bioinnovel Chapter 114 Bai Juyi
Chapter 114 Bai Juyi
Gu Yan didn't chase after him. After all, he was the one who stole someone else's things. There was no grudge between them. To drive him to the brink of extinction would be too vicious.
"They just rushed into the spatial rift like that, aren't they afraid of the spatial turbulence? That jade slip is something else," Gu Yan muttered to herself.
He stood atop a snow-covered tree two hundred feet tall, his white robes fluttering in the wind. He muttered to himself, "That guy is from the Boundless Sect. People from the Boundless Sect will probably come looking for trouble with me. But what does what Cen Shen did have to do with me, Gu Yan?"
He smiled as he spoke, and then his appearance changed.
He transformed into a middle-aged man in his thirties, dressed in a blue robe and adorned with jade pendants, refined and approachable. His features bore no resemblance to either Cen Shen or Gu Yan.
Gu Yan touched his face; it was the face of his second martial uncle from his previous life when he was young. What name should he choose for this identity? Using his second martial uncle's name was definitely out of the question; what if he accidentally brought shame upon him?
Just as Gu Yan was thinking of her next pseudonym, Jin Zhan, the old ghost who had fled back, ran up to his elder and tearfully complained. He said that a bastard named Cen Shen had bullied him, robbed him of his things, and seriously injured him. The bastard was suspected to be from the Jade Dust Palace.
So the people of Wuliang Sect went to the people of Yuchen Palace to demand an explanation. They said, "Your Cen Shen is too arrogant! Why is he bullying the people of Wuliang Sect? Quickly return that Nine-Leaf Pure Heart Lotus!"
The people from Yuchen Palace were completely bewildered. "We don't have anyone in our family named Cen Shen!"
He must have used a fake name.
You're being unreasonable and trying to extort money from me, aren't you?
The matter ended in a fight between two old monsters at the Spirit Venerable level, the Boundless Sect and the Jade Dust Palace. The fight was a draw, and neither side intended to escalate the situation to an irreconcilable point over one person. The Boundless Sect thought that the Jade Dust Palace was determined to protect the man named Cen Shen, leaving the Jade Dust Palace with a bitter pill to swallow.
In any case, Cen Shen's name became famous throughout the continent of Mi Luo.
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Two weeks later.
The largest trade fair in Yuanzhou is the Shounan Trade Fair, held in Shounan City every three hundred years, lasting approximately one month from start to finish. On the fifth day after the start of the Shounan Trade Fair, Gu Yan arrived in Shounan City.
The bustling market was teeming with people, and small stalls lined both sides of the street. Some stalls sold all kinds of spiritual weapons, talismans, and formations, while others sold magical beasts and monsters, and still others sold all kinds of elixirs and miraculous medicines. There was something for everyone.
A middle-aged man in a blue robe and with jade pendants walked through the market. He looked to be around thirty years old. Although he had an ordinary appearance, for some reason, everyone's eyes couldn't help but linger on him for a few seconds, especially the women.
The young women couldn't explain why, but they just felt that the more they looked at this person, the more attractive he became, and their hearts would start pounding as they looked at him.
The middle-aged man in blue was Gu Yan. After scanning the market with his divine sense and confirming that there was nothing he wanted there, Gu Yan disappeared from the market in a flash and arrived at Fangting Pavilion, the largest and most prestigious trading house in the Shounan Trade Fair.
The Fangting Pavilion is forty-nine stories high, and the entire building is magnificent. Gu Yan arrived at the entrance of the Fangting Pavilion, and one of the guards standing nearby stepped forward and said:
"Fellow Daoist, an invitation or Fangting token is required to enter Fangting Pavilion. Please present your invitation or Fangting token."
Gu Yan glanced at the guard, releasing the aura of a mid-stage Void Refinement cultivator. Instantly, everyone around felt a chill run down their spines, their faces turning deathly pale. The guards, at most at the Heavenly Spirit Realm, trembled in fear before Gu Yan's oppressive aura.
call out!
A beam of light shot out from Fangting Pavilion, transforming into a woman dressed in a red palace gown. This woman appeared to be in her early twenties, with beautiful features and a strength at the mid-stage of the Spirit King realm. Upon emerging, she immediately bowed to Gu Yan:
"Please forgive us, senior. Our servants were blind and ignorant. We will teach them a lesson later. Please come inside, senior!"
After speaking, he stepped aside to make way and then respectfully gestured for them to pass.
Everyone was shocked. They recognized the woman in red; she was a mid-stage Spirit King Realm expert. The only person who could command such respect from a mid-stage Spirit King Realm expert to call her "senior" was the Spirit Emperor.
God!
This is a Spirit Emperor Realm expert!
The guard who had just stopped Gu Yan was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.
Gu Yan naturally wouldn't get angry over such a small matter, and without saying anything, she walked inside. The woman in red followed behind.
"I wonder if you wish to sell your treasure or participate in the auction?" the woman in red asked.
"Where is your sect leader? I'd like to sell a few treasures."
"Please follow me, senior."
The woman in red led Gu Yan to a large hall. As they approached the entrance, the owner of Fangting Pavilion immediately came out to greet them.
The owner of Fangting Pavilion was an elderly man in a yellow robe, possessing the strength of the early stage of the Spirit Emperor Realm, and surnamed Lu. Gu Yan, who was only at the mid-stage of the Void Refinement Realm, was considered a mid-stage Spirit Emperor Realm expert by these Spirit Masters. The elderly man surnamed Lu smiled and cupped his hands in greeting: "I am Lu Youwei, fellow Daoist, how shall I address you?"
Gu Yan smiled and said, "Bai Juyi."
"So it's Fellow Daoist Bai! Please have a seat!" the old man surnamed Lu said with a smile.
The two sat down, and the woman in red, dressed in palace attire, took the tray from the maid and personally served tea.
"Fellow Daoist Bai, are you selling treasures?" asked the old man surnamed Lu.
Gu Yan, holding the teacup, said, "Yes."
"I wonder what kind of treasure it is?" the old man surnamed Lu asked.
With a wave of her hand, Gu Yan conjured a purple longsword and a suit of armor in mid-air. The purple longsword was covered with intricate runes, all of which were very ancient. Its design was also quite different from modern swords, clearly indicating that it was a spiritual weapon from the previous era.
The armor was black with ancient, blood-red patterns. It was damaged in several places, but the aura it emitted was still astonishing. This armor also belonged to the previous era.
The elderly man surnamed Lu scanned the area with his divine sense, his face showing astonishment. The woman in red palace attire beside him was already utterly shocked; they were actually two spirit weapons of the Weapon Master level. These were from the last era! Did this Senior Bai obtain them from some ancient ruins?
"So? How much are these two spiritual weapons worth?" Gu Yan asked.
"May I examine it carefully?" the old man surnamed Lu asked, his voice tinged with hidden urgency.
Even spirit weapons of the same level can vary in quality. The price difference between a superior and inferior grade can be several times, or even ten times. This is big business; we need to be careful.
Gu Yan nodded.
The old man surnamed Lu took the purple longsword and stared at it. Golden light shone in his eyes as he scanned the sword with his divine sense, stroked the blade, and carefully examined the runes on it.
He then carefully examined the armor as well, a process that lasted about half an hour.