Chapter 124: Making Money (1)

At early Foundation Establishment, pay 250,000 spirit stones to buy your life; at mid Foundation Establishment, 350,000! I give you ten breaths to consider; after ten breaths, anyone who hasn't paid spirit stones will be slaughtered!

Wang Ye's rough voice rang out from the highest peak!

「250,000? No money! I want a life! 」

「350,000? Lan Ning, we are all cultivators of the West Chiu Cultivation Realm; why be so excessive? I will pay 10,000 spirit stones, let's be friends, how about that? 」A somewhat old-looking mid Foundation Establishment cultivator, seemingly relying on his status, shouted loudly at the mountain peak.

Wang Ye heard this, directly laughed in anger, threw the little skull in his hand over, and loudly said: "Look, whose is this?"

The old man looked at the rolling skull, frowned, stepped back, and after clearly seeing the skull on the ground, his complexion drastically changed, he exclaimed: "Feng Ling Zhou Cheng!"

「What? It's him! 」

「How is it possible, Zhou Cheng actually fell here! 」

「He is a late Foundation Establishment cultivator! He even possesses a seven-pattern magic treasure! 」

Wang Ye coldly snorted, then loudly shouted: "Don't think we dare not kill you; we six, following the heavens' virtue of cherishing life, do not wish to create more slaughter! Now! Ten breaths have already passed half, you have five breaths left!"

After Wang Ye's voice fell, heavenly thunder and earthly fire reappeared; especially the two who had just provoked, discovered they were already locked onto by the heavenly thunder and earthly fire!

The two's faces turned pale, fear secretly arose in their hearts, they dared not speak more!

「I'll pay! 」

「I'll pay too! 」

「I don't have enough spirit stones on me; can I use materials, magic treasures as substitutes? 」

Wang Ye's voice came over: "Okay! You still have three breaths left!"

「I also want to use materials as substitutes! 」

「Me too! 」

Below, over a hundred surviving Foundation Establishment cultivators spoke up one after another, breaking their wealth to buy their lives!

Everyone is not stupid; they know that if they truly do not pay spirit stones, their lives might really be forfeited here!

Spirit stones can be earned again, but life is only one; everyone understands this clearly!

「Come one by one! Don't crowd! Don't panic! Prepare your spirit stones, then put the thunder-fire threads before you into your dantian; rest assured, we swear in the name of the League Adult that we will absolutely guarantee your safety! 」Wang Ye loudly shouted.

All the cultivators on site had dark complexions with a hint of fear; this thunder-fire thread's spiritual power is violent, a slight mishap would cause an explosion, putting it into the dantian is truly unsettling!

But they had no choice; to survive, they must agree to Wang Ye's request!

Beside them, Zhang Zuo, Liao Ru and a few others were also beaming with joy; the four split up, each collecting spirit stones from these Foundation Establishment cultivators!

At the summit, Tie Lanshan presided over the great formation; after slaying six late Foundation Establishment cultivators, the formation need not run at full load, but still requires constant presiding.

At this time the battle hasn't ended yet; he dare not let his guard down.

Below, Wang Ye gleefully opened two storage bags, scanned with his divine sense, his complexion suddenly changed, his eyes widened: "Bold! Dare to deceive me! Your materials and spirit stones add up to only 150,000 spirit stones! Are you bullying me for not knowing materials?"

The young cultivator opposite saw this, repeatedly shook his head, saying: "Impossible! Those materials are each extremely precious; in terms of price, they absolutely exceed 250,000!"

Wang Ye saw the opponent's firm expression, lacked confidence and checked again; finally, he took out a dark, dull object and asked:

「What is this? I recognize everything else in your storage bag, worth 150,000 spirit stones; could it be that this dark, dull palm-sized stone is worth 100,000 spirit stones? 」

Wang Ye's loud voice instantly attracted the attention of all cultivators.

Upon seeing that palm-sized dark, dull stone in his hand, everyone showed contempt; some cultivators mocked: "Just this? Worth 100,000 spirit stones? Are you trying to deceive Fellow Daoist Wang?"

Liao Ru Grand Master and a few others also looked over, scanned with divine sense, found nothing abnormal, but they couldn't believe anyone would joke about their own lives; Wang Ye thought the same, so they all turned their gaze to that relatively young cultivator.

