Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

When Yang Qian took the jade token, he was immediately delighted. A bright smile broke out on his face and his eyes became bright.

He bowed deeply to the middle-aged man in white robe in front of him and said sincerely: "Thank you, senior. I will take my leave now."

After saying this, he turned around and said goodbye and left the hall.

As soon as Yang Qian left the hall, the middle-aged man in white robe shook his head helplessly, his face full of helplessness, as if he was puzzled by Yang Qian's persistence, and muttered to himself:

"This kid is really stubborn."

Then he nodded thoughtfully, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Then he closed the jade box on the table again, and then he quickly made a hand gesture with both hands. His expression became serious and focused, and he pointed solemnly at the jade table in front of him.

Suddenly, the magic circle on the table shone brightly, a dazzling, strong white light rushed out like a surging tide, instantly illuminating the entire room as if it were daytime.

The jade box disappeared without a trace in the flash of white light, as if it had never appeared on the table.

Just as the man in white robe cast a spell to teleport the round bead transformed from the green shadow to the place of imprisonment, Yang Qian had already turned into a stream of light and flew away from the stone tower. He looked hurried and headed straight for the market place in Tianyuan City.

A few hours later, Yang Qian slowly descended in front of the majestic Taixuan Palace in the middle of the market. He looked eagerly at the Taixuan Palace and walked towards the palace door with steady steps.

He casually handed over a considerable amount of spirit stones, received the light-blocking pendant from the deacon, and then walked into the hall in a dignified and unrestrained manner.

After passing through a long passage, Yang Qian appeared in the huge hall shrouded in silver light.

I saw that the place was full of people from both the human and demon races who wanted to exchange things. There were about three or four hundred people in the flashing silver light and black air, and it was very lively.

Dozens of stalls were neatly arranged around the hall, and the dazzling array of goods on the stalls emitted colorful light, which was dazzling.

At this time, the light in the hall was a little dim, and the air was filled with a mysterious and depressing atmosphere.

Yang Qian glanced around, as sharp as an eagle, and then his gaze stopped near a stone pillar in the hall.

There, a demon wrapped in thick black air was standing there quietly and motionlessly, like a mysterious statue.

The surrounding area was bustling with people, but near this stone pillar, a quiet little space seemed to have formed.

When Yang Qian saw this person, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a barely perceptible light flashed in his eyes. His expression was still as calm as water, but the corners of his mouth curled up imperceptibly, as if he had expected it in his heart, and then he strode over.

"Fellow Daoist, you are finally here! After the last transaction, I thought you would go into seclusion and practice hard, and we wouldn't be able to see each other for at least a few years." Before Yang Qian walked over, a low chuckle suddenly came from his ears. The sound was pleasant to the ears, like a yellow oriole singing in a valley, and it was full of joy.

However, there seemed to be a hint of temptation hidden in this joy.

At this moment, the sound of wind could be heard faintly from outside the hall, blowing the corners of people's clothes.

"I came here just to try my luck. I didn't expect that you are really here. It seems that you have also sensed something is wrong recently and want to complete the transaction between us as soon as possible." Yang Qian smiled slightly and also transmitted the message. He kept walking, confidently and steadily, and he had already walked in front of the black gas.

The noise in the hall seemed to become distant at this moment.

"What's wrong?" The woman in the black air was silent for a moment, and her voice suddenly became cold, as if the temperature around her dropped suddenly. It was obvious that she was pretending to be confused, trying to test Yang Qian's true strength.

Occasionally, dust would fall from the beams above my head.

"Fellow Daoist, why do you pretend to be ignorant? Just look at the number of people from your and my clans appearing in the hall now. There are several times more than before. Doesn't this prove something?" Yang Qian replied slowly, looking calm and composed. He didn't care about the change in the woman's tone at all, and looked like he had everything planned out.

The gems on a nearby stall were sparkling with a strange light.

"You say that, have you heard any news?" The woman's eyes flashed with a cold light, and she asked in a somewhat anxious tone. There was also a bit of vigilance in her urgency, as if she wanted to find a flaw in Yang Qian's answer.

At this moment, the flame of an oil lamp in the corner flickered slightly.

"I don't know about other things, but high-level monks are dispatched frequently, and the number of alien spies appearing in the area we are responsible for is almost five or six times more than before. How is it on your side?" Yang Qian asked calmly, looking directly at the black gas.

