Chapter 653

After a long time, this Gui Xu live stream finally came to an end, and the fragments of the Dew-Collecting Tray returned to silence.

Lan Jiu held the fragments, which were like a silver mirror, in his hand. Facing the covetous gazes around him, he appeared calm on the surface, but the pressure in his heart was immense.

Among these people, Nascent Soul old monsters were just small characters!

There were even several Soul Transformation ancestors hidden among them. His level of cultivation was like an ant. If it weren't for the fact that none of these people dared to move first, I'm afraid that in an instant, this Twelve-Story Building and he would have been beaten into flying ash!

In this situation... even the Flower Fox Marten was useless!

Lan Jiu's back was soaked with cold sweat. He felt as if he were holding a Heavenly Tribulation Divine Thunder that could explode at any moment, blowing him into ashes.

He glanced at Xia Yi, suddenly threw the silver mirror in his hand, and the instantly erupting energy collided in the void, making the entire Twelve-Story Building unable to suppress it and beginning to tremble.

The shopkeeper of the Twelve-Story Building wiped the sweat from his face. In a normal situation, these cultivators would naturally not be able to make any waves in this magic treasure, the Twelve-Story Building. But now, it wasn't a question of whether he could use this magic treasure to suppress everything, but whether the people inside would break this magic treasure if they started fighting!

He now had no desire for this silver mirror; he just wanted to send these gods of plague away!

Lan Jiu stammered: "This silver mirror is just a fragment of the Dew-Collecting Tray; its value is probably not as high as your Phoenix Blood Divine Jade. The item belongs to you!"

Xia Yi felt the terrifying auras behind him. Hearing this, he almost jumped up: "Haha! You are really joking! What virtue or ability does the Phoenix Blood Divine Jade have to compare with the Immortal Han's nation-protecting spiritual treasure—the Dew-Collecting Tray? In the past, when the Dew-Collecting Tray was around, a bottle of immortal dew could buy it! What's more... it also contains clues to the secret land in the Gui Xu!"

"This treasure is of immeasurable value. I, Xia Yi, admit defeat! This Phoenix Blood Divine Jade is compensation for you; I shall take my leave now!"

After saying that, he threw the Phoenix Blood Divine Jade in his hand to Lan Jiu as if it were burning hot, turned around, and wanted to flee.

Just kidding, when the Dew-Collecting Tray fragments were unknown, they were treasures; now they were death warrants. Whoever held them would be unlucky.

There were hidden dragons and crouching tigers among the onlookers. He caught a glimpse of several old monsters whom his father, the King of Hanhai, had to treat with respect.

Now that clues related to the Tree of Immortality, the Dew-Collecting Copper Plate, the Immortal Qin Golden Figure, the Stellar Heavenly Ship, and countless treasures were all tied to this piece of broken mirror...

A heaven-shaking battle could break out at any moment. Now, it just needed a spark, and the Flying Boat Xiancheng would become a battlefield and be beaten into ruins!

Who would dare to take such a thing?

At this time, a long laugh came from the sky. An old man with a broad belt and elegant crown, wearing Daoist robes, descended on a cloud with several male and female cultivators. He laughed loudly: "Fellow Daoists, are you planning to destroy this Xiancheng? The appearance of the Dew-Collecting Tray is indeed an opportunity, but this item was obtained by this young friend. Everyone, respect your status; surely you wouldn't disregard your reputation to rob a junior?"

The old man descended from the cloud, and in the blink of an eye, his aura merged with the Twelve-Story Building.

At this moment, the shopkeeper of the Twelve-Story Building welcomed him as if he had seen a savior, bowed, and said: "Senior Master Jiuchuan's arrival makes my humble shop shine!"

Hermit Master Jiuchuan!

Brother Qian Chen heard the crowd discussing spiritedly. This Hermit Master Jiuchuan, along with Mr. Master Dayou and the Dragon-Fishing Old Man, were known as the Three Friends of the East Sea, and were overseas Primordial Spirits!

The Seven Immortal Alliances did such big business, naturally there was a background behind them. This Hermit Master Jiuchuan was one of their backgrounds, and now he was here to hold the fort! What surprised them was not that Hermit Master Jiuchuan came forward, but that this old man happened to be in the Flying Boat Xiancheng, which was a coincidence.

With a Primordial Spirit coming forward to sit in town, the restless aura here was naturally forcibly suppressed and failed to erupt.

