Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Quan Ning domain.

Stone City.

Xueyue Tower is not open to the public today, so the young master of the Zhang family directly booked the three lower floors of Xueyue Tower to host the treasure appraisal conference.

Outside the Xueyue Tower, the Zhang Mansion's guards were on high alert, isolating the outsiders. Inside the tower, however, there was a bustling and busy scene.

It was originally just a small-scale exchange meeting between a few cultivators, but now the first floor is an exchange meeting for the Qi Refining cultivators, the second floor is an exchange meeting for the Foundation Establishment cultivators, and the third floor is an exchange meeting for the Golden Core cultivators.

Each layer is filled with a different atmosphere: the immaturity and longing of the Qi Refining Stage, the calmness and expectation of the Foundation Building Stage, and the majesty and depth of the Golden Core Stage.

If he could invite Nascent Soul cultivators in the future, he would become truly famous in this Quan Ning Domain.

Mr. Zhang has such a great ambition in his heart and keeps working hard for it.

Accompanied by Yunyao and Qimei, Wang Qiye went down the fifth floor and came to the third floor. His steps were steady, with a bit of curiosity and expectation in his heart.

Qimei handed over an invitation, and a receptionist took it, checked it, and respectfully made way for her.

A trace of awe flashed in the receptionist's eyes, and it was obvious that he did not dare to neglect the identity represented by the invitation.

Wang Qiye then walked into the living room and sat down in an empty seat. Yunyao and Qimei stood behind him.

He looked around and saw that the hall was beautifully decorated. The monks were either talking in low voices or resting with their eyes closed.

A young man in brocade clothes looked over here and bowed.

"This must be the wandering cultivator Taoist Raven? Nice to meet you." He had a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes were filled with sincerity and friendliness.

Wang Qiye also hurriedly returned the greeting. "No, no, I'm honored to meet Mr. Zhang II."

Zhang Rongyi smiled softly. "Everyone who comes is a guest. There are five of you here this year. This is your first time to attend the treasure appraisal conference. I hope you can get what you want."

Wang Qiye nodded, secretly sighing that Young Master Zhang was really flawless in his work.

Being able to organize such a grand event so thoughtfully, Young Master Zhang indeed has extraordinary ability and skills.

The fact that Xueyue Tower can serve as the venue for such an event is enough to illustrate the skills and size of these two superpowers.

I'm afraid my own Yueyu Tower can't even compare to it.

An old man with a white beard stood up. His body was slightly hunched, but he exuded a calmness that came from having experienced many vicissitudes of life.

"I have participated in the treasure appraisal conference for five years. I will go first this time."

After that, he took out a feather fan and placed it in his palm. The feather fan was shining and exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

"This famous Wind and Fire Fan is more valuable than ordinary magic tools. Its value is between 40 and 50. I didn't get what I wanted in the last conference. This time I'll exchange it for something related to longevity." The old man's eyes were full of expectation and desire.

Wang Qiye looked at this third-tier famous weapon with envy. The exquisite patterns and powerful aura made him excited.

It’s a pity that I can’t use it, otherwise I would have to exchange it with him.

Famous instruments are all made by masters and are rare masterpieces.

"This old man is old and has lived for most of his life, but now he is afraid of death and even sells this kind of magical weapon?" Wang Qiye muttered to himself, feeling a little puzzled by the old man's behavior.

A middle-aged monk stood up, his eyes lingering on the Wind and Fire Fan for a moment. "I do have a green fruit that can increase your lifespan by 10 years after eating it, but I think your Wind and Fire Fan is only worth about 40 spirit stones?"

The white-bearded old man's eyes gleamed and he became more energetic.

"Of course I have something that will satisfy you. Shall we go inside the restricted area and talk?" he said eagerly, as if he was afraid that the other party would change his mind.

The middle-aged monk hesitated for a moment and nodded.

The two entered a restricted area next to the hall. A light came on and everyone could see their shadows, but could not feel any sound or energy fluctuations from inside.

The restriction was like a mysterious barrier, isolating the area from all outside prying eyes.

The two bargained for a long time before they walked out of the restriction.

The white-bearded old man looked very satisfied. The middle-aged monk had a stiff face and could not tell whether he was happy or sad, but his steps were brisk. It seemed that both parties were very satisfied with the transaction.

Their expressions and postures made everyone present curious and speculative about the outcome of this transaction.

Seeing that the first deal was done, the 17 third-level cultivators present were all excited, with excitement and anticipation flashing in their eyes.

The originally somewhat dull atmosphere instantly became lively. Everyone was whispering to each other, discussing this successful start to the deal, and speculating what kind of precious treasures would appear next, and what kind of surprising exchanges would be achieved.

Wang Qiye also sighed. "There are indeed some things in this exchange meeting. First, there are famous instruments, and then there are green fruits. These things are not often seen in auctions."

Next, a young man stood up and took out a long sword. The sword flashed with a cold light, as if it could cut through the void.

"I want to trade the method of refining fourth-grade elixirs. I don't want magic weapons. I can also give you enough spirit stones." There was eagerness and expectation in his voice, and his eyes swept across everyone's faces.

