Chapter 1137

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

More and more people were on the Zhandao.

Xu Zhangqing and the others walked while looking around.

The market in Qinglong Donglu was more than ten times larger than the market at Yu Heng Xing's Star Spirit Grass; stalls on both sides of the Zhandao extended out into several branch paths, each leading to a different Trading Area.

Xu Zhangqing stopped at a stall selling Lingti; on the stall were placed several spirit plants he had never seen before.

Among them, one was entirely emerald green, its leaves rhombus-shaped, edges tinged with golden patterns, and the soil at its roots was mixed with a few fragments of Spirit Stone.

The stall owner was a lean middle-aged Male Cultivator; seeing Xu Zhangqing pause, he immediately introduced: "This Dao Friend has truly good eyesight; this is Dragon Breath Grass, which only exists in Qinglong Donglu, a Six-Grade Spirit Plant.

The golden runes on the leaves are formed from absorbing Dragon Vein Qi."

Xu Zhangqing picked up that Dragon Breath Grass, examined it carefully, and was just about to open his mouth to ask the price.

Linglong suddenly tugged his sleeve, pointing at another stall: "Father, look!"

Xu Zhangqing looked in the direction she pointed; not far away, a stall displayed a spirit plant entirely transparent like Glazed.

Silver Liquid flowed inside its branches, emitting an extremely pure Wood Spirit Qi.

Ruo Qunshuang was slightly surprised: "This is……"

Zhang Zaizhi stroked his Fine Beard, eyes lighting up: "Glazed Wood, a Seven-Grade Spirit Plant; its branches are top-grade material for refining Wood Attribute Magic Treasures."

Xu Zhangqing walked over and asked the stall owner one sentence: "How to sell?"

The stall owner was a white-haired old woman; she raised her head, glanced at Xu Zhangqing, and slowly extended three fingers: "Three thousand Top-Grade Spirit Stones."

Xu Zhangqing did not hesitate, decisively bought it.

A mere three thousand Top-Grade Spirit Stones.

On himself, he fully had several hundred million Top-Grade Spirit Stones.

Linglong came over, curiously poked the Glazed Wood's transparent branches; the Silver Liquid inside shook accordingly, and she Hehe laughed: "So fun."

Ruo Qunshuang helplessly shook her head: "You~"

Afterward, everyone continued walking inward along the Zhandao.

The further in, the higher the Cultivation Grade of spirit plants on the stalls.

Ang~

Suddenly, a dragon roar that shook heaven and earth came from the sky.

All spirit plants in the entire Xinggang bloomed in that same instant.

Regardless of species, Cultivation Grade, or growth Cultivation Stage, all burst into full bloom at that moment.

Tens of thousands of new buds emerged from the Zhandao cracks; ancient trees on both sides of the Zhandao grew toward the sky at a speed visible to the Naked Eye.

Branches and leaves scattered large patches of Green Light points, as if a Spirit Rain had fallen.

The Spiritual Energy Concentration of the entire Qinglong Donglu surged several times in that instant.

"The Dragon Adult has awakened!"

Don't know who shouted.

Local cultivators on the Xinggang all stopped trading; some even knelt on the Ground.

Cultivators pressed palms together, foreheads touching the ground, softly reciting ancient scriptures.

While outsiders like Xu Zhangqing all raised their heads to look.

Cloud layers parted to both sides; the entire firmament cleared for a moment.

Immediately after, an entirely azure giant Dragon poked out its Skull.

Its Body Type was massive, like continuous undulating Mountain Ranges, unknown how many ten-thousands of zhang long.

Dragon Horns branched upward; each one flowed with Green Light purer than Top-Grade Spirit Stones.

Dragon Whiskers fluttered in the wind; each sweep brought a wave of Wood Spirit Qi Tide.

On the Dragon Scales, ancient natural patterns were engraved.

Every piece of Scale Armor was a Law's imprint.

Light between heaven and earth converged on the Dragon Scale surfaces into halos, enveloping the entire Qinglong Donglu in warm Spiritual Light.

The Dragon Tail descended from the cloud layers; on the tail tip grew spirit plants of ancient vintage, each at least ten thousand years of medicinal age.

At this moment the Dragon Head lowered; huge Longmu gazed down upon below.

