Immortal of the Nine Realms

Chapter 431: Stop Yapping And Hurry Up!

Chapter 431: Stop Yapping And Hurry Up!

The stall owner fumbled through his storage ring and pulled out two spirit beast eggs, one blue and one red. Their surfaces were covered with intricate patterns, and they seemed to be breathing, undulating slightly.

Grinning, the stall owner said, "Young Master Fang, both of these are fourth-grade spirit beast eggs, but I cannot determine the exact type of spirit beasts they are. If you are interested, they can be yours for 5,000 low-grade spirit stones."

5,000 low-grade spirit stones?

A look of bizarre complexity appeared in the eyes of Immortal Fire Cloud and the others. Such a sum was something they could only dream of having—it was simply out of their reach.

Sui Nianhua's expression stiffened.

She glanced at the Spirit Beast Egg in her hand, which was priced at 800 low-grade spirit stones, snorted coldly, and handed the egg back to the stall owner before turning away. Her fellow senior brothers hurried after her, their faces showing their displeasure. A junior with lesser cultivation had a fortune that made them feel utterly inferior.

Yet, they were also curious if Fang Chen could really afford it. As they turned their heads back, they saw Fang Chen settling the payment and purchasing the two Spirit Beast Eggs.

"Are these really for us?" asked Zhang Xiaoke with a bewildered expression. Fang Chen had already given him quite a few low-grade spirit stones before, and he was handing over Spirit Beast Eggs now, which seemed excessively generous.

He really wished Fang Chen spent these spirit stones on more crucial resources.

Even though Yan Ruyue desired deeply to own a fourth-stage Spirit Beast Egg, she was too embarrassed to accept it and instinctively looked toward Elder Su.

"Just take them, it's nothing," said Fang Chen as he casually tossed the eggs to them before heading toward the direction of the tea house.

Immortal Fire Cloud and the others hurriedly followed, with the sixth princess sneaking glances at Zhang Xiaoke and Yan Ruyue with envy.

Yan Ruyue looked at the peasant woman. "Master…."

The peasant woman nodded softly. "Keep it."

She then led the two to catch up with Fang Chen's group.

Yan Ruyue was ecstatic as she played lovingly with the spirit beast egg in her hands. She only stopped when Zhang Xiaoke reminded her to store it in her storage ring.

At the tea house, the manager had specifically arranged a large private room for Fang Chen.

It was only when Abbess Zhu Yue and her group arrived that Daoist Ya and Immortal Fire Cloud finally learned that they had arrived in Great Qian too.

Soon, Li Daoye also arrived, and when he saw so many people in the tea room, he grew curious.

Fang Chen said softly, "There's one more person coming, please wait a moment."

Everyone looked at each other. One more person was coming? Who could it be? Perhaps it’s another cultivator from the Flame Empire?

Xia Ji entered the tea room, sweeping his gaze around. "Heh, what a lively gathering!"

Who is this?

Immortal Fire Cloud and the others did not recognize Xia Ji. However, when the sixth princess saw Xia Ji, her expression froze, and she exclaimed in disbelief, "Third Brother!?"

Xia Ji frowned slightly. "Oh, you're here too?"

The sixth princess's face turned awkward. In the past, she had been close with Xia Yu, and when they were younger, they often opposed Fang Chen together.

Immortal Fire Cloud and the others realized. "So he's also from Grand Xia."

"Third Brother, this is my master. I came to Grand Qian with her to participate in the trade conference," the sixth princess whispered.

Xia Ji greeted Immortal Fire Cloud with a fist salute. "My little sister can be quite temperamental. I hope she hasn't troubled you."

Immortal Fire Cloud replied politely, "Her comprehension is quite good, and she has been diligent. It’s no trouble at all."

Given that the other party seemed to have a very good relationship with Fang Chen and was also in Great Qian, she naturally did not dare to neglect him.

"That's good," said Xia Ji, nodding slightly. He then looked toward Fang Chen, signaling him.

Fang Chen nodded. "No worries, just give them to me.

