Chapter 57

When Meng Hao spoke, the surroundings immediately fell silent, and everyone's gaze instantly focused on the iron spear that was currently embedded in the ground.

Qianshuihen laughed heartily and clasped his hands in a salute to Meng Hao.

"Since Brother Meng has endured the pain of parting with it, I, Qian, will not let Brother Meng suffer a loss. I have five hundred spirit stones here!" As Qianshuihen spoke, he took out a storage bag from his chest and poured it out on the ground. Immediately, a clattering sound was heard, and five hundred spirit stones piled up like a small mountain, sparkling and immediately attracting the attention of the disciples from the Zhao Kingdom, making them all feel a sense of schadenfreude. After all, although five hundred spirit stones were not a small amount, they were also not a large amount. If someone really bought the treasure with them, it would indeed become a laughing matter in the future.

Not to mention them, even Meng Hao frowned, but his thoughts were different from those of the disciples of the Zhao Kingdom's sects. He estimated that his iron spear was worth only a few taels of silver. To be able to exchange it for five hundred spirit stones was a great deal for Meng Hao.

"Ridiculous! You are too disrespectful to Brother Meng. Do you think you can buy this treasure with just five hundred spirit stones? I, Lu Song, will offer one thousand five hundred spirit stones!" Lu Song waved his sleeve and coldly snorted, taking out a storage bag and pouring it out. Once again, a clattering sound was heard, and one thousand five hundred spirit stones piled up, towering much higher than Qianshuihen's pile, looking extremely impressive, especially with the crystal light radiating from them, making people unable to resist being immersed in it.

The disciples of the Zhao Kingdom were all extremely tempted. One thousand five hundred spirit stones were already a significant amount for them. Even as disciples of the three major sects, it was very difficult for them to possess so many spirit stones. At that moment, their breathing quickened, and even Sun Hua was moved. Zhou Kai, who was behind him, was already stunned, his admiration for Meng Hao growing deeper, but he was also extremely regretful. He should not have called out Meng Hao's name earlier. Now, he sighed inwardly, feeling very guilty about Meng Hao having to sell his treasure.

"Brother Lu, you have a big mouth." Qianshuihen glanced coldly at Lu Song. He was determined to obtain this treasure today. In his view, this treasure represented the qualification to enter the Inner Sect. No matter what the cost, he could not give up, as there was only one slot for the Inner Sect. This made Lu Song his most direct competitor, making it difficult for the two to negotiate and buy it together at a lower price.

"I will give you all the spirit stones I have, and I will find a way to repay you when we return to the sect." Qianshuihen turned and looked at the five or six fellow disciples behind him. Without hesitation, they all opened their storage bags and took out the spirit stones they had accumulated for a long time, pouring them out in front of them.

"In total, there are two thousand one hundred spirit stones, Brother Meng. These are all that I, Qian, have." Qianshuihen was no longer concerned about the pain, speaking calmly and looking coldly at Lu Song.

Lu Song's expression changed. The one thousand five hundred spirit stones were also borrowed from his fellow disciples behind him. Now, seeing that Qianshuihen had taken out so many, especially seeing Meng Hao's hesitation, he immediately slapped his storage bag.

"Brother Meng, I have no more spirit stones, but I have elixirs." As he spoke, Lu Song took out a pill bottle.

"There are three Heavenly Water Pills here, suitable for cultivators below the eighth level of Qi Condensation. They are high-quality pills refined by the alchemy hall of our Purple Destiny Sect, each worth five hundred spirit stones."

When Lu Song spoke, the disciples of the Zhao Kingdom immediately became even more eager, as some of them immediately recognized the value of the Heavenly Water Pills and informed the others.

Sun Hua's breathing became more and more rapid. He had heard the elders of his sect mention the Heavenly Water Pills. Among the three best pills for the eighth level of Qi Condensation in the Southern Domain, one was the Heavenly Water Pill. Even in the Purple Destiny Sect, this pill was not available to outer sect disciples unless they had made significant contributions.

Qianshuihen frowned, staring at Lu Song for a long time before gritting his teeth and slapping his storage bag, taking out a pill bottle.

"I don't have Heavenly Water Pills, but I have seven Earth Spirit Pills here. I received them as a reward for my contributions to the sect. They are most suitable for the seventh level of Qi Condensation!" Qianshuihen said decisively.

"Earth Spirit Pills? I have them too." Lu Song sneered, turning to look at the fellow disciples behind him. They all gritted their teeth, took out their storage bags, and, enduring the pain, contributed ten Earth Spirit Pills. When they looked at Qianshuihen and his group, their eyes were red with anger.

"Brother Qian, what do you think...?" Meng Hao was greatly moved and spoke shyly.

Qianshuihen's expression changed. At that moment, it was clear to everyone that his items were clearly inferior to Lu Song's, but this matter was too important, as it concerned his promotion to the Inner Sect.

"Brother Lu, are you determined to compete with me today? Fine!" Qianshuihen's eyes flashed with a fierce look. He raised his right hand and slapped his storage bag, and a black light flew out, transforming into a black nail. The nail was shiny and, upon appearing, created an afterimage, finally settling in Qianshuihen's hand.

It was entirely black, exuding a sharp and indescribable aura.

"Brother Meng, this is a magical treasure bestowed by my sect, called the Soul-Seizing Nail. It is extremely cold and can freeze wounds and spread coldness into the body when it injures someone." Qianshuihen endured the pain and spoke decisively.

