Mythical Cultivation

"Haha, he's just a clown. He thought that if he spread the news without telling me, he would let people from above take the things away. He is so naive. If he hadn't been kept here to confuse the people above, he would have been sent to another world long ago." said the city lord.

"It is thanks to the City Lord that he was merciful and spared his life. City Lord, the Lord of Huanglong Mansion has already sent his strategist, the Soul Chaser, to Qingshi City. According to my observation, the treasure will be unveiled tomorrow, so we must make preparations early." said the man in black standing below.

"Don't worry about the three major families in advance. Arrange the manpower. The treasure is important." The man in black also slipped away after receiving the order.

As the various factions plotted their plans, Wu Ming, following Lin Jinxian's instructions, arrived at the black market. He donned a human skin mask to avoid recognition. The black market was a small market built underground. Entering through a tunnel, he saw a street stretching hundreds of meters long, lined with nearly a hundred stalls. Elixirs, secret manuals, herbs, weapons, and everything related to cultivation could be found on the stalls.

However, Wu Ming didn't dare to buy anything at the stalls. The main reason was that there were too many things here, both real and fake, and there was no one to manage them. If he got cheated, he would have nowhere to go to seek justice. Since Wu Ming came in, two fights had already broken out on the street. It was really chaotic.

Wu Ming walked straight to a shop. Not many people were inside, all quietly selecting items they wanted, rarely interacting with each other. As Wu Ming entered, a cultivator in the early stages of physical refinement approached him and asked, "What would you like, brother? We have everything you need." This person was a salesperson.

"You're speaking louder than words. I want some medicinal pills. What kind of medicinal pills do you have in your store?"

"Of course we have pills. Come with me, brother." He led Wu Ming to a counter. Wu Ming looked over and saw three or four kinds of pills. These weren't the powdered medicines he saw in his shop, but real pills: Body Tempering Pills, Detoxification Pills, Blood Clotting Pills, and Blood Qi Pills. He hadn't expected Blood Qi Pills to exist; the black market truly had everything. Blood Qi Pills weren't just needed by cultivators in the Blood Qi Realm; cultivators in the later stages of Body Refining also needed them, though in smaller quantities, as they needed to sense the Blood Qi beforehand.

"Yes, what is the price of the Blood Qi Pill?" Wu Ming asked.

"Blood Qi Pill is ten gold coins each, no bargaining." He did not think that Wu Ming was at the Blood Qi realm, but only thought that he was a cultivator in the late stage of body refining, who wanted to buy some Blood Qi Pills to feel the feeling of blood Qi in his body in advance.

Wu Ming didn't expect the price to double. He thought five gold coins were too expensive, but here one bottle was ten gold coins. However, in order to improve his strength faster, Wu Ming gritted his teeth and bought a bottle. Money would not be of any use if kept, so strength is king.

After buying the pills, Wu Ming just strolled around the black market and didn't buy anything else. The main reason was that he didn't have many gold coins left, and he didn't see anything he particularly wanted, so he left.

After returning home smoothly, the family was filled with a tense atmosphere. Everyone was preparing for the fight between the three major families. Wu Ming also received instructions from Lin Jinxian and was ready to join the battle at any time.

Just when the three major families were making preparations in full swing, they didn't know that a big event happened outside the city.

One hundred miles southeast of Qingshi City, outside the Misty Forest, a group of people surrounded a single individual. It was Qingshi City Lord Zhao Canglan and his men, while the man in the middle was an elderly man in brown garb. He was none other than Huanglong Mansion's chief strategist, the Soul Chaser Zhuo Donglai.

"Zhao Canglan, why are you deserting your post instead of staying in Qingshi City? If you go back now, I won't report to the Palace Master."

"Hahaha, Zhuo Donglai, is it necessary to do all this nonsense now? Do you think it's possible for you to leave here today? I want the treasure today, and I want your life too."

"Zhao Canglan, who gave you the courage? You didn't take my Soul-Chasing Hand seriously at all. Today I'll let you see why I'm called the Soul-Chasing Hand." After saying that, he slapped towards the City Lord of Qingshi City. Black energy and a dizzying smell spread between Zhuo Donglai's palms. Several guards who were close to him foamed at the mouth instantly, and the others quickly retreated and escaped death.

"Everyone, disperse! Zhuo Donglai's Myriad Poison Palm is extremely toxic. Try to hold your breath," said the leader of Zhao Canglan's men. With that, he and Zhao Canglan approached Zhuo Donglai. This man was Xiang Qingtian, the leader of Qingshi City's guards and a cultivator in the Blood Qi Realm. He wielded a spear, and his Zhulang spear technique was impenetrable, preventing even a single drop of the Myriad Poison Palm's power from reaching him.

Zhuo Donglai faced two on one, unfazed. With his late Blood Qi Realm strength, dealing with two mid-Blood Qi Realm cultivators was a piece of cake. Since he rose to fame, at least eight, if not ten, Blood Qi Realm cultivators had died at his hands, let alone two cultivators of lower realms. His Ten Thousand Poison Palm had reached pinpoint perfection, and cultivators no stronger than him dared not even touch his bare hands.

However, Zhao Canglan should not be underestimated. Originally, his strength was indeed not enough to be an enemy of Zhuo Donglai. However, he had obtained a spiritual weapon before, which greatly increased his strength. The spiritual weapon can double the user's strength, which made him dare to fight against Zhuo Donglai.

Weapons in this realm are categorized as common weapons, hundred-refined sharp weapons, spiritual weapons, treasure weapons, and divine weapons. Most cultivators in the Body Refining Realm wield common weapons, while only a few wealthy individuals possess hundred-refined sharp weapons. The Xianglin family, one of the three great families in Bluestone City, possesses fewer than a hundred hundred-refined sharp weapons. As for spiritual weapons, they are far fewer and cannot be purchased with money. They are generally found in the hands of powerful forces. Zhuo Donglai, on the other hand, possesses only a pair of weapon-grade gloves.

After more than ten rounds, Zhuo Donglai was only evenly matched with Zhao Canglan and Xiang Qingtian, which made him lose face. Generally, a cultivator in the late Blood Qi stage would have no problem fighting five cultivators in the middle Blood Qi stage, so he only used 70% of his strength, but in the end, he failed to win. He also discovered that Zhao Canglan was actually using a spiritual weapon-level longsword, no wonder he was able to withstand his Ten Thousand Poison Palm.

Zhuo Donglai, who originally thought he could quickly deal with Zhao Canglan and Xiang Qingtian, had to use all his strength when he saw this situation. The trees and grass withered wherever his palms were slammed, and Zhao Canglan and Xiang Qingtian were also at a disadvantage. It seemed that they would be defeated within a few dozen rounds.

Suddenly, a whale-sucking force came from the place where several people were fighting, causing the vitality of heaven and earth within a radius of several miles to riot. Then a black shiny bead emerged from the soil and flew towards the distance. The three people fighting quickly left the battlefield and attacked the bead. Seeing the treasure coming out, several people stopped fighting, everything was for the treasure.