Chapter Five Hundred and Eleven: Transaction

a promise to me here, asking me to help you wholeheartedly in the future. When you were about to break through to the foundation building stage, you preferred to participate in the sect's training in...A few days ago, Qin Sang changed his appearance and took on the identity of a blacksmith. He became an associate of a shop in Qingyangfang Market, openly appearing there.

He frequently interacted with disciples of the Qingyang Demon Sect, being exceptionally kind and offering low-priced services for repairing or crafting magic artifacts. When he had nothing to do, he would chat idly with them, subtly inquiring about news from the Qingyang Demon Sect.

Sometimes, they would also intentionally or unintentionally give them a piece of advice, pretending to be kind and caring towards their juniors.

And there were many acquaintances who had been seen at Tiange Tower back then. They couldn't recognize this person as their long-cherished Qingfeng Daochang, but they felt very familiar.

That's why Qin Sang is very popular.

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In fact, Qin Sang had already, as a Corpse Refining Demon Cultivator, secretly contacted some people who wanted to buy Corpse Refining. Most of them were Qi Refinement period cultivators.

Foundation-building cultivators watched from afar. A few zombies weren't worth making a big deal out of.

Qin Sang didn't mind. He was sincere in his dealings and had secretly contacted many people, successfully selling four zombies, three of which were sold to disciples of the Qingyang Demon Sect.

This is normal, Qingyang Demon Sect disciples are generally wealthier than casual cultivators, and they offer very generously. A zombie made by Qin Sang's hand is also worth this price.

Thus far, eight of the Corpse Refiners have made their move, Qin Sang still has one zombie and five Corpse Devils in his hands.

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Of these five corpses, there is one foundation-building mid-stage corpse left after the battle with the Qiupao Daoist.

Fourteen remnants of the Quiyin Sect were refined into four corpses, nine zombies, and one was kept by him for his own use.

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After a few more days, the Corpse Refiner appeared again in Qingyangfang Market. This time, besides one zombie, there was also a Corpse Demon. Although their strength wasn't very strong and was still inferior to that of an ordinary Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator.

But this time, the commotion caused was noticeably different.

After the auction, the number of Foundation Establishment cultivators who contacted Qin Sang through Treasure Pavilion noticeably increased.

Qin Sang has always been cautious. Although his goal is to go to the Qingyang Demon Sect, he wouldn't be stupid enough to expose his true intentions and arouse suspicion. Instead, he follows the principle of "the highest bidder gets it."

Another corpse was secretly sold, but unfortunately, the buyer was not a disciple of the Qingyang Demon Sect.

Now, Qin Sang had three remaining sha corpses in his possession. Two were meant to be kept for himself as a foundation-building late stage sha corpse, but for the sake of his dan formation, he should sell them anyway.

However, a Corpse Refinement late-stage expert was too conspicuous. Qin Sang didn't dare to make a move easily.

Day after day passes.

With less than a month left until the auction, a surprising message reached the Zhinbao Building: a renowned expert from the Qingyang Demon Sect wished to meet Qin Sang.

Upon receiving this news, Qin Sang's heart skipped a beat. The person he had been waiting for had finally arrived!

Qin Sang endured the urgency and agreed to meet this person in two days.

Late afternoon on the third day.

The Treasure Pavilion's quiet chamber.

Qin Sang put on a black robe and walked into the Treasure Pavilion. He was led into a quiet room by the manager. At this time, there was a middle-aged man with an elegant temperament sitting inside, with his face uncovered, leisurely sipping tea.

After spending twenty-eight years in the Qianyuanfang market, Qin Sang was somewhat familiar with the experts of the Qianyuan Demon Sect.

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This person's name is Wen Yánjié. He is a master at the later stage of foundation building. It is said that in the Qingyang Demon Sect, he was known for his righteousness, generosity, and love for his junior disciples. His reputation was quite good, and his mastery of the Qingyang Demon Fire was unparalleled.

"So it's Wen Dao-you in person!"

After the Treasure Pavilion manager left, Qin Sang disguised his voice as a hoarse and world-weary one, and sat down in front of Wen Yijie.

