest building.

With one slash of Dahan Yi Dao, Ding Huan cut down this peak Heavenly God realm fellow.

This guest had left the Flying Prosperity Merchant Guild before the auction ended, and after this guest left the Flying Prosperity Merchant Guild, he was taken away by the Flying Prosperity Merchant Guild's Steward Kuiyue.

Ding Huan took out a jade box.

To poison a World God, he needed ten days.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know about this matter…"

Ding Huan nodded: "Yes, I have divine spirit rice on me, however…" However what? The three people in the room all looked at Ding Huan.

Looking out, everywhere was a hazy gray.

Although the female cultivator who had led Ding Huan in had brought out her magic treasure, she didn't dare to act.

The Guild Master of the Flying Prosperity Merchant Guild, Chang Feiyan, was at this moment sitting with an iron-blue face in the Flying Prosperity auction's council hall, while the several stewards who had overseen this auction for the Flying Prosperity Merchant Guild were all trembling as they knelt in the middle of the council hall.

"Fine, you take out the five-star divine lattice crystal, we'll give you the divine lotus and two million high-grade divine crystals, and the trade is done." The woman was very straightforward this time.

Sure enough, Ding Huan immediately felt the spatial fluctuation. The three rings were collected by Ding Huan, and Ding Huan summoned flames to burn the three corpses.

Ding Huan also stood up:

The woman's face showed difficulty.

After sending away the object in her hand, the woman smiled sweetly at Ding Huan and spoke.

Ding Huan put away the Divine Lotus and the storage bag, then turned to leave.

Chang Feiyang now longed to tear apart the fool who had suggested taking Ding Huan away, but that fool had vanished too.

"Because during the auction, according to our Feiyang Merchant Guild's rules, you cannot leave. If you must leave, only I can escort you out."

Even a Bai Chi would know this guest had been imprisoned or killed by the Feiyang Merchant Guild.

"What is it?"

If he left early and someone caused him trouble, it was still only the Feiyang Merchant Guild.

After finishing this, Ding Huan calmly changed into a new set of clothes, reshaped his appearance, then used a Heart-Dodging Technique to leave the room.

"Very well, Daoist, please follow me." The female cultivator finished speaking and hurried ahead to lead the way.

She was stunned—when Ding Huan acted, she became certain he was a Yu Shen Realm cultivator.

Before the female cultivator could speak, Ding Huan said again: "If you cannot agree to the second point, you may instead pay one hundred million superior Divine Crystals as compensation."

Ding Huan didn't even need to exert himself—his long knife simply swept away his head.

Shen Jun Realm? No, it was Late Tian Shen Realm—he must have attempted to break through to Shen Jun once and failed, causing his realm to regress.

His gaze swept over Ding Huan, utterly brazen and devoid of manners; clearly, in his eyes, Ding Huan—a mere Yu Shen Realm insect—could be crushed with a flick of his wrist.

Something impossible had just occurred right before her eyes.

Soon, she led Ding Huan to a private chamber in the Xi Lou.

At this moment, not only did his Divine Yuan collapse, but his Dao rhythm also began to crumble.

Ding Huan's Divine Sense had already scanned the chamber and detected two people waiting inside, plus this female cultivator—three in total.

The female cultivator spoke only a few words and fell silent—this man actually agreed to go with her to the Xi Lou?

As Ding Huan entered the chamber, he immediately laid down various Poison Dao Laws.

If he didn't reveal his cultivation, a mere Tian Shen Realm expert could never detect his Yu Shen Realm Dao rhythm.

Ding Huan also sensed that the heavenly rules here differed from those outside.

Ding Huan opened his hand—the ugly long knife appeared in his grasp. Only as the blade's momentum unleashed a storm of knife light did he say: "I still have my knife."

The thin man had just raised his hand to grab Ding Huan when he realized in horror that his domain had shattered, and a Poison Dao Law had instantly exploded within his body.

Almost every Geda Sect had sent representatives to Dao Xu Street.

Seeing Ding Huan act, the two men and one woman in the room flew into furious rage—they had seen many arrogant cultivators before.

The woman picked up the jade box with satisfaction, then handed Ding Huan the Divine Lotus and a storage bag from the tray.

At this moment, the Feiyang Merchant Guild's Guest Hall was nearly filled with leaders from the major Geda Sects, all waiting for Chang Feiyang.

Ding Huan sneered inwardly—he had deliberately revealed his cultivation.

His Divine Sense wasn't even as strong as Ding Huan's; faced with Ding Huan's Poison Dao Law, especially one activated face-to-face, what could he do but despair? "Puff!" Blood exploded.

They had never before seen a Yu Shen Realm cultivator as arrogant as Ding Huan.

……

Like the other Tian Shen Realm cultivator in the room, she was pale-faced.

This clearly meant he had no intention of negotiating business seriously.

After all, this was a matter of luck—obtaining one Luck Rune was already defying heaven; no one could possibly obtain more than one.

The moment the female cultivator spoke one sentence, Ding Huan's knife curtain swept away her head.

"Daoist, would you care to join me for a seat in the front Xi Lou? I have some matters to discuss with you."

But the Feiyang Merchant Guild knew, Chang Feiyang knew—other sects simply didn't believe it.

"Poison Law…"

Ding Huan sensed some previously unexperienced Law energies—disordered and faint.

Ding Huan's Divine Sense scanned—it was indeed two million superior Divine Crystals.

The Five-Star Divine Core Crystal wasn't much of a concern.

Though the heavenly rules here were faint, they were not absent.

A Yu Shen Realm cultivator facing three Tian Shen Realm cultivators not only calmly laid down Poison Dao Laws, but killed one Tian Shen Perfect with a single strike.

The Feiyang Merchant Guild knew he might possess Divine Rice—yet they still didn't detain him; otherwise, the guild could never have reached its current scale.

After that, this guest never reappeared.

As soon as Ding Huan entered Dao Xu, his eyes met a hazy, gray expanse.

The Poison Dao Law took effect—she saw her own death.

And cultivation was still possible here, though the heavenly Divine Qi was mottled.

To Ding Huan, this was nothing.

Finding Wen Jiyue wasn't urgent—his first priority was to find a place, set up a protective array, and upgrade his Illusory Eye.

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