That cultivator wore a black robe, his face slightly pale; seeing all the cultivators looking at him, his face actually turned red.

However, he knew that if he didn't explain quickly, those fierce cultivators before him might really attack and kill.

So he hurriedly said: "This is a kind of ore that has long been extinct in the cultivation world, Purple Luo Heaven Azure!"

Purple Luo Heaven Azure?

"What is this? All cultivators present looked bewildered; none had heard of this ore! Seeing this, the cultivator anxiously explained:"

"It's true; this ore is a kind of ancient strange stone, containing Purple Luo, shining with Heaven Azure!"

Wang Ye gazed at the strange stone in his hand, then suspiciously looked at the young Foundation Establishment cultivator and asked: "What can this stone be used for?"

The young cultivator's expression stalled, then he hesitantly said: "This, I don't know either; this ore I discovered in an ancient cave dwelling; I didn't pay attention to it at the time, but beside it was written a sentence: 'Contains Purple Luo, shines with Heaven Azure.' I have an ancient text passed down in my family; most of it is unreadable characters, but the sentence beside Purple Luo Heaven Azure resembles a sentence in that ancestral text in character form, so I brought it out."

After saying all that in one breath, the young cultivator involuntarily paused, then continued: "Afterwards, I spent twenty years searching, poring over ancient texts, and finally understood its meaning!"

After finishing, he looked at Wang Ye with an eager expression; he knew those cultivators present probably wouldn't believe what he said, but it's true!

Wang Ye speaks and acts straightforwardly, so in sensing people's hearts he often instantly knows how someone is; according to his impression, this person's words are probably not false, but is this strange stone genuine?

"No fear of ten thousand, just fear of the unexpected; he couldn't decide this matter himself, just as Wang Ye hesitated whether to kill the cultivator before him, Wang Ping's voice suddenly sounded from behind him:"

「Are you sure the stone before you is an ancient strange stone: Purple Luo Heaven Azure? 」

Upon hearing Wang Ping's voice, Wang Ye immediately turned his head, saw Wang Ping walking over calmly, felt delighted, and secretly sent a voice transmission asking: "Brother Lan, how are your injuries?"

Wang Ping gave him a reassuring look, then walked straight toward Wang Ye, took the stone from his palm, observed it carefully; after ten breaths, he calmly asked again:

「Are you really sure? 」

The cultivator came to his senses and immediately replied: "Absolutely certain; I have my family's ancient text here."

Saying this, he took out a red jade slip.

Looking at the jade slip in his hand, the cultivator embarrassedly laughed and said: "The ancient text is already damaged, but its information has been completely recorded inside!"

Wang Ping neither confirmed nor denied, scanned with divine sense, found no danger, then accepted it.

The jade slip had no restrictions set, so he directly affixed the jade slip to his forehead.

Wang Ye saw this, wanted to stop him, but Wang Ping smiled and gestured for him not to worry.

In fact, Wang Ping truly had nothing to worry about, with a silver-white block and silver stone gate present; he was completely unafraid that the other would cause trouble in his sea of consciousness!

The young cultivator inevitably felt somewhat nervous, while also harboring a hint of resentment in his heart: "Can you understand it?"

After ten breaths, Wang Ping lowered the jade slip placed on his brow, and said to the young cultivator: "This stone counts as 100,000 spirit stones for you! You may go!"

The cultivator was stunned, somewhat disbelieving, but quickly came to his senses, hurriedly bowed in thanks, and swiftly walked forward; he didn't even dare to take his family's ancient text.

Wang Ping looked at Master Liaoru and the others and said: "Several fellow Daoists, I will buy this stone for one hundred thousand spirit stones!"

Wang Ye, seeing this, hurriedly said: "Lan Ming fellow Daoist, what nonsense is this? It's just a broken stone, isn't it? Since you want it, I'll give it to you—why bother spending spirit stones to buy it?"

Zhang Zuo laughed and said: "Lan fellow Daoist, no need to be polite; since you want it, I'll give it to you!"

Master Liaoru, Ouyang Hua also spoke up, saying: "Wang fellow Daoist, just take it!"