Wen Yijie narrowed his eyes, set down his teacup, and appraised Qin Sang, "Daoist friend, do you know Wen"

"It's impossible not to know you," Qin Sang chuckled, "Your fame, Wen Dao Friend, is known throughout Qingyang Fang Market. Everyone here knows your name. Not only have I heard it countless times, my ears are almost calloused from it. To think that Wen Dao Friend is also interested in refining corpses! It seems my corpse demon will fetch a good price."

Wen Yijie said nonchalantly, "Refining corpses is nothing more than a tool, just like magic weapons. Wen has always been interested in anything that can enhance one's power. As for the price it could fetch, it depends on the quality of your refined corpse... You don't need to bring out the kind sold at the auction the other day."

Qin Sang knew that with Wen Yanshan's ability, an ordinary Corpse Puppet wouldn't interest him. He opened the Corpse Puppet Bag and summoned the Foundation Establishment mid-stage Corpse Puppet from within.

"What do you think of this one, friend"

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Wen Yanshao's eyes lit up, he extended his divine sense and swept over the corpse demon, then glanced at Qin Sang, "Friend Daoist is indeed no ordinary person, no wonder Wen couldn't see through your strength! There are probably even stronger corpse demons in Friend Daoist's hands"

Qin Sang retorted, "Can't even this corpse enter Wen Dao You's legal eye"

"You're still too weak," Wen Yijie shook his head, leaning forward slightly, staring at Qin Sang with a low voice, "I believe you have a Foundation Establishment late-stage Corpse Refiner in your hand. Don't try to hide it. Just bring it out together. I want them all."

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Qin Sang was definitely willing to sell, but Wen Yanshao's attitude and tone implied a threat, causing Qin Sang to frown.

I don't know if this person is speaking in veiled terms or doing it on purpose.

This person's true nature, I'm afraid, may not be quite what the rumors say.

Of course, he wasn't afraid of Wen Yianjie. His knowledge of Qingyangfang Market was second to none among anyone in the Qingyang Demon Sect. The forces within the market were complex and intertwined. Even after the decline of the Qingyang Demon Sect, they couldn't dominate everything.

Even if you want to sell, don't be too weak, otherwise it will only make Wen Yijie more rampant and cause even more trouble.

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Qin Sang's mind turned, and she suddenly stood up, shouting: "Wen Daoyou, what do you mean Do you still want to force a sale"

Seeing Qin Sang's bearing, Wen Yijie's eyes lit up, "Wen certainly hasn't guessed wrong. Fellow Daoist, what are you hesitating about Wen has plenty of top-grade artifacts in hand. Just name your price, fellow Daoist."

Qin Sang let out a cold snort, "That corpse puppet is my trump card. I still rely on it to enter the ancient fairy battlefield and fight. What kind of top-grade magic weapon can compare to such a powerful corpse puppet Wen Daoyou, don't talk nonsense. Today, this old man will pretend he never saw you!"

Qin Sang put away the Sha Corpse, turned to leave, but was blocked by Wen Yanzhe with a flash.

“What do you mean, friend Wen Dao”

Qin Sang pretended to be furious.

Wen Yanshe calmly said, "Daoist friend, please don't misunderstand. Wen is sincerely trading. Let me show you what this is"

As he spoke, Wen Jianjie took out a jade box from his pouch. Upon opening it, he found a small plant inside. This plant was completely crimson red, and as the jade box opened, it emitted billowing heat, causing the temperature in the still room to rise sharply.

"Hawthorn"

Upon seeing this herb, Qin Sang was also somewhat surprised, not expecting such a harvest.

Hawthorn, is one of the right medicines for corpse transformation.

"Yes, it's firethorn."

Wen Yansheng nodded, “Friend Daoist, every few times you trade, you want this type of spiritual medicine. Wen believes that Friend Daoist should have suffered an accident while refining corpses, causing corpse qi and corpse poison to enter your body… This urgency suggests that your injuries are not light, right Since Friend Daoist recognizes fire thorn grass, there’s no need for Wen to elaborate on its effects. This fire thorn grass, in exchange for Friend Daoist's corpse suppression technique, how about it”

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