When the nail appeared, the fellow disciples behind him all showed intense envy. Lu Song's face changed, becoming ugly, as he did not expect Qianshuihen to take out this item.

Meng Hao's eyes widened, his heart pounding. The nail was clearly extraordinary. The disciples of the Zhao Kingdom immediately buzzed with excitement.

"This is the Soul-Seizing Nail of the Purple Destiny Sect. I have heard the elders mention this treasure. It is unique to the Purple Destiny Sect, and there are only one hundred and eight of them, each with astonishing power."

Sun Hua's mouth was dry, staring intently at the black nail, wishing he were Meng Hao and could exchange it for himself.

Lu Song's expression changed repeatedly, and he gritted his teeth. He was determined to obtain the Inner Sect disciple position today. There was only one slot, and if he backed down, he would lose the opportunity. He slapped his storage bag, enduring the pain, and took out an item.

It was a feather fan, composed of sixteen feathers, colorful and dazzling. As soon as it appeared, it emitted a powerful spiritual aura, making people's hearts race.

"Brother Meng, this is my precious treasure, called the Heavenly River Fan. It can be used without refinement, allowing one to fly and change size. The sixteen feathers can be scattered to attack or form a shield around the body, making it both offensive and defensive. Although it is not a sect treasure, it is a treasure I obtained through a stroke of luck, and I am willing to exchange it with you today." Lu Song's face was extremely ugly, his heart bleeding, but to compete with Qianshuihen, his sect rival, and to obtain the Inner Sect disciple position, he was willing to go all out.

When the fan appeared, Qianshuihen's face changed, and he took two steps back, his eyes bloodshot. He knew this was a precious treasure of the other party, and taking it out was a sign of desperation.

At the same time, the disciples of the Zhao Kingdom were all shocked, their minds buzzing. Although they did not recognize the fan, they could still see that it was no ordinary item. The intense spiritual aura made them both fearful and tempted.

Sun Hua's eyes widened again, his body trembling, a strong sense of jealousy spreading throughout him.

Meng Hao took a deep breath. He was no longer joyful but somewhat anxious. He felt he had already offended the so-called Old Monster Song, but looking at how things were developing, he would likely offend the Purple Destiny Sect as well. Thinking of this, he felt a cold sweat on his back, but the situation today clearly required him to exchange, whether he wanted to or not.

However, his expression, with the frown and the slightly darkened face, made it seem to others that he found these treasures insufficient to exchange for his treasure.

"Brother Meng, I also have a Platform Ascending Pill for the ninth level of Qi Condensation. This pill is extremely precious and can make all ninth-level Qi Condensation cultivators eager. Although it is far from a Foundation Establishment Pill, it is still very valuable." Qianshuihen slapped his storage bag, enduring the pain, and took out a pill bottle. However, he was not speaking to Meng Hao but staring intently at Lu Song.

"This spear..." Meng Hao's thoughts were even more complex. Just as he was about to speak, Lu Song laughed fiercely, raised his right hand, and took out a brocade bag from his chest. When he poured it out, a round, black pill fell out. The pill was entirely black, emitting no spiritual aura, but from Lu Song's cherishing look, it was clearly a treasure.

"Brother Meng, this pill cannot be consumed but is a rare magical pill. When crushed, it transforms into a black scorpion, containing a powerful poison that can severely injure cultivators below the ninth level of Qi Condensation, and even kill them."

"This magical pill is a gift from my family, and I am willing to give it to you today!" Lu Song's eyes were red, not looking at Meng Hao but staring at Qianshuihen, holding the pill as if to exchange it but also threatening Qianshuihen, indicating his willingness to fight.

Qianshuihen's expression changed repeatedly, his eyes flashing with a fierce look, but he quickly restrained himself and spoke slowly.

"Let's exchange this treasure together and take it to Elder Wu for him to decide."

Lu Song was silent. He did not want to fight directly. If it were in a hidden place, it would be fine, but with so many people around, his previous threat was just that. Now, hearing Qianshuihen's words, he nodded, despite the pain, and placed the magical pill on the spirit stones in front of him.

Seeing this, Qianshuihen was relieved and did not ask Meng Hao, heading straight for the iron spear. Lu Song also walked quickly, and the two simultaneously grabbed the spear, pulled it out, and held it, each wary of the other, and rushed towards the city gate.

The other disciples of the Purple Destiny Sect immediately followed, and they quickly disappeared, heading towards the National Protection Mountains.

Meng Hao's heart raced, and without hesitation, he waved his sleeve, collecting everything in front of him, and turned to run at full speed. The disciples of the Zhao Kingdom all had shining eyes, especially Sun Hua, who showed intense eagerness, turned to chase, but saw Meng Hao wave his right hand, and the treasure fan flew out, supporting him, greatly increasing his speed, and he quickly disappeared.

At the same time, in the Hundred Treasures Pavilion near the West Gate, a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged by the alchemy furnace opened his eyes for the first time. His gaze was like lightning, as if he could see Meng Hao's departing figure.

"These disciples of the Purple Destiny Sect are getting worse with each generation, all extremely foolish. Even if they haven't reached the Foundation Establishment stage and lack spiritual senses, they are still useless." His words were calm, heard by the women like Qiaoling at the door, who had witnessed everything and now looked back, their expressions showing confusion.

"That was just an iron spear, and the young man surnamed Meng himself said it was an ordinary item." The middle-aged man spoke calmly, closing his eyes again.

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