Chapter 50
: No Talking in the Commercial Street The Dao Sect Immortal Artifact Appreciation Conference is a famous event in Jiuzhou, held once every 100 years, and any cultivator can participate. For the forces holding immortal artifacts, this is a rare opportunity for communication. It is called appreciation, but in fact it is a battle of magic with immortal artifacts.
As for other cultivators, they can watch magic duels, buy and sell treasures, and display treasures here. Various chambers of commerce are also ready to go and have stationed here early, setting up temporary branches in Dao Sect to sell and auction treasures, preparing for a big fight.
With Dao Zong's endorsement, no one would dare to use their power to lower the price, or to kill and rob after the auction.
It has been more than eighty years since the last Immortal Artifact Appreciation Conference. This time, due to the self-refining of the Yin-Yang Heavenly Seal, Dao Sect held the conference ahead of schedule.
"Are you going shopping in the shopping street?" Jiang Li asked after leaving Fengji Cave.
"Eh?" Saint Jingxin didn't expect Jiang Li to ask such a question. She actually wanted to go shopping in the shopping street. She didn't necessarily want to buy anything, but she must go shopping.
But with the lesson of Feizhou in mind, and considering Jiang Li's personality, if I said I wanted to go to the shopping street, he might say, "You go shopping, I'm leaving first."
So she went against her conscience and said, "No, what's the point of going to the shopping street? I won't go."
"Oh, then you go first. I'll go for a walk." Jiang Li said, and walked away on his own, leaving behind the Holy Maiden of Pure Heart with disheveled hair in the wind.
The Holy Maiden Jingxin stomped her feet in anger, but she gritted her teeth and followed.
Just as Jiang Li had decided before, he came to the conference just to take a break, so he didn't have any purpose, he just wanted to wander around and visit friends.
"Well, don't you think the shopping street is boring?" Jiang Li was walking alone, but he didn't expect that the Holy Maiden Jingxin would catch up with him so quickly.
"Hey, this flower is so beautiful." Saint Zhenxin couldn't answer Jiang Li's question. She turned around and squatted on the ground, pretending to be attracted by the flowers and plants sold at the stall.
And this flower is really beautiful. It is snow-white from the petals to the flower stem, with a thin layer of frost condensed on the petals. Under the sunlight, the frost glows with colorful light.
"Fairy, you have good eyesight. I spent a month in an extremely cold place to finally find this ice crystal flower. It is very beneficial for ice spiritual roots. There is a chance to feel the extreme cold!" The peddler tried his best to sell the ice crystal flower. The ice spiritual root is a mutated single spiritual root. There are very few cultivators with this kind of spiritual root. He was also troubled by the fact that he could not sell the ice crystal flower, so he wanted to try his luck at the Fairy Artifact Appreciation Conference.
He thought that the Holy Maiden Jingxin was a cultivator with ice spiritual roots.
After asking the price, the Holy Maiden Jingxin bought it without bargaining.
She has wood spiritual roots, so the ice crystal flower has no effect on her, but that doesn’t matter, as long as it looks good.
The wealthy and powerful Saint Zhenxin buys whatever she sees, regardless of whether it is real or fake, or what its function is. She has only one criterion for buying: it looks good.
The Holy Maiden of Pure Heart was charming and wealthy, and she quickly attracted people's attention.
Jiang Li was wearing a mask, and no one paid attention to him because the appearance of the mask was exactly the same as himself.
The Jiang Renhuang mask, which is very popular among children, costs one low-grade spirit stone.
"What a beautiful girl! Bring her to me. I want her to be my eighth prince's consort!" The youngest son of Emperor Wei ordered his subordinates.
The subordinate hesitated for a moment and dissuaded him: "Before leaving, the imperial concubine told you not to cause trouble in Dao Zong."
At this time, Emperor Wei was still immersed in the pain of never being able to see the Fairy Hongchen again in this life. He had no interest in state affairs, nor in attending the conference, so he let his youngest son go to the Dao Sect conference on his behalf.
The youngest son of Emperor Wei glared at his subordinates, and they dared not say anything more. Everyone knew that he relied on Emperor Wei's favor to act recklessly in the Wei Dynasty, bullying men and women, and his methods of dealing with people were extremely cruel. If they had a choice, they would not be willing to be subordinates of the little prince.
"We received a report that you are causing trouble here. Come with us." Two Dao Sect disciples came to the youngest son of Emperor Wei with expressionless faces. Seeing that he did not move, the two were about to take action.
"How dare you! I am the prince of Wei!"
The youngest son of Emperor Wei was furious. The six major sects were equal to the nine dynasties. He, a prince, was equivalent to a core disciple of Dao Sect. How dare Dao Sect treat him like this! The two core disciples of Dao Sect curled their lips. Dare to cause trouble next to Emperor Jiang Ren. Don’t say you are a prince. Even if your father comes, it will be useless.
The subordinates put up a symbolic resistance and watched helplessly as the prince was taken away by Dao Zong.
As a person in the Spiritualization Stage, it's normal that I can't beat Dao Zong in the Nascent Soul Stage.
"Why did I do that? You're taking me away!" Seeing that his subordinates didn't care about him and Dao Zong was not afraid of him, he got angry. I haven't done anything bad yet! "Talking is prohibited in the shopping street!"
The youngest son of Emperor Wei looked at the bustling commercial street in disbelief. This reason was too perfunctory!
You said I can accept it if my left foot steps into the shopping street, but no, I can't accept this either! The core disciples of Dao Sect didn't care what he thought and just pulled him away.
From Jiang Li's perspective, there are a lot of bargains to be found in the shopping street. The grass leaves are engraved with peerless swordsmanship, the dew-receiving plate is actually the key to a secret realm, and the leg bone of a monster contains a drop of true blood of a monster in the fusion stage...
If Jiang Li wants to find a bargain, he can find 99% of the good things in the shopping street.
But these things are of no use to him, so it is better to leave them to the younger generations.
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Jiang Li saw the auction promotion again. It said what would be auctioned and also said mysteriously that there would be a grand finale treasure, so he went in to take a look.
"The ultimate spiritual treasure, the Demon-Slaying Flying Sword, will increase its power against demons by 30%. The starting bid is 500 lower-grade spiritual stones!"
"Five hundred and twelve!"
"One thousand and twenty-four!"
"Two thousand and forty-eight!"
"Four thousand and ninety-six!"
Jiang Li shouted the first price, which led to exponential bidding, which made the auctioneer's face twitch.
He has been in this business for 30 years and has never seen anyone bid like that. Can't they just call out a whole number?
What’s even more interesting is that the demon tribe was the most interested in this flying sword. They were the ones who raised the price, and in the end, it was a demon tribe member who bought it.
"Why is this happening?" Saint Jingxin couldn't understand. She thought that the human race around the Bai Ze Dynasty were interested in flying swords. After all, they were facing attacks from monsters at any time.
"If the power of the demon race increases, wouldn't it be easier to defeat their own kind? The demon race all think this way." Jiang Li explained helplessly, "Defeating their own kind, the strong preying on the weak, the strong being respected, bloodlines being respected, anyway, there is no unity and progress."
What followed were the top-grade life-extending pills, the dragon-tiger strength pills, the Yuheng bronze mirror, Buddhist beads, etc., which were enthusiastically sought after by the monks below the stage.
However, to Jiang Li and Saint Lady Jingxin, these are just ordinary things and they are useless even if they are given to them for free.
The final mysterious treasure is a Taoist weapon, a hammer containing the Dao of Dreams, which can knock people unconscious and make them fall into a dream.
Jiang Li thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure out what this sledgehammer could do.
(End of this chapter)