Chapter 753 - 517: The Long-Hidden Small Sword, Deadly to Golden Core (2)

With this trump card.

Not to mention a mere Inner Sect Steward at the Foundation Establishment Realm in the Mortal World Quarter, even if the Master of Mortal World Quarter, a strong practitioner at the Golden Core Realm, came, Zheng Yi was confident he could seriously injure him with a single sword strike.

"With this, I can do a lot more."

Zheng Yi’s eyes brightened, "Since I’m at the Celestial South Market, how can I not stir things up a little?

For example, drastically increasing my cultivation speed again."

The method of absorbing Pure Yin Qi with the Yin Yang Treasure Sword to enhance the Spirit Root, after retrieving this spiritual object, had become somewhat outdated.

...

The sky grew darker, nightfall descended, and a gentle breeze swept by.

Zheng Yi donned a black robe and instantly arrived in the depths of the Celestial South Market—the legendary Black Market.

During the day, Zheng Yi had heard that the Celestial South Market not only had the normal daytime market, but this Black Market also truly existed, only that common people were unaware of it.

Upon entering the Black Market, Zheng Yi used a slight trick.

Threads of golden light flashed across his face, and his aura was indistinguishable from the surrounding Qi Cultivation Realm individuals.

He quietly left after a simple tour of the Black Market, awaiting the emergence of the true "big fish."

As expected.

As more people gathered in the Black Market, Zheng Yi overheard quite a bit of information.

"Recently, not only have the people from Wang Family of Piaomiao Mountain arrived in the market, but the Li Family of Qingshui Pool and the Zhang Family of Chiyan Valley have also marched in force, and the three families are watching each other closely."

"Although these three families are just third-tier clans, they always hover on the edge of life and death, scheming against each other, and none is weaker."

"Yes, indeed, this is a great opportunity for us!"

Several tribulation cultivators were smiling, but their eyes were full of killing intent.

Zheng Yi watched this scene, a cold smile forming in his heart.

His target had appeared.

Soon after, the Black Market transaction ended.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, Zheng Yi quietly followed the three tribulation cultivators.

The spoils of war were within reach!

The leader of the tribulation cultivators, One-eyed Dragon, suddenly stopped, and with a burst of spiritual energy in hand, stabbed into the shadow behind, "You’ve been following us this whole way. Fellow Daoist, how long do you plan to keep pursuing?

Walking by the river often, there’s no way your shoes won’t get wet.

But I really didn’t expect, it’s actually a little Qi Cultivation Eight-layer Cultivator; aren’t you overestimating yourself, fellow Daoist?"

The leader, One-eyed Dragon, slowly turned around.

They bore heavy evil Qi, living by killing daily.

Only by constantly seizing cultivation resources could they survive in the Celestial South Market.

"So it’s a fledgling. Boss, how about leaving him to us brothers today?"

"That depends on whether this kid knows what’s good for him or not."

The leading One-eyed Dragon’s eyes glinted coldly.

The next second.

Two of his lackeys attacked Zheng Yi, one on the left and the other on the right, in perfect harmony.

One executed Sharp Blade Technique, while the other chanted incessantly, his sharp sword changing with the spell aimed straight at Zheng Yi’s neck.

Being able to become a tribulation cultivator.

Their combat abilities were not to be underestimated.

Zheng Yi, however, just glanced, his right hand moving slightly.

The powerful Divine Sense of the Golden Core Stage instantly saw through their attack patterns.

His figure flickered, cleverly avoiding the attacks.

Simultaneously, the Sharp Blade Technique in his hand sliced across the neck of one lackey, and the opponent’s head fell with a thud.

After dealing with one, Zheng Yi’s Divine Sense controlled the situation.

Consecutive Fireball Techniques erupted, "bang, bang, bang," the sound of explosions echoed incessantly.

Then, Zheng Yi slowly stood up.

Looking at the last One-eyed Dragon: "Will you finish yourself, or do I have to do it?"

One-eyed Dragon chuckled, "Fellow Daoist indeed has some skills, but thinking you could settle me with just this, you’re too conceited.

Blame yourself for picking the wrong opponent."

As he spoke.

One-eyed Dragon’s aura suddenly surged, surprisingly reaching the Tenth-layer Qi Cultivation.

Such strength was indeed rare in the Celestial South Market; from this, Zheng Yi’s luck was rather typical.

However.

Zheng Yi sneered: "Why do I feel like you’re the one truly unlucky here?"

As his words fell.

A spinning small sword appeared in his hand, its blade emitting a cold gleam, Sword Qi manifesting, white light scattering.