However, he waited for a long time but no one answered. He was disappointed and had to sit down angrily. His face was full of disappointment, and he was as withered as an eggplant hit by frost.

Wang Qiye has no shortage of spirit stones now, so he naturally won't sell his skills for such a small amount of money.

He looked calm and quietly observed the situation on the field.

Next, a beautiful female cultivator took out a wooden sign from her storage bag and suspended it in her palm.

The wooden sign emitted a soft light, with mysterious runes flowing on it.

"This is a famous third-level defensive weapon that my master just made. It would be best if I could exchange it for some special spiritual ore. If it's not enough, I can use spiritual stones to make up for it."

"This spiritual weapon has the attributes of gold and wood. Cultivators with these two spiritual roots can operate it."

“Although it can only condense into a shield and block one side, it can block three full-strength attacks from a fourth-level cultivator.”

Her voice was clear and pleasant, and her eyes were full of anticipation.

Having experienced the benefits of a powerful defensive magic weapon, Wang Qiye became more and more interested and was determined to get this famous weapon.

First, he only had three defensive weapons left.

Secondly, this famous weapon is much stronger than those magical weapons.

He stood up and said, "I have a spiritual ore worth about 50 spiritual stones. I want your thing."

The beautiful female cultivator's face lit up with joy. She knew very well the value of this famous instrument, which was only about 45 spirit stones. Now someone was willing to pay the highest price to buy her famous instrument, so of course she was willing.

Wang Qiye waved his hand and pointed at the forbidden hut. "Please."

The beautiful female cultivator nodded. She didn't want anyone to know the quality of the spiritual ore she had obtained, so she followed him in.

Wang Qiye put the broken spiritual weapon and 36 pieces of third-level magic weapon fragments into a storage bag. He calculated that he still needed 1.04. He also put some third-level pills that he didn't need in the storage bag and threw it over.

Wang Qiye was not worried at all that this spiritual weapon, which was broken into more than a dozen pieces, would be recognized by others.

After all, this thing belongs to Daoshayu. Now it is broken into pieces and sold to Quanningyu. I think few people will do a good deed and return this thing.

Besides, he was planning to run away directly, so even if he was recognized, no trace of him would be found by then.

The beautiful female cultivator was not paying attention at first, but when she saw clearly the broken spiritual weapon inside, she was dumbfounded. She could not let go of her hands anymore, as if she had grasped the most precious treasure in the world.

When he heard Wang Qiye's question, he realized that he had lost his composure and quickly handed over the wooden sign.

Wang Qiye took a closer look and found it was indeed 100% new, no problem at all, so he put it into the nourishing bead.

After the two of them walked out of the restriction, they both showed satisfied smiles, which made the other three realm cultivators envious, and they all cast jealous or curious glances at them.

The exchange meeting is still ongoing.

The items that appeared also became more diverse, including various magical instruments, elixirs, talismans, spirit wines, medicinal materials...

Soon it was Wang Qiye's turn. He stood up, his posture as straight as a pine tree, but did not take out anything. He then began to speak.

"I have a junior sister whose birthday is coming up, so I'm looking for a light sword weighing around 600-800 kilograms." His voice was steady and firm, his eyes revealing sincerity and expectation.

A beautiful middle-aged woman stood up, raised her hand, and a long knife flew out of her storage bag.

The long sword drew an arc in the air, flashing a cold light.

She looked at the four spears on his back with her beautiful eyes and opened her red lips slightly.

"I do have a long sword, which is my junior sister's relic. It was originally left to her by the master as a gift for her entering the third realm."

"Unexpectedly, she failed to advance and died of depression three years later. This knife has been left unused ever since. It's a great item worth 5 spirit stones. How do you plan to exchange it for it?" There was a hint of sadness and reminiscence in her voice, but her eyes revealed her hope that the knife could find a good place.

Wang Qiye was naturally prepared. He waved his hand and pointed at the restriction. "Please."

The beautiful middle-aged woman nodded. She had some impression of this monk with a spear on his back. He had just concluded a big deal of 50 spirit stones with others, so he should not be short of this few spirit stones.

Thinking of this, her doubts were slightly reduced, and she followed him into the restricted area.

Wang Qiye put the broken defensive magic weapon of the old man in the Nascent Soul stage into the storage bag, which was worth 1.2. He also put the last 10 broken third-level magic weapons into the bag, which were worth 3.6. He still needed 2000 spirit stones, so he stuffed some pills that he didn't need and threw them over.

The beautiful middle-aged woman examined it carefully, with light flashing in her hands and spiritual power surging. She considered it carefully twice before finally nodding and handing over the long sword.

Wang Qiye weighed it in his hand, and it only weighed 600 jin, but it was enough. He then pulled out the long sword, and the cold light of the sword was like water, reflecting his focused face. It was indeed a brand new sword.

He nodded, sheathed the knife, and put it into the nourishing bead.

The two then walked out of the restriction and returned to their respective positions.

This transaction was only for 5 spirit stones, so not many people cared about it.