"That's about the same! Those old guys are also showing up more frequently, and there are some new faces in the city. They all seem to have strong cultivation bases, and they seem to be new personnel transferred from the Seven Lands." The woman hesitated for a moment before answering honestly.

"I see. It seems that this is not our illusion. Something really is going to happen. What do you think is the probability of aliens attacking the city?" Yang Qian asked this, and the expression on his face became subtle.

"There's at least a 30% chance! Otherwise, there wouldn't be such amazing changes in the city." The woman replied gloomily, with a hint of worry in her voice.

"Thirty percent! This is already very high." Yang Qian seemed to have expected this and nodded lightly.

"That's right! So I plan to never appear here again after I make the last deal with you. If you want to save your life, you'd better try to leave this city as soon as possible. Otherwise, once the aliens really attack the city, people of your and my level will most likely not be able to escape this disaster." The woman sighed, with a hint of worry in her tone.

"What you said is simple, but as a cultivator in this city, it is not so easy to leave." Yang Qian touched his chin and shook his head.

Although he could leave Tianyuan City through the Qiankun Gate at any time, it was naturally impossible for him to tell this matter.

Furthermore, in order to better conceal the existence of the Gate of Heaven and Earth, Yang Qian has tried to reduce the number of times he uses the Gate of Heaven and Earth to avoid being discovered by high-level beings in Tianyuan City.

"Hehe, it is indeed very difficult to leave now! You and I are from different races, and there is nothing I can do. Fortunately, even if a war breaks out, there will be at least several years, and fellow Daoist still has time to plan this matter. Well, the information has been exchanged almost, you can start trading things." After the woman chuckled, her voice straightened up, appearing serious and earnest.

When Yang Qian heard the woman say this, he did not object, but asked calmly:
"How many spiritual medicine seeds did the fairy collect this time? The few kinds that Fellow Daoist Yan found last time are relatively rare, but not many of them are useful."

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist. Not to mention other seeds, I have already collected most of the kinds you mentioned. To be honest, if the war wasn't about to start and time was too tight, I wouldn't have paid such a huge price to exchange for these seeds. I can't care about anything else now. But I wonder if the thousand-year-old elixir you brought this time is enough." The woman smiled brightly in the black air.

"Fellow Daoist, you have traded with me several times. Have you ever seen me give you less than one herb?" Yang Qian smiled strangely and asked back.

"That's true! However, the seeds this time are indeed rare and extraordinary. In the long run, their value is not lower than your thousand-year-old elixir. It's just that the thousand-year-old elixir is in short supply. Otherwise, I would really be reluctant to take it out to trade with you." The woman giggled a few times, then turned her palm, and a emerald green wooden box appeared in her hand, which she threw over.

The wooden box was engraved with various ancient patterns, and there were also flashing runes, which clearly showed that it was not an ordinary item.

Yang Qian's face was solemn as he sucked the wooden box into his hand. Without opening the lid, his eyes flashed with blue light, and his gaze went straight into the lid. At the same time, his powerful divine sense also invaded into it and scanned it carefully.

For a moment, Yang Qian held the wooden box in one hand and stood there motionless.

The woman in the black air was not surprised by Yang Qian's behavior, nor did she have any intention of urging him. She just stared at Yang Qian with flashing eyes without saying a word, as if she wanted to see Yang Qian's true appearance clearly through the layer of silver light.

After a while, the woman sighed secretly and retracted her gaze. To say that she was not curious about this person would be a lie. The person who could provide such a large number of ten thousand year old elixirs must be someone extraordinary.

According to this woman's guess, the other party is most likely a member of one of the most secretive True Spirit families among the human race.

Especially the Min family, who are famous for cultivating magical medicines, are the most likely ones.

However, the other party was extremely cautious. After several indirect attempts during the contacts, not only did she fail to find out his background, but she was accidentally tricked into revealing her real surname, which made the woman feel very upset for a long time afterwards.

Although it was impossible for the other party to find out her origins just by a title, it made the woman give up the desire to find out and she never mentioned the identities of either party again.

This will prevent you from accidentally leaking more of your information.

However, when the woman thought about the thousand-year-old elixirs she had obtained in exchange for the transaction with the other party, she couldn't help but become extremely excited.

Although her background was somewhat special and she held some status in the clan, it was impossible for her to collect so many spiritual medicines even if she had a lot of spiritual stones.