Hermit Master Jiuchuan had a smile on his face, looking like an ordinary old man. His aura was round and harmonious, not awe-inspiring or overbearing.

"Old man, Venerable Illusion God, is willing to pay fifty true talismans to buy your silver mirror!"

A cultivator wrapped in a black robe suddenly spoke. Everyone suddenly came to their senses. That's right! Hermit Master Jiuchuan could indeed suppress the scene, but the Three Friends of the East Sea had a very good reputation and had never been rumored to bully others with their power.

If it were bought from that youth, the Hermit would have no reason to stop it; instead, he would have to protect the safety of the buyer to maintain the reputation of the Seven Immortal Alliances and the Flying Boat Market.

Suddenly, the sound of bidding rose like a tide: "My True Water Palace wants this fragment of the Dew-Collecting Tray! As long as you hand it over, I can seal you as the Holy Son of this sect, in charge of five thousand miles of sea territory, millions of people, and twelve sea kingdoms. You will control the power of life and death over everyone there, and I also promise to help you cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage and master the great power of this sect!"

"This..."

Such conditions made everyone shudder.

If one agreed, even a nameless loose cultivator could reach the peak, control the power of several kingdoms, and possess boundless power.

"Heh... what is this little benefit?" An old monster sneered: "Selling your things on the condition of being a dog for them... isn't that ridiculous? It's not as good as true talismans!"

"Little brother, for this thing, I offer a fifth-rank Divine Talisman. In an instant, you can become a local deity and possess the magic power of a Yin Spirit!"

"What power? Whether your father has it or your mother has it, it's not as good as having it yourself! Refining this Divine Talisman will allow you to be sealed as a god, enjoy ten thousand years of heavenly salary, and have a lifespan comparable to a Soul Transformation!"

The old monster brought out another condition, causing a commotion. Some cultivators couldn't help but be jealous. The spiritual treasure was just a fragment after all, and the clues about the secret land in the Gui Xu were just reflections in a mirror or the moon in the water—visible but untouchable.

But this fifth-rank Divine Talisman was a genuine supreme treasure.

Most cultivators endure hard cultivation just for power, power, freedom, and longevity, right?

Refining this Divine Talisman would give you everything. In an instant, you would enjoy ten thousand years of lifespan, which was countless times better than the visible but untouchable Dew-Collecting Tray fragments. For a moment, everyone thought Lan Jiu would agree.

But Lan Jiu just shook his head slightly: "I don't want to walk the path of the gods. I once promised a senior that I would walk my own path, and I dare not break my word!"

A burly monk nearby suddenly laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Divine Talisman! I knew you people from the Praying to Heaven Sect would plot for this treasure. Your Praying to Heaven Sect claims to have inherited the Northern Dipper lineage, but has the one from the Profound Tiangong acknowledged you? Is the Northern Dipper Praying for Blessings and Avoiding Calamities Flat Heaven Crown, the nation-protecting spiritual treasure of the ancient Northern Dipper lineage, in your hands?"

"Without the endorsement of the Profound Heaven Upper Palace, your Divine Talisman is not part of the Heavenly Court system. Although it can extend lifespan and become a god, there is no name in the Heavenly Court's immortal register. Even if someone kills you and seizes the Divine Talisman, no one will care."

"A mere Yin Spirit minor god, carrying such a heavy treasure, and with no background. Perhaps as soon as you refine the Divine Talisman, someone will kill you and seize it!"

The burly man's face was not smiling, and he looked sideways at the ancestor of the Praying to Heaven Sect. There was no need to say more about what he was implying.

The Soul Transformation ancestor of the Praying to Heaven Sect had her face twitching with anger. She raised her head, and the dense wrinkles on her face were chilling; she was a long-hidden old monster.

She said to Lan Jiu: "What promise or not? That senior of yours might not even be able to achieve longevity himself, yet you still want to walk your own path? If you agree now, my Praying to Heaven Sect will naturally protect you and become a local righteous god, enjoying blessings and virtues. With so many fellow Daoists present, do you think I would lie to you?"

Before the burly man could finish speaking, he interrupted: "My Empty Sea Temple is a place for dragons to cultivate. Many high monks have left behind sariras refined from their dragon pearls after passing away. Such sariras possess infinite divine power, each containing several types of divine abilities, and some even contain great divine abilities. Refining one such sarira can easily allow one to cultivate a divine ability."