Hearing that, everyone took out the high-grade, yellow-rank treasures they had bought and handed them to Fang Chen, who stored them in his storage ring one by one.

He had given them thirty thousand low-grade spirit stones, and he was quite satisfied with the ten high-grade, yellow-rank treasures that they had bought with them.

Meanwhile, Little Sword was drooling over these treasures and was urging Fang Chen to return to the Fang Family so that it could devour the treasures. The transactions were so swift that Immortal Fire Cloud and the others only caught a brief glimpse and couldn't see clearly what the treasures were. However, the aura from the treasures shocked them deeply.

These were definitely not ordinary!

Considering the vast array of treasures, coupled with the spirit beast eggs Fang Chen had just purchased, it was hard for them to imagine just how immense Fang Chen's wealth was.

After chatting for half an hour, Fang Chen stood up to leave. He left Abbess Zhu Yue and others to catch up with Immortal Fire Cloud and her group.

Not long after Fang Chen left, Xia Ji invited Immortal Fire Cloud and the sixth princess to visit Profound Void Temple.

***

Li Cang and Chang Feilan were still wandering around the trade conference.

Now that Jiang Tianai had also left, the courtyard felt very quiet.

Returning to his room, Fang Chen took the treasures and gave them to Little Sword to devour.

His divine soul then exited his body and stood high above Grand Qian.

His gaze swept over each of the Golden Core Realm cultivators, lingering particularly on Tong Hu and the others.

Tong Hu didn't show any unusual behaviors, as if Jue Wudi's death had nothing to do with him.

Tong Bozhou was energetically promoting the Jade River Pavilion, having clearly prepared a large batch of spiritual resources in advance, aiming to make a big profit at the trade conference. He looked like an ordinary merchant and there was nothing that pointed to him being a Spirit Blood Sect cultivator.

The ancestor of the Heavenly Southern Sect was wandering around with Yu Yuefan, and there was no sign of anything unusual.

In fact, ever since Jue Wudi's death, Fang Chen had been most concerned about these two. The ancestor of Heavenly Southern Sect was Jue Wudi's second senior brother, and Fang Chen wanted to see if he would send any messages after Jue Wudi's death. Unfortunately, there was no reaction, and it was as if they had really come just for the trade conference.

Fang Chen's gaze shifted to Immortal Void Rush, Immortal White Tragon, and Supreme Expert Dragon Wood.

Immortal Void Rush was a cultivator from the Slaying Spiritual Division, whose target was also the Spirit Blood Sect. Yet, at this moment, she appeared extremely calm, only occasionally glancing at Dongfang Haojie who was not far away.

Immortal White Dragon was chatting with Supreme Expert Dragon Wood and had a look of boredom on his face. It seemed they had come to Great Qian just to keep up appearances and maintain some semblance of order.

Laughter and lively chatter filled the air of the empire. If not for his knowledge of the Spirit Blood Sect's presence, Fang Chen might have been infected by the festive atmosphere of the trade conference. However, he knew very well that beneath the surface, an undercurrent of malice was brewing, with some people harboring evil intentions, attempting to shake up the Hidden Cloud Region.

After some time, Little Sword finished devouring the items and reintegrated into Fang Chen's body. Fang Chen sensed that Little Sword had grown slightly stronger, even though it was still far from the fourth rank. However, it was clear that the tens of thousands of spirit stones had not been wasted.

"Tonight, I'll go and talk to Dongfang Haojie."

***

Later that night.

Dongfang Haojie dragged his tired body back to his room. He felt a sense of security knowing that Immortal Void Rush was in the room next door.

A familiar voice sounded again out of nowhere. "Brother Dongfang, may I borrow some more essence blood? Consider it a favor."

Dongfang Haojie paused slightly, a trace of annoyance appearing on his face. "You already took ten drops and you're only saying you owe me a favor now?"

"I tipped you off about the Spirit Blood Sect, and you gave me your blood essence. That squared us off. This time, I will owe you a favor. Stop yapping and hurry up."