Chronicles of Ascension: The Path to Immortality

"I have some second-level spiritual ores on hand, which can be exchanged."

"Second-level spiritual ores? That's a good thing. I will definitely find a good customer for you."

The fat white monk led the way and brought everyone directly to a tall shop.

"This is the Golden Demon Pavilion, which purchases various spiritual ores at high prices all year round." The fat white monk said with a smile.

"The spiritual ores in my hand are quite special. I wonder if they know the goods?" Zhang Xuan said.

"What a big tone. What spiritual ores have I not seen in the Golden Demon Pavilion?" A hoarse voice came from inside.

The fat white monk hurriedly said: "It turned out to be Elder Zhao. How come you have time to come to the Golden Demon Pavilion for inspection today?"

"Other elders have entered the Heavenly Demon Abyss to look for opportunities. I can only pull this old bone out of seclusion and come to sit in the Golden Demon Pavilion." Elder Zhao walked out and said.

He glanced and found that among the five people, four were in the foundation building stage.

It was also a relatively large group of customers.

"Do you want to sell spiritual ore to me, Jinmo Pavilion?" Elder Zhao asked after glancing at Zhang Xuan.

"Yes."

"Generally, the people below identify and appraise the spiritual ore. I just heard from you that spiritual ore is very rare. I am interested. Please come to the pavilion to talk. As long as I like it, I will not let you suffer a loss."

Everyone quickly entered Jinmo Pavilion and came to a private room.

A Qi-refining cultivator respectfully brewed tea for everyone.

The tea was deep red and had a faint fragrance.

Zhang Xuan took a sip, and his Qi and blood power spread.

Even though he was a foundation-building body cultivator, this sip of tea had a slight improvement on his Qi and blood power.

"This tea..." Zhang Xuan was shocked.

"Haha," Elder Zhang smiled slightly, "This is rootless red spiritual tea. A cup can save you several days of hard practice!"

"This rootless red spiritual tea is really amazing!" Zhang Xuan exclaimed.

Zhang Xuan estimated that this cup of tea was worth a first-grade top-grade elixir.

The fact that Elder Zhao actually used such precious tea to entertain guests also surprised everyone.

"People in big places are so particular!" After saying that, Old Oilhead slurped and drank the whole cup of tea.

After drinking it, Old Oilhead handed over the empty teacup.

The Qi-refining cultivator who poured the tea looked at Old Oilhead with disdain, but still poured him another cup of tea.

"This tea is really a great tonic. It reminds me of the Qi and blood power in the Corpse King Pool, which was really refreshing~~" Old Oilhead said with his legs crossed.

"Has this Taoist friend been to the Corpse King Pool?" Elder Zhang was shocked.

"I have been there." Old Oilhead said while blowing the hot air on the tea.

"There is a third-level Corpse King there, which is extremely dangerous. Even a Jindan cultivator dare not easily break in." Elder Zhao said with his eyes wide open.

"Third-level Corpse King? Extremely dangerous? Hahaha..." Old Oilhead laughed out loud.

At this moment, the corpse of the third-level Corpse King was lying quietly in Old Oilhead's storage bag.

The more he thought about it, the more interesting it became, and he couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Xuan saw the old man laughing so wantonly, stepped on his foot, and quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Lord Zhao, don't listen to his nonsense. He is a cultivator of the first level of Qi Refining, how could he have been to the Corpse King Pool? He was stimulated by the third-level Corpse King, so he became like this."

"Oh, I said..." Lord Zhao said leisurely, looking down on the person in front of him more and more.

Seeing that Lord Zhao was a little impatient, Zhang Xuan quickly took out a storage bag and said, "Please give Lord Zhao an estimate of the price of these monster bones."

Lord Zhao narrowed his eyes, but still reluctantly took the storage bag. After a detection with his spiritual sense, he was surprised and said, "This... is this a second-level or third-level monster bone?!"

What surprised him even more was that some of these second-level and third-level monster bones had passed countless years, and they all had traces of being soaked in qi and blood, and the yin energy was strong.

This kind of animal bone was most likely fished out of the Corpse King Pool.

He has been dealing with weapon casting spiritual materials for most of his life, so how could he not see it?

At this time, the old oily head also smiled and handed over a storage bag and said, "I also have some animal bones. Please take a look, Elder Zhao."

Elder Zhao detected with his spiritual sense, and there were also the same animal bones inside.

He looked at the person in front of him in surprise.

"You still said that you have never been to the Corpse King Pool. How can you fish out so many monster bones in the Corpse King Pool?" Elder Zhao thought to himself.

However, he is old and shrewd. Since the other party denied that he had been to the Corpse King Pool, he didn't need to expose it in person.

"This... These animal bones are indeed of high grade, but unfortunately they are long. If they are used as weapon casting materials, it takes a lot of time to temper the spiritual materials."

"Elder Zhao, we trust you, just give us an estimate."

"There are more than 1,000 second-level monster bones and 53 third-level monster bones, which can be exchanged for 50,000 merit points."

"How much?" Zhang Xuan and the old oily head were both shocked.

Elder Zhao thought that the other party was dissatisfied with the low price, and hurriedly explained: "I have already said that although these animal bones are of high grade, they have been shelved for too long. 50,000 merit points is the highest price that the Golden Demon Pavilion can offer."

"Deal." The two said in unison.

Zhang Xuan directly handed over Fan Zhiyi's identity token.

Elder Zhao was not as surprised as the Wanbao City store owner when he saw the golden token.

As the core of the Tianmo Sect, Tianmo City has received too many hall masters in the Demon Abyss Market, and it is no longer surprising.

Soon, Elder Zhao transferred 50,000 merit points to the golden token.

"I wonder if you have any spiritual materials to sell?" At this time, Elder Zhao seemed extremely humble, without any arrogance just now.

"I wonder how much does Lord Zhao value this golden stone?"

Seeing the golden stone in Zhang Xuan's hand, Lord Zhao opened his eyes in surprise.

"This... this is ancient sunken gold!" Lord Zhao said in surprise.

"I didn't expect Lord Zhao to really know the value of it!" Zhang Xuan himself didn't know the name of the spiritual ore transformed from the heart of the ancient sunken whale, but Lord Zhao knew it.

"This... this ancient sunken gold is a high-level ancient monster. It survived a great catastrophe and took millions of years to generate. Where did you... where did you get it from?"

"This..." Zhang Xuan pondered for a moment and said, "It's not convenient to tell you."

"I'm so abrupt. This ancient sunken gold is worth a fortune, but it's a pity that it's only a second-level spiritual ore. If it is nurtured for another million years, it can become a third-level spiritual ore."

"Please give Lord Zhao an estimate." Zhang Xuan didn't have time to let this golden stone nurture for another million years.

"If there is only this one piece, it is indeed much less valuable. This kind of ancient gold is most suitable for making heavy spiritual tools."

"By the way, I still have some of this ancient gold on hand."

"How much?" Elder Zhao asked hurriedly.

"5,000 jin." Zhang Xuan still has about 20,000 jin on hand, and plans to sell a quarter.

"So many..."

"Elder Zhao, we sold a batch in Wanbao City, and the selling price is very high." Zhang Xuan reminded.

"What price did Wanbao City offer?"

At that time, Zhang Xuan sold 500 jin in Wanbao City and exchanged for 10,000 merit points.

He boasted directly: "I sold 500 jin and exchanged for 50,000 merit points."

"Alas, fellow Taoist, you have been deceived. If you sell it to my Jinmo Pavilion, I will give you at least 100,000 merit points."