As long as this transaction is successful, these spiritual medicines will be enough for her to hire someone to refine several urgently needed pills to break through the current bottleneck.

Of course, she was also very curious about Yang Qian's collection of elixir seeds. As long as the other party could pay her the agreed elixir, she naturally didn't bother to delve into the details.

Just as the demon woman was feeling uncertain, Yang Qian on the other side had already checked the contents of the box and nodded with satisfaction:

"Yes, most of them are indeed the seeds I mentioned to you before. This is the elixir you deserve. Please check it out!"

As he spoke, he also took out several jade boxes from his body and handed them to the other party one by one.

The woman did not dare to be careless and checked it carefully after taking it.

"Yes, they are indeed spiritual medicines that are about ten thousand years old. This is the last transaction between the two of us in the near future. If fellow Daoist can really escape the current disaster, there may be a chance for us to cooperate again in the future." The demon woman said with a smile after putting away the spiritual medicine.

"I hope so! Now that the things have been cleared, I will see if the other fellow Taoists have any good things. Under the current circumstances, there should be some good treasures being taken out." Yang Qian glanced at the stalls around him and said thoughtfully.

"Fellow Daoist, you are quite scheming. I just took a look and found that there are indeed quite a few rare items. But I have other things to do, so I won't accompany you any longer." The woman immediately said goodbye.

"Please do as you please, fairy!" Yang Qian clasped his fists calmly.

The woman in the black air was quite quick and efficient. She turned around immediately and headed towards the entrance of the demon clan opposite.

After Yang Qian and the other girl left the hall, the corners of his mouth twitched and he couldn't help but smile.

The original Yuqing Pill was only effective for the early stage of the Spirit Transformation. Now, through several transactions with this woman, he finally collected two more pills that are very useful for the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation.

It seems that there is no need to worry about the shortage of elixirs in the short term.

After the important matter that he was worried about was resolved, Yang Qian felt relieved and walked leisurely towards a nearby human stall.

After turning around, Yang Qian frowned slightly.

Although there were many stalls, the rare treasures brought out by the monks of the two tribes were far richer than before.

But with his current vision, he naturally wouldn't be easily impressed by any magic weapon or material.

However, the secret techniques and skills that he was most interested in were rarely brought out, and even if there were a few, he was not interested in them.

After shaking his head a few times, he didn't delay any longer and slowly left the hall.

As soon as he left Taixuan Palace, Yang Qian drove the escape light towards the spiritual place where he lived.

Half a month later, it would be the day when the elder of Tianguang Hall would preach, and he would never let it go.

And even if this had not happened, he would have another matter to deal with and would not have left Tianyuan City immediately.

Inside the sacred cave.

Yang Qian sat cross-legged on a jade cushion with his eyes slightly closed and a solemn expression. A faint golden light flowed all over his body, as if covered by a layer of gauze.

The jumping purple arcs of electricity appeared and disappeared around it, making slight "crackling" sounds from time to time, and every flash seemed to contain endless power.

He exuded a fierce aura, making the air in the entire cave seem heavy.

About two hours later, a green light suddenly appeared in the spiritual land, like a meteor across the sky, and headed straight for Yang Qian's cave residence at an extremely fast speed.

Wherever it passed, there was a whistling sound of wind.

Not long after, a green rainbow landed outside Yang Qian's cave. The light faded away, revealing a dark-skinned young man.

It was Han Li.

At this moment, he has successfully broken through to the initial stage of Spirit Transformation.

"Senior Brother Yang said he would return today, so he should be in the cave at this time." Han Li murmured to himself, his brows slightly furrowed, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

After a little thought, he pinched his fingers together and was about to release a sound transmission talisman.

At this moment, a man's gentle voice came from the cave: "Junior Brother Han, just come in!" The voice echoed in the cave and reached Han Li's ears clearly.

"Senior Brother Yang!" Han Li's expression changed, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and the movement of the sound transmission talisman in his hand also paused.

The next moment, the formation at the entrance of the cave hummed, and a light like water waves appeared, opening a hole that was big enough for one person to pass through.

Han Li's eyes flashed, and without any hesitation, he walked straight in.

After turning several corners, Han Li walked into a bright room.

I saw a handsome young man in a black robe looking over with a smile. His smile was like a spring breeze, making people feel friendly. (End of this chapter)