"Uncle-Master, Uncle-Master..." The voice gradually approached Yuan Lie Zhenjun's ears.
Yuan Lie Zhenjun shook his somewhat dizzy head. What was wrong with him?
"Why are you still spacing out? Madam Yun is asking you a question. She wants you to see this Void Tree."
"The Void Tree?" Yuan Lie's mind was still a little foggy, and he asked blankly.
"That's right, the Void Tree! Uncle-Master, why did you freeze up as soon as you saw the Void Tree?"
As Murong Qiao spoke, he handed over the small flowerpot he was holding.
"Uncle-Master, you're not young anymore, don't get so agitated. Here, take this!"
Yuan Lie looked down at the flowerpot that Murong Qiao had forcefully shoved into his hand. Inside the small flowerpot was a tiny tree.
The leaves and trunks were all gray, but a light mist swirled around the branches, making them look mysterious and noble!
The flowerpot is small, and the tree inside looks small too, but that doesn't mean the virtual tree is actually that small.
In fact, this tree is thirty or forty meters tall and has a diameter of more than two meters.
It looks small now because this flowerpot is a space-saving treasure, specially designed for planting precious grasses and trees.
"It really is the Void Tree!" Yuan Lie exclaimed, his mind finally clearing.
"Of course it's true."
His senior brother Yuan Huo put down his teacup and said to him, "Alright, junior brother, the Celestial Venerable and his wife have other items to buy. I'll send the Void Tree back to the sect first."
As he spoke, he reached for the flowerpot, and Yuan Lie instinctively hugged it tightly and wouldn't let go.
"Junior brother?"
"Oh, sorry, here you go, senior brother."
What's going on?
Rewind five minutes, and Yunze and Lin Qianqian emerged from the Primordial Realm.
Looking at the still room, Lin Qianqian asked Yunze, "How long have we been inside?"
"In less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea."
"So what do we do now?"
Hearing Lin Qianqian's question, Yunze thought for a moment, snapped his fingers, and the stillness in the quiet room was lifted, but the three of them remained motionless.
Yunze wasn't in a hurry. He first waved his sleeve lightly, and Yuan Huo and Yuan Lie immediately sat down on the stool.
Then Yunze glanced at Lin Qianqian and pointed at Murong Qiao, who was standing there.
Lin Qianqian understood. She took out a flowerpot engraved with runes and moved a Void Tree from the Cloud Void Realm into it.
After preparing, Yunze channeled a stream of spiritual energy into Murong Qiao's brow.
Murong Qiao immediately came to his senses, but he was still a little dazed and didn't know what was wrong with him when a flowerpot was held up in front of him.
"Murong Qiao, why are you all stunned when you see the Void Tree? Are you too happy? Here, take a few more looks!"
Murong Qiao immediately exclaimed as soon as he lowered his head, "That's right! We were all so happy when you took out the Void Tree just now."
They weren't overjoyed, of course; this was a fake image that Yunze had accidentally implanted when he injected spiritual energy into the space between his eyebrows.
Yunze's cultivation level was far higher than Murong Qiao's; it was just a little bit of false memory that wouldn't leave any trace or flaw.
Murong Qiao excitedly turned around and ran to Venerable Yuanhuo: "Master, don't be stunned, look, it really is the Void Tree."
As he shouted, Yunze released Yuan Huo and Yuan Lie from their restraints.
However, Yuan Huo regained consciousness more quickly due to his disciple's shouts and shaking, while Yuan Lie was still in a daze.
Yunze poured several cups of tea, giving one to himself and one to Lin Qianqian, and also to Yuan Huo and Yuan Lie.
Yuan Huo was flattered and carefully accepted the drink.
After drinking most of it, he finally had the mind to look at the Void Tree in his disciple's hand.
At this moment, Lin Qianqian asked Yuan Lie, who was still somewhat bewildered, "True Lord Yuan Lie, please appraise this Void Tree. If both of my conditions are met, then the treehouse is mine."
When Murong Qiao saw that his martial uncle ignored Lin Qianqian's question, he rushed to Yuan Lie Zhenjun and urged his martial uncle to answer, which led to the scene at the beginning.
A moment later, Venerable Yuanhuo left. Murong Qiao did not follow his master, saying that he wanted to stay and serve Yunze and his wife.