"I offer six sariras, one of which contains a great divine ability, to buy your broken mirror!"

The successive bids stirred up people's hearts even more and made them full of jealousy toward Lan Jiu.

Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Brother Qian Chen suddenly sighed beside him: "This youth is too eye-catching! No matter what he exchanges it for, I'm afraid he won't be able to walk out of this Flying Boat Market!"

His words faintly reached Lan Jiu's ears. Lan Jiu raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice, but was blocked by the crowd and did not see Brother Qian Chen. His heart skipped a beat, and he secretly thought: "It's that bad guy! He said this, is he trying to hint at something to me?"

Lan Jiu knew that regardless of how readily these old monsters and ancestors made their bids, it was hard to say whether he could really get the benefits if he turned around and handed over the silver mirror.

If these people played any tricks on the items used for payment, he wouldn't be able to discover them. It would be better to hold onto this clean silver mirror.

However, holding the silver mirror made him a target for everyone, receiving attention everywhere, which was also a hot potato.

Lan Jiu thought for a moment, then suddenly got up and walked toward Hermit Master Jiuchuan. The people around suddenly realized: "This kid is really smart. Hermit Master Jiuchuan has the best reputation. If he offers the Dew-Collecting Tray, he naturally won't treat him badly. And he will also protect him from the threats of those Soul Transformation ancestors. You must know that selling it to one person will offend the others. Only the Hermit can suppress these people!"

"This kid is extraordinary!"

Lan Jiu originally had this idea, but the Flower Fox Marten beside his ear suddenly squeaked, full of hostility toward Hermit Master Jiuchuan.

Lan Jiu's heart moved, and he changed his mind. He offered the Dew-Collecting Tray fragments and said: "Since the market is a place for business, I wonder if you are willing to accept my auction of this item?"

"Auction?"

Someone widened their eyes and said tremblingly: "This kid is going to cause trouble!"

"Is this going to cause a big event? Not many Soul Transformation experts know about this yet. Once the news spreads, the number of Soul Transformation experts at the auction might be ten times what it is today. This is going to completely destroy the Flying Boat Market!"

"This kid is so ruthless... too greedy!"

"His character is too poor. Even if such a cultivator has a temporary opportunity, he will never grow up. Handing it over to Hermit Master Jiuchuan is the best choice! But he is using the Hermit to maximize his interests!" Someone shook their head in disdain.

Hermit Master Jiuchuan was also surprised by his choice. After pondering for a moment, he nodded and said: "Since the market is a place for business, naturally I won't refuse a deal! If you auction this item, my Seven Immortal Alliances won't take it; instead, it will look like I have a guilty conscience! How about this: this item will be the grand finale of the Jiazi Grand Auction, and my Seven Immortal Alliances will only take 10% of the proceeds. What does the young friend think?"

Lan Jiu nodded and said: "Then this broken mirror of the Dew-Collecting Tray will be kept by the Seven Immortal Alliances!"

Hermit Master Jiuchuan nodded. He didn't seem angry at Lan Jiu's scheming and still said gently: "The safety of the young friend in the market will naturally be the responsibility of the Seven Immortal Alliances. I will definitely not let any petty people disturb the young friend."

Finally, the series of twists and turns in the Twelve-Story Building settled down. Lan Jiu took the Phoenix Blood Divine Jade and, under the arrangement of the Immortal Alliance, moved into the Chaotian Palace.

And Brother Qian Chen, who was also preparing to leave, was spied on by some people.

Several old monsters said in secret: "This person's insight is very extraordinary. He knows the origins of the various things in the illusion like the back of his hand, and his background is mysterious. He might be related to the fragments of the Dew-Collecting Tray that have appeared. We can't let him just leave like this!"

At this moment, I don't know how many people were secretly following Brother Qian Chen, trying to figure out his background...

"The previous performance was still too conspicuous!"

Brother Qian Chen sighed in his heart: "At least that little friend from the Nine You Sect is suspicious of me, and I guess he's going to test me!"

"It seems that the identity I originally arranged was not without purpose; it's just to put your minds at ease!" After thinking this, he led these gazes toward another collision of karma...

"These people are all my wisdom!" Brother Qian Chen was compassionate: "The Buddha is compassionate to all living beings. This heart should be like my heart. I seem to have realized the Buddha's realm!"