Chapter 70

In the Tianhe Market, Shangguan Xiu, dressed in black, was frowning as he walked forward. Two black-robed cultivators at the Seventh Layer of Qi Condensation followed behind him, their expressions showing great respect for Shangguan Xiu.

It was as if they were accompanying Shangguan Xiu on an inspection of the Tianhe Market. A moment later, they passed by the shop where Meng Hao had entered.

Meng Hao's expression remained unchanged, and even if it had changed, outsiders wouldn't have noticed. He wore a bamboo hat that covered his face. His gaze swept over the shop.

This was a medicinal shop, not very large, with only one floor. There were rows of shelves around, each holding clearly empty medicine bottles labeled with the names and prices of the pills.

A middle-aged man sat cross-legged not far away. Apart from him, Meng Hao was the only person in the shop.

Meng Hao walked past the rows of shelves, looking at the names and prices of the pills. When he saw a bottle labeled "Earth Spirit Pill," his eyes immediately narrowed.

"Three hundred spirit stones...?" Meng Hao frowned. He needed two hundred spirit stones to replicate one Earth Spirit Pill with the bronze mirror. He had planned to make some profit, but now he saw that the price difference wasn't much.

"The Earth Spirit Pill comes from the Southern Domain. Our small shop has only five." As Meng Hao was pondering, the young man who had been meditating with his eyes closed opened his eyes and spoke calmly.

Meng Hao nodded and looked around. Just as he was about to turn and leave, he suddenly paused and asked, "Do you have Foundation Establishment Pills here?"

The young man immediately laughed upon hearing this, but a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

"Is this your first time in the Tianhe Market? Foundation Establishment Pills, which can cost over a hundred thousand spirit stones, are rare treasures. Not to mention our small shop, I have never seen one in my life. If you really want to buy one, you can try the Tianhe Market."

"So expensive!!" Meng Hao's voice carried a tone of disbelief, which the young man heard and immediately dispelled his previous suspicion, realizing that the other party was just asking out of curiosity, not because he had the means to buy it.

Meng Hao muttered to himself, mostly about the unbelievable price and envy of the Foundation Establishment Pills. The young man, hearing this, ignored him and closed his eyes again.

Meng Hao left the shop and walked down the streets of the Tianhe Market. His eyes flashed with a sharp light, but he soon frowned. On one hand, the idea of selling ordinary medicinal pills and magical treasures seemed difficult. On the other hand, he had seen Shangguan Xiu.

"He is wearing black, and the black-robed cultivators behind him are dressed exactly like the city guards. It seems that after leaving Mount Reliance, he didn't join any sect but joined here instead." Meng Hao lowered his head and didn't immediately decide to leave. Instead, he continued to wander around, occasionally entering shops, but his frown deepened.

The medicinal pills here were quite comprehensive, covering almost all the Qi Condensation stages, but the quantities were limited, and the prices were only slightly higher than what Meng Hao could replicate. At such prices, even if he were to buy them, he couldn't offer much more.

"Let's put the medicinal pills aside for now and check out the magical treasures." Meng Hao turned and walked to another street. There were many cultivators here, coming and going, with varying levels of cultivation, but most were at the Third to Fifth Layer of Qi Condensation. Like Meng Hao, who was at the Eighth Layer, he only saw three others on his way, all of whom had their heads and faces covered, making it impossible to see their appearances.

There were many treasure pavilions here. Meng Hao entered each one and observed carefully. By dusk, he sighed inwardly. The prices of low-grade magical treasures were not low, but to reach the over a hundred thousand spirit stones he needed, he would have to sell nearly a thousand ordinary flying swords, which was too astonishing. Meng Hao couldn't choose this option.

As for other magical treasures, their prices varied, but none were worth over a hundred thousand spirit stones. Meng Hao considered that he would have to sell all his magical treasures, but doing so would make him stand out.

His plan was to complete a single transaction and quickly leave.

"Should I really sell the Foundation Establishment Pill...? This matter must be handled with caution, and I cannot rush it." Meng Hao found an inn and sat cross-legged in his room, pondering.

The Tianhe Market was not large. By the next evening, Meng Hao had walked through the entire market and now stood outside a very luxurious pavilion, deep in thought before stepping inside.

The luxurious pavilion had a grand signboard, sharing the same name as the city, Tianhe Market.

The pavilion had three floors. Meng Hao looked around the first floor and was stopped when he tried to enter the second floor. To enter the second floor, one needed to show enough spirit stones.

Meng Hao didn't insist and turned to look around the first floor again, acting like a regular customer for a while before leaving.

"There is only one entrance. On the first floor, there are three cultivators at the Eighth Layer of Qi Condensation, and one at the Ninth Layer at the entrance... The stairs do not go straight but have a turn, with no spiritual energy fluctuations, indicating they are ordinary... However, I can't see beyond the turn and need to observe further. From the outside, the windows on the second floor have spiritual energy fluctuations and are sealed..." Meng Hao frowned, sitting cross-legged in his inn room. After a long while, he took out the bronze mirror.