Yuan Huo and Yuan Lie were too busy to deal with him right now, so they could only let him be.
"Madam Yun, the other two magical treasures..."
"As I said, I want them all. I also need to purchase some other things from your esteemed establishment. Could you please provide them within six months?"
Lin Qianqian handed over a list as she spoke.
"Thirty thousand low-grade flying swords and three thousand mid-grade flying swords?"
Yuan Lie Zhenjun was stunned when he saw the beginning. Was this about buying a flying sword?
Are you sure you're not buying radishes?
Who buys flying swords for tens of thousands?
Lin Qianqian, seemingly oblivious to his shock, emphasized, "I need to obtain these 33,000 flying swords within six months. No shoddy workmanship; quality and quantity must be guaranteed, and delivery must be on time."
“Madam Yun, it’s impossible to forge so many flying swords in such a short time. It’s too rushed.”
“Your Weapon Sect is a major sect in the Immortal Abyss Realm. Almost everyone there can forge flying swords. Over the years, you must have a considerable stockpile of flying swords. If you’re not enough, hurry up and forge some more. With so many master weapon forgers in your sect, are you worried about not being able to meet your demand? Also, I’ll still use this to pay the bill.”
As he spoke, he pulled out another flowerpot, which also contained a Void Tree.
Below the sea of clouds in her Cloud Void Realm, there is a large area of Void Trees; digging up a few is not a problem.
Yuan Lie Zhenjun glanced at the flowerpot in Lin Qianqian's hand, swallowed hard, and then looked at the goods list on the paper.
Three thousand sets of array flags, three thousand array plates, one thousand spirit-measuring plates, one thousand sound-transmitting conches...
Did we stir up a "thousand" nest today? Everything is at least in the thousands.
After reading it, Yuan Lie took a deep breath and said to Lin Qianqian, "Madam Yun, the items are fine, but the delivery time is too short. Even the flying sword only has six months to deliver, we really can't deliver so many items. But as long as it takes two years, no, one year, we can definitely deliver the goods within one year."
"No, eight months at most."
She can only stay in the Immortal Abyss Realm for ten months. Now almost a month has passed, and there are still nine months left. How can she give them a year to slowly refine it?
"But……"
Yuan Lie Zhenjun wanted to try again, but Yun Ze interrupted him.
"This place is very close to the Weapon Sect. Go back to your sect and discuss it with the sect leader and elders. My wife and I will wait here for an hour."
Yunze spoke, and Yuan Lie dared not say anything more.
He instructed Murong Qiao to treat the guests well, then hurriedly left the quiet room and returned to his sect.
A quarter of an hour later, twenty or thirty people gathered in the main hall of the Weapon Sect's main peak.
Yan Yan, the sect leader of the Weapon Sect, sat in the central seat, looking at the elders and worshippers sitting in the two rows on the left and right in front of him.
To his left was the flowerpot containing the Void Tree.
Yuan Lie was standing at the very back of the left row. He had just finished reporting what had happened and hadn't had a chance to sit down yet.
“Yuan Lie has finished speaking. Does anyone have any comments?” Yan Yan asked.
In the second position from the right, a middle-aged man with a large beard stood up.
He said in a muffled voice, "What does this Yunze Celestial Venerable mean? Is he playing us for a fool? We're not refining pills, where one batch can yield a dozen or even a hundred pills."
An elderly man with long, half-white and half-black hair opposite him said, "Yunze Tianzun and his wife placed a large order with the Danzong sect half a month ago, and the Danzong sect accepted it. In the past few days, several of the Danzong sect's closed-door ancestors have come out of seclusion and are inviting friends everywhere to help refine pills."
"Is that so?"
"Really?"
A murmur of discussion arose in the main hall.
"Does Celestial Venerable Yunze also pay with Void Trees? How many Void Trees does he actually possess?"
The old man spoke again, "I don't know what will be used to pay the bill, the Dan Sect is very secretive about it, but to be able to send out a reclusive ancestor, they must have paid with something good."
At this moment, in the fourth position from the right, a middle-aged man with a somewhat effeminate appearance raised his narrow eyes and uttered a cold, hoarse voice.
"How many good things do you think Celestial Venerable Yunze still has? Can we get them?"
"Hmph, you really dare to think that way..."
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