The first peak of Yuanmang.
A row of wooden palaces are located in the center of the mountain top.
It is a sunny day today, with a gentle warm breeze, making people feel so comfortable that they just want to find a place to enjoy the beautiful scenery on the top of the mountain.
Standing on the highest peak of Yuanmang, you can have a panoramic view of all the mountains and lands, overlook the more beautiful peaks around, and clearly see the mist curling in the canyons and streams.
"Once every three years, here I am again."
Han Ting smiled brightly, her eyes showing great interest.
Pang Jian looked around silently.
He saw that on the smooth and flat rock ground at the top of the mountain, there were many cushions for people to sit on.
In front of each futon, there is a wooden table for displaying items.
There are dozens of wooden towers among the numerous wooden platforms and cushions. On top of the wooden towers, which are several meters high, sit women in white who are loyal to Old Monster Cao.
After a quick look, Pang Jian discovered that there were hundreds of cushions and wooden platforms scattered in a circle surrounding the wooden palace.
Many of the independent cultivators who came up found a cushion at random, sat down, and then displayed the spiritual materials, precious crystals, pills, spells and utensils they planned to sell on the wooden platform.
The independent cultivators who were planning to buy spiritual materials walked slowly in front of the wooden platforms, their eyes wandering around aimlessly.
After paying attention for a while, Pang Jian was secretly surprised.
—The identities of the buyers and sellers among the independent cultivators are not fixed.
Some casual cultivators originally wanted to purchase spiritual materials, but when they didn't see anything they were interested in for a while, they would just find an empty cushion to sit on and put the things they didn't need on the wooden platform to sell.
There were also cases where a casual cultivator who was originally selling spiritual materials suddenly saw the spiritual materials he needed displayed on a wooden platform in the distance. He immediately put away his things and took the initiative to go over to the stall owner to ask about the price.
Every independent cultivator, as well as the descendants from aristocratic families, held a token engraved with the word "Mang" in their hands.
Whenever a deal is finalized, both parties involved will inform the women in white clothes near the wooden tower and ask them to pay 10% of the spirit stones each.
The existence of the token and the woman in white patrolling the wooden tower seem to be to ensure that the participants will not conduct transactions privately.
Pang Jian, who was not in a hurry to move, gradually noticed that there were no people from the Blood Moon or Yinling Temple, only independent cultivators and children from aristocratic families.
So he asked Han Ting in a low voice.
"It was like this for the first three days. This is because the items being traded were not of high value, so even the internal trading floor was not open."
Han Ting, who had participated in the event many times, pointed to the wooden buildings and said, "Wait for the next three days, when we get to the trading floor, and then the priceless goods will gradually appear."
"On the last day, Old Monster Cao will take out the rare treasures he has collected and let the buyers draw lots to get them."
Pang Jian asked in confusion: "Drawing lots? Isn't it that the highest bidder wins?"
"Yes, it's a lottery. The event hosted by Old Monster Cao can attract so many independent cultivators and people from various schools and sects because the rare treasures he takes out at the end are not awarded to the highest bidder, but are completely based on luck."
Han Ting smiled sweetly.
She was not used to using a hairpin to tie her hair up, so she gathered the hair around her ears somewhat unnaturally and continued:
"If the highest bidder wins, then even rare treasures from the Third Realm will always be taken by the people from the Blood Moon Sect, the Fiery Sun Sect, and the Galaxy Alliance, right?"
At this point, Han Ting's eyes showed some respect: "Old Monster Cao is also a casual cultivator, so he gave casual cultivators a chance. The rare treasures he took out on the last day will be marked with a price in advance. Those who want it can draw lots, and if they draw the lot, they can buy it at the price he marked."
"People from the five major sects and the dignitaries of the major families do not have the privilege to break the rules and cannot force purchase at a high price."
"He did this so that the independent cultivators could get the spiritual materials they urgently needed at a relatively low price."
Han Ting explained patiently.
"He is so kind, doesn't he plan to make money?"
Pang Jian was surprised.
"Through everyone's own transactions in the previous six days, he has earned enough spirit stones." Han Ting rolled her eyes at him and explained: "It is because the rare treasures he took out on the last day are often of extremely high value and appear to be very fair, that his trading conference held every three years attracts everyone."
"In the first six days, he took 20% of every transaction, which made him a lot of money."
Han Ting looked at the wooden buildings with some envy, and then said, "The spiritual stones that Cao Laoguai obtained through the triennial trading conference are enough to meet his daily cultivation needs!"
After listening, Pang Jian nodded slightly, and then he and Han Ting went together to move between the stalls.
During this time, he noticed that a casual cultivator named Zhang Bin frequently looked at him and Han Ting with intriguing eyes.
Every time Zhang Bin looked over, Han Ting would move closer to him intentionally or unintentionally.
—It seems like this is a deliberate attempt to disgust Zhang Bin.
Soon, Pang Jian saw some casual cultivators selling pieces of stones emitting the sun's light at a stall.
There is a mark on the top of the stone - Sunstone.
He immediately remembered the alien woman from the fifth realm and her extreme desire for this ore, so he stopped to take a closer look.
There are seven pieces of Sunstone in total, with a total price of two thousand spirit stones. There is also a row of small words below, describing the rarity and uses of the Sunstone.
Pang Jian didn't care about its use or how rare it was. After hesitating for a moment, he expressed his desire to buy it to the stall owner sitting on the mat.
"Little brother, you really know what you are talking about."