Longmu were Amber Color; within the pupils a Soul Tree's phantom rotated, each sway of the ancient tree accompanied by a wisp of Creation Power overflowing.

Dragon Whiskers brushed through the air; the Spiritual Qi Tide they stirred made the newly sprouted buds on the Zhandao grow another section taller.

It did not speak, merely glanced at the crowd, then turned and swam into the cloud depths.

Kneeling cultivators slowly rose; every person's eyes held reverence and fanaticism.

Zhang Zaizhi took a Deep Breath, softly sighed: "The Dragon Adult has lived tens of thousands of years; today's radiance still makes one dare not look directly."

Chi Ye lay in Linglong's Huai Li, seldom opening its eyes wide, pupils flashing with a strange light.

Linglong said softly: "The Dragon Adult… seemed to look at me?"

Xu Zhangqing secretly thought: "Also looked at me."

Father and daughter, both were glanced at by this Venerable Dragon.

"The Dragon Adult awakened?"

"How many years since we've seen the Dragon Adult show himself!"

"Worth celebrating!"

At this moment, discussions rose and fell all around.

Xu Zhangqing and the others left Xinggang and turned into a Lingzhi Auction House.

This auction house was renovated from a ten-thousand-year-old ancient tree that had been hollowed out; its interior space was extremely large.

The tree walls were carved full of spiritual array patterns, emitting a soft green light.

The auction hall was already seated with quite a few cultivators, most of them spirit farmers and alchemists.

Xu Zhangqing found a seat and sat down; Ruo Qunshuang and Linglong sat on his two sides, Zhang Zaizhi and Qingyao sat in the back row, and Chi Ye continued lying in Linglong's arms.

Not long after, the auction began.

The first several auction items were all six-grade spirit plants; Xu Zhangqing was not very interested.

Until the seventh auction item was brought up, his eyebrows only twitched slightly.

It was a spirit plant that was pitch-black all over, its leaves covered in fine silver patterns, and the soil at its roots mixed with a few fragments of stone that emitted starlight.

The auctioneer said in a loud voice: "Xingyu Cao, seven-grade spirit plant.

It grows where fallen stars land; the silver patterns on its leaves contain star laws.

Starting price, five thousand top-grade spirit stones.

Each bid must not be lower than five thousand top-grade spirit stones."

Xu Zhangqing looked at that Xingyu Cao, and the six-colored lotus inside his body immediately produced a reaction.

To others, Xingyu Cao is just a spirit plant, but to him it is completely different.

The star laws inside Xingyu Cao seem able to accelerate the formation of the seventh petal.

Therefore, Xu Zhangqing raised the number plate in his hand.

The auctioneer had sharp eyes and called out in a high voice: "Dao Friend number ninety-seven, bidding five thousand top-grade spirit stones!"

As soon as his voice fell, a sound came from another direction: "Ten thousand top-grade spirit stones."

Everyone looked toward the sound.

A youth dressed in a green brocade robe sat in the front row, embracing a beautiful female cultivator in his arms, and two Golden Core Stage guards stood behind him.

He held up his number plate, glanced sideways at Xu Zhangqing, his expression a half-smile.

Xu Zhangqing showed no reaction, and raised his plate again.

Auctioneer: "Dao Friend number ninety-seven, bidding fifteen thousand top-grade spirit stones!"

The brocade-robed youth sneered, and raised his plate again: "Twenty thousand top-grade spirit stones."

Immediately after, he turned his head to look at Xu Zhangqing and called out: "This Dao Friend, I see you are from out of town, right?"

But before Xu Zhangqing could answer, the brocade-robed youth continued on his own: "I am a direct disciple of Qingxuan Sect; my father is even more an inner sect elder of Qingxuan Sect, Mo Yunhe.

Give this Xingyu Cao to me, let's make friends, how about it?"

Qingxuan Sect?

The number one sect of Qinglong Donglu!

The brocade-robed youth's words sounded polite, but the meaning in his words everyone understood.

This place is Qinglong Donglu; I am a person of Qingxuan Sect.

No matter what your background, you have to give face.

The surrounding cultivators gave up raising their plates one after another, simply unwilling to get involved.

Xu Zhangqing glanced at the brocade-robed youth and said in a flat tone: "I am of Beidou Xianfu, the ninth direct disciple under the Great Dao Venerable Seat, Xu Zhangqing!"