Immortal Cultivation Families: The Rise of the Jinling Immortal Clan

However, when Xia Yuhua saw the two, she immediately smiled happily and bowed to the two late-stage Qi Refining cultivators who were walking towards them.

"Fellow Daoist Wang and Fellow Daoist Yun, I wonder how you two have been lately?"

"Master Xia, how have you been?" The two cultivators immediately returned the greeting with smiles.

Clearly, the three of them already knew each other and were quite close.

"Fellow Daoist, could you be the renowned Xia Yuhui?" Just as the two were about to pull Xia Yuhua aside for a detailed discussion, Wang He suddenly caught sight of Xia Yuhui, his eyes lit up, and he immediately greeted Xia Yuhui.

"Fellow Daoist is joking. That's just someone with ulterior motives boasting." Xia Yuhui quickly waved his hand to indicate that he did not approve of such reputation.

Upon hearing that the person was Xia Yuhui, Yun Wuzi also showed a very shocked expression. Nowadays, the name Xia Yuhui has spread among these Qi Refining cultivators. Just hearing Xia Yuhui's name, one knows that this person is powerful. Now, the presence of a True Person in person cannot shock him.

Upon hearing this, several cultivators nearby also turned to look.

Upon seeing this, Xia Yuhui immediately and awkwardly wiped his forehead, removing non-existent sweat.

Seeing that Xia Yuhui was unable to handle the situation, Xia Yuhua immediately led the three of them to a quiet place, and the others wisely did not follow to watch.

Soon, the four began to talk. Of course, the focus of the conversation was Xia Yuhui. Reputation is a double-edged sword. More importantly, among the four, Xia Yuhui had the highest cultivation level and the strongest strength.

These two rogue cultivators, both at the late stage of Qi Refining, were intentionally or unintentionally trying to curry favor with the two members of the Xia family during their conversation. After all, one of them was an alchemist and the other a weapon refiner, and being on good terms with them would definitely bring benefits in the future.

Xia Yuhui gradually learned about the two men. The cultivator named Wang He was a talisman maker who could refine high-grade talismans. He had some reputation and status in the market. Xia Yuhui had heard of him before, but had never had the opportunity to contact him.

The other person, Yun Wuzi, was also a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator, but he did not possess any of the various arts of immortal cultivation, so Xia Yuhui's attitude towards him was somewhat indifferent.

While the group was chatting, more than a dozen cultivators whom Xia Yuhui knew came to greet him, and Xia Yuhui responded with a smile to each of them.

The market is only so big, so it's not surprising to run into acquaintances. And those who can come here generally have a cultivation level no lower than the mid-stage of Qi Refining. Soon, Xia Yuhui found another old acquaintance, Chen Ruhai from the Chen family, who had ordered a magic weapon from him.

"Brother Xia, it's been a few months since we last met, and your reputation has spread throughout the entire market. It seems you have a good chance of achieving Foundation Establishment." Chen Ruhai greeted him with a smile as soon as he saw him.

Xia Yuhui also introduced the three people around him to him without any hesitation.

After the five chatted for a while, the trade fair officially began.

A distinguished young man walked up from a high platform in the middle, clasped his hands in greeting to the cultivators below, and then said unhurriedly, "Fellow Daoists, I am Yan Hanyun, the manager of Wanxianglou. I will be the one to start this trade fair today, so let's begin with me." As he spoke, he took out more than a dozen items from his storage bag, placed them on the table, and introduced them to everyone one by one.

"Alright, if any fellow Daoists wish to come up and buy, or barter, please come over. As always, the highest bidder wins." After the introduction, Yan Hanyun signaled that the purchase could begin.

A few people slowly stepped forward from the stage, but they didn't speak. Instead, they picked up these things and looked at them from left to right. Clearly, they were using their divine sense to transmit their thoughts.

"Thank you for the spirit wine last time, Fellow Daoist Yan. I wonder how much the soul crystals on this table cost?" Xia Yuhui, who was sitting below the stage, couldn't hold back any longer and immediately sent a telepathic message.

Soul crystals are the core material for crafting puppet beasts. Without them, it is impossible to craft puppet beasts. Over the years, Xia Yuhui has been instructing his family to collect soul crystals, but with little success. He never expected to encounter one now.

Soon, people handed over spirit stones on the spot or exchanged them with other gifts. After everyone had left, Yan Hanyun took a few more items from the table and put them into his storage bag. Obviously, these items had been ordered by some people in the audience.

After waiting for fifty or sixty breaths, Yan Hanyun saw that there was no further movement below, so he put the remaining items into his storage bag, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and left.

Then another cultivator went up and put up the items he wanted to sell, just like before.

Several more people in the audience stepped forward, picked up the items, and examined them closely.

In this way, a dozen or so late-stage Qi Refining cultivators took turns going on stage to display the spiritual items they wanted to sell.

During this time, Xia Yuhui made more than ten moves, spending a total of more than 1000 spirit stones. After Xia Yuhua came down, Xia Yuhui went up as well.

He was also the last Qi Refining Stage cultivator among these people. As soon as Xia Yuhui appeared on the stage, the crowd below began to discuss him, even though they already knew Xia Yuhui's name.

Xia Yuhui didn't pay any attention, but instead took out more than 20 items and placed them on the table. These items were all obtained from the enemy, including cultivation techniques, magic weapons, talismans, spiritual herbs and medicines, and the bones and flesh of demonic beasts.

The variety was impressive, and the prices were quite high, which astonished the crowd below.

Xia Yuhua was also surprised, wondering how many people her fifth brother had killed to collect such a jumble of things.

Just as Xia Yuhui was tirelessly introducing these things, a person dressed in a black robe with a dark red face suddenly stood up.

"I'll take all these medicinal herbs. Do you have any more?" He pointed directly to the five medicinal herbs as soon as he came up, clearly having a specific target.

Xia Yuhui frowned, somewhat displeased, but he didn't show it, because he sensed a strange aura emanating from this person.

The blood energy was extremely concentrated, and it also contained some yin energy. Xia Yuhui would not believe that this person was not a demonic cultivator. Xia Yuhui became secretly vigilant, after all, demonic cultivators were known for their unpredictable nature, and they might attack him here at the slightest provocation.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you intend to exchange these five Yin-Rotting Grasses for?" Xia Yuhui asked, holding the five herbs in his hands.

Clearly, he didn't intend to sell these five herbs cheaply with spirit stones. Although these five herbs were rare, their price wasn't particularly high. However, if someone urgently needed them, he could raise the price on the spot.

Upon hearing this, the man didn't waste any words and took out more than a dozen items from his storage bag, placing them on the table for Xia Yuhui to choose from.

Xia Yuhui's eyes lit up when he saw this person; he was surprised to find that the man was so rich.

Among the dozen or so items on the table, none were worth less than 200 spirit stones. This made Xia Yuhui's eyes redden, and he immediately started plotting something. Clearly, his old habit had resurfaced.

The monk seemed to have seen through his plan, but he did not take any action, clearly feeling confident.

This instantly calmed Xia Yuhui down. He carefully examined the items on the table several times, and after about 50 breaths, he finally pointed to a monster bone with 28 ribs attached.

"If you want to exchange this item, your offer isn't enough? Add something else," the cultivators said, their faces contorting in disapproval. After a moment's thought, they finally gave Xia Yuhui their reply.

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