The short and fat stall owner stood up with a smile and waved happily to the woman in white on the nearest wooden tower: "I've made a fortune here!"
Immediately, he pulled Pang Jian to the side of the woman in white and handed her two hundred spirit stones.
The woman in white accepted it with a smile and looked at Pang Jian again.
Pang Jian, who knew the rules, also took out two hundred spirit stones and gave them to the woman in white on the wooden tower as a commission from the transaction. He then took out two thousand spirit stones and exchanged them for seven Sun Essence Stones from the short and fat stall owner.
The stall owner who received the spiritual stones closed his stall immediately, turned from a seller to a buyer, and went to other stalls to purchase the spiritual materials he had long set his eyes on.
He sold seven Sun Essence Stones just to get two thousand Spirit Stones in exchange for the item he liked.
“Damn it!”
Pang Jian, who was keeping an eye on his movements, saw him suddenly stamp his feet and curse: "It's only been a short time? The magic formula I liked is gone?"
Pang Jian didn't answer and continued to wander between the stalls.
Not long after, he saw the lightning-struck wood and golden obsidian that the alien women from the fifth realm needed, and he also purchased them with the spirit stones in his hand.
In just one hour, the three thousand spirit stones and twenty pieces of spirit jade in his hand were used up.
In his storage bracelet, besides the Jingzhi Gun, the copper box, the lightning-struck wood, the golden obsidian and the sun stone, there were only thirteen pieces of spiritual jade.
Even if one piece of spiritual jade could be exchanged for one hundred spiritual stones, he would only have one thousand three hundred spiritual stones left.
At this time, he saw someone selling tranquilizers.
A bottle of tranquilizing pills, containing ten pills, priced at... three thousand spirit stones.
The spiritual jades in his hand could not even buy a bottle of tranquilizing pills, not to mention the commission that Old Monster Cao took.
Standing in front of the stall, Pang Jian stopped and said after a while: "I remember you said you would compensate me with spirit stones."
Han Ting originally came to seek healing and detoxification elixir, but because her injuries were getting better day by day, she had no particular purpose or pursuit. Upon hearing this, she was surprised and asked, "You want the tranquilizing pill?"
Pang Jian nodded.
"All right."
Han Ting snorted and said to the stall owner who had been staring at her hot body for a long time, "A bottle of tranquilizer pills, I want it now!"
"Okay!"
The tall and thin stall owner quickly stood up and went to the nearby wooden tower with her.
After each of them gave three hundred spirit stones, Han Ting took out ten times as many spirit stones, put the bottle of tranquilizer into her pocket, and handed it to Pang Jian.
"That's all for today."
Once he got the tranquilizing pill, Pang Jian, who was short of money, no longer had the mood to wander around.
"This was your first time attending a conference, and you quickly bought a few things and then ended it hastily?"
Han Ting was surprised.
She still remembered her first meeting. She stayed there until dark, and only left reluctantly when the women in white started to expel her.
She knew very well that the things that vendors were selling nowadays might not be all that was on display.
There are also many wanderers who have good things in their hands. They may sit down at any moment and take out treasures that will make people's eyes shine.
"I'm short of money. When I see something I want, I don't have the spirit stones to buy it."
Pang Jian said frankly.
Han Ting was stunned, thinking, who among the children of the upper realm families doesn't have tens of thousands of spirit stones on him
This guy only spent a few thousand spirit stones, but he's already broke
After hesitating for a moment, Han Ting kindly said, "I can lend you some."
“No need.”
Pang Jian shook his head.
"Well, you go back first, I'll look around."
Han Ting didn't force it.
"Um."
Pang Jian had no intention of hanging out with her, so he walked straight away from the top of the mountain and walked along the stone steps towards his cave.
Nineteenth floor, Cave No. 56.
After closing the stone door, Pang Jian first swallowed a tranquilizer, and then began to establish a connection with the traitor.
The traitor's vision slowly emerged.
A ferocious beast covered in thick ice fell in a pool of its own blood. Its blood was a strange light blue color.
There are actually tiny ice crystals in the light blue blood, shining like stars.
The traitor was now crawling on the corpse of this huge ferocious beast, greedily drinking the blood of the icy beast.
The Celestial Clan woman with six pairs of pure white wings looked at it tenderly and said softly, "I'm sorry for what I've done to you recently. You've lost weight and your bloodline has stagnated. It's all my fault. I'm really stupid. How could a dark giant anaconda be a herbivore..."
“Woo woo!”
The traitor who was swallowing the blood of the ferocious beast hungrily felt as if something was stuck in his throat and suddenly began to vomit frantically.
"Sunshine Stone! Lightning strikes wood, golden obsidian!"
Yu Xin flapped her wings and screamed in surprise.
The pieces of ore that she urgently needed were once again spit out by Xiao Hei, which made her feel touched and guilty: "Xiao Hei, you are so good to me. I don't know how to repay you..."
"No! Wait! You can't handle the horns of the Ice Crystal Beast!"
Yu Xin suddenly yelled.
She was feeling very moved when she suddenly discovered that after Xiao Hei spit out the ore, he suddenly rushed to the horn of the ice crystal beast and swallowed the horn that she had cut off in one gulp.
"This ice crystal beast is a level seven ferocious beast. Its horns are extremely cold and sharp. It will pierce your internal organs!"
She frantically tried to stop it.
However.
Under someone's instructions, the Dark Anaconda swallowed the horn of the seventh-level ice crystal beast in one gulp, and immediately teleported the horn from the fifth realm to the fifty-six caves in the third realm.
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(End of this chapter)