He had over ten thousand spirit stones in his storage bag. After a moment, Meng Hao gritted his teeth, took out the Foundation Establishment Pill, and quickly placed it on the bronze mirror. The pill immediately merged into it and disappeared. Meng Hao took a deep breath and began to fuse the spirit stones into the mirror one by one.

After fusing exactly ten thousand spirit stones into the mirror, it flashed with light, and two identical Foundation Establishment Pills appeared. As the medicinal fragrance was about to spread, Meng Hao, who was well-prepared, quickly stored them in his storage bag and cautiously looked around.

Fortunately, his speed was fast, and only a trace of fragrance escaped, not attracting any attention.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Meng Hao's eyes showed a thoughtful gleam. After a while, he patted his storage bag, and a white long robe appeared. This was a robe from Ding Xin's storage bag. Meng Hao put it on and then took out Ding Xin's identity token, hanging it on his waist. He walked around the room, his eyes showing deeper thought.

The next morning, Meng Hao put on his bamboo hat again, wearing a thick robe over the white robe to cover it. After trying it on, he nodded and left the inn.

Without stopping, Meng Hao headed straight for the Tianhe Market. He soon arrived and walked past the Ninth Layer cultivator sitting cross-legged nearby, who had a cold expression. Meng Hao walked toward the stairs.

Almost as soon as he approached, an Eighth Layer cultivator guarding the stairs looked up and coldly said, "Show ten thousand spirit stones to enter the second floor."

"Move aside. A mere small city in the Zhao Kingdom dares to block my path." Meng Hao, wearing his bamboo hat, slightly raised his head, his eyes flashing with a piercing coldness. His voice was altered, carrying a tone of arrogance. Almost instantly, all the cultivators on the first floor looked at him.

The Eighth Layer cultivator was taken aback. He had been here for years and had never seen anyone speak so boldly. However, the arrogance in the other's voice and the implications made him pause, unsure of what to say.

"Please come up, Master Ding." At that moment, a voice came from the second floor. It was pleasant, and a woman in a water-robe looked down and smiled at Meng Hao.

The Eighth Layer cultivator quickly stepped aside. Meng Hao coldly snorted and walked up the stairs without hesitation. As he passed the turn, his eyes quickly scanned the stairs, then he ascended to the second floor.

The second floor was even more luxurious than the first, with carved railings and jade steps. There were no shelves, but a large incense burner that required three people to encircle it was placed in the center, emitting a fragrant aroma.

Despite the luxury, the place was also elegant, with a few tables and artificial mountains, making it a bright and inviting space.

Especially in front of Meng Hao, the woman in the water-robe looked to be in her thirties, but she was graceful and elegant, smiling warmly, giving a gentle and kind impression.

"Please sit, Master Ding. I am the overseer of the second floor. Please let me know what you need." The woman smiled and sat down, her gaze casually sweeping over Meng Hao but pausing on the white robe slightly visible under his outer robe. She quickly looked away.

Meng Hao's eyes showed no thoughts. There were seven chairs in different positions. Without hesitation, he chose a chair that was neither near the stairs nor the windows but almost in the center.

"Do you have Foundation Establishment Pills?" Meng Hao asked directly after sitting down, his eyes showing a dark expression.

The woman's eyes flashed slightly when she saw Meng Hao choose this chair, confirming her suspicions but still having some doubts.

"In the Zhao Kingdom, there are few things that our Tianhe Market does not have. Foundation Establishment Pills are available, at a price of two hundred thousand spirit stones each." The woman smiled and spoke softly.

Meng Hao slightly raised his head and suddenly slapped his storage bag. A medicine bottle appeared in his hand, and he threw it directly at the woman without hesitation.

The woman's eyes flashed, and she caught the bottle, shook it slightly, and opened it. Her expression suddenly changed as she looked at Meng Hao.

"One Foundation Establishment Pill. Give me a price." Meng Hao said calmly.

"Master Ding, you have great courage. To throw such a precious treasure directly to me, are you not afraid I might take it?" The woman's eyes flashed with a strange light as she spoke slowly.

Meng Hao didn't speak, coldly meeting her gaze. He slightly lifted his outer robe, revealing the jade pendant hanging at his waist.

The jade pendant was purple, emitting a soft purple glow, flickering.

As soon as the jade pendant was revealed, the woman's eyes widened, and her expression changed again.

"If you dare to keep it for yourself, the Tianhe Market will be reduced to ruins within a month." Meng Hao said calmly.

The woman's expression changed several times as she held the medicine bottle, looking at the position where Meng Hao was sitting and recalling all the subtle clues since he appeared on the first floor. A smile gradually appeared on her face.

"Master Ding, please don't take it to heart. I was just joking." She said, lowering her head and pouring the Foundation Establishment Pill from the bottle, holding it between her fingers to examine it closely. She immediately saw the ghostly face on the pill. The moment she saw it, her expression changed drastically, and she stood up immediately.

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