Feeling the overwhelming pressure of the Tenth-layer Qi Cultivation instantly breaking, One-eyed Dragon cursed inwardly, turned to dodge, but the cold gleam had already split his body in two.

Zheng Yi walked to the corpse and crouched down.

Retrieved One-eyed Dragon’s storage bag and quietly left the Black Market.

Not long after he left.

The people in the Black Market heard the commotion of the battle ending here and leisurely arrived.

Seeing that the bodies were the three most formidable tribulation cultivators in the Celestial South Market, everyone looked at each other, filled with fear, and no one dared to clean up the corpses, so they hurriedly left.

...

That night.

Zheng Yi returned to his residence and went straight to the bedroom.

Seeing Wang Manman sleeping peacefully, he lay down beside her.

Soon after.

The next day dawned, sunlight illuminating the room.

Zheng Yi got up and, as usual, managed the Alchemy Shop.

Celestial South Market, however, was abuzz because of last night’s events.

Those three tribulation cultivators were quite notorious in the market.

Everyone discussed: "Didn’t expect those three beasts to meet their match today. Truly, the Heavenly Dao indeed has its cycles, they deserved to die."

"I wonder which hero took action, taking out the Tenth-layer Qi Cultivation tribulation cultivator and the other two Eighth-layer ones."

"The years of savings from those three tribulation cultivators must be considerable."

"If we could obtain them, our Qi Cultivation Stage resources might finally be settled."

The cultivators trading elixirs in the shop spoke in hushed tones, and the Alchemy Apprentices also breathed a sigh of relief.

Zheng Yi occasionally selected herbs in the backyard.

Sometimes entering the Alchemy Room to refine several types of Spirit Pills, handing them to the eager apprentices, then going to the lounge chair, looking up at the grapevine stretching out purple tendrils.

His expression was calm, seemingly oblivious to the market’s situation, nor did he care.

Wang Manman, seeing this, rested her chin in her hands, a trace of doubt crossing her lovely face.

Although her husband was usually indifferent to worldly matters, today she felt something was different.

Moreover, last night.

Half-awake, she seemed to sense her husband had left for a while.

"Could it be done by my husband?"

The thought flashed in Wang Manman’s mind, but she immediately dismissed it.

Her husband was only at the Qi Cultivation Eighth-layer now.

He was still some way from the Ninth-layer, let alone capable of killing the tribulation cultivators of the Celestial South Market.

She shook her head, dismissing the idea.

Turning to Zheng Yi, she said with concern, "It’s fortunate that you didn’t accompany the ancestor to the Secret Realm; what would become of the family if something happened?"

"Your husband, I, always act prudently, won’t do anything too dangerous."

Zheng Yi smiled faintly, pulling Wang Manman into his embrace.

Wang Manman nodded silently, thinking.

With her husband now being a Second-grade Alchemist in a high and influential position within the family, there’s no need to take more risks.

As for advancing to the Crystal Stage after Foundation Establishment.

Even though she had high expectations of him, that seemed a bit of a stretch.

"It certainly wasn’t my husband."

Wang Manman muttered to herself.

However.

The impact of this incident on Celestial South Market far exceeded expectations.

...

Celestial South Market!

Biyao opened the window of the second floor lounge in Celestial Treasure Pavilion.

Gazing at half of the market’s scenery.

"Piaomiao Mountain’s Wang Family took residence, and suddenly there are multiple Foundation Establishment cultivators. Rather than for the favor of a Second-grade Alchemist, it’s more like..."

Biyao’s insight in Celestial Treasure Pavilion was remarkable.

The mysterious origins of Celestial Treasure Pavilion indeed allowed him to easily guess the Wang Family’s circumstances.

"Wang Family, interesting."

...

Celestial Serpent Secret Realm!

"Old Ghost Qin, this time cooperating with you, I hope it goes as smoothly as before without any hitches!"

Wang Shan’s eyes were deep, his figure paused at the entrance of this Secret Realm.

The Secret Realm gate was already wide open, and the spiritual light permeating from it was obscured by various illusion arrays and traps set up by him and two others in the late-stage Foundation Establishment Realm, with numerous personnel patrolling the area.

Anyone intruding would surely meet an unfortunate end.

"Naturally!"

Qin Liang’s face wore a sly smile, "But, I wonder how many more times your Wang Family’s Second-grade Alchemist’s favor can be used? I’m quite interested in him."

"That’s not your concern."

Wang Shan wasn’t interested in the topic.

He turned around expressionlessly, raising his hand, and along with the Wang Clan members behind him, they entered one after another.

Likewise, Qin Liang, along with his faction, followed suit.