Everlasting Divine Emperor

Ye Daoxuan walked in front of a booth in the northwest corner of the market and squeezed through the crowd. He saw that the booth owner was a thin old man with the strength of a Seventh Order. The booth in front of the old man was filled with low grade spirit beast fur, spirit cores, spirit medicine, spirit artifacts, and other items.

At this moment, the old man was holding a palm-sized beast skin scroll in his hand. The beast skin scroll was open, and on it was a picture of an incomplete mountain and land, surrounded by more than a dozen warriors, who were staring at the beast skin scroll with burning eyes.

The strange true essence wave that Ye Daoxuan felt just now came from that beast skin scroll.

"Don't argue with me! This beast skin scroll was the first one I saw! "

"What's so great about the first one you see? I am the first to bid! "

"I bid the highest, this item should belong to me!"

"You guys really are! A torn beast skin scroll, what's there to fight over? "

"That's right, there's only a quarter of it. As for the other three parts, where can I find them?"

"I quit, I don't want it anymore!"

There were a dozen or so martial practitioners who argued nonstop. Some smiled as they watched, some chose to withdraw, and some who had no interest in the beast skin scroll. After looking at it for a while, they turned around and left.

The old man who set up the stall stayed calm and waited until the several martial artists had finished their argument, then he leisurely said, "This old man had coincidentally obtained this beast skin scroll. Although it is only a quarter of the scroll, judging by its true essence fluctuation, it should be an ancient treasure from several thousand years ago. Hehe, everyone, don't underestimate it. If you have it, in the future, if you lucky chance to collect a few other parts, you might be able to find a secret realm somewhere … "

Before he finished speaking, a fat martial artist impatiently said, "Alright old man, you have said this countless times, I can hear it in my ears! Stop talking nonsense and just tell me directly what kind of person is the beast skin scroll that you want to give me! "

The old man chuckled and said, "This old man said that the scroll will belong to whoever bids higher!"

The fat martial artist clenched his teeth and said, "100,000 spirit coins, I'll buy it!"

When he said this, the other participating martial artists were all dumbfounded. One hundred thousand spirit coins had already exceeded the limit that they could bear.

When the old man saw that no one spoke, he seemed a bit disappointed, but he also knew that the price wasn't small. After all, he had picked up this beast skin scroll for nothing. He sighed and said, "Hand over the money and the beast skin map will go to …"

"I bid two hundred thousand spirit coins!"

Before he could say the word "you", a clear voice sounded out from beside the fat martial artist.

The fat martial artist didn't think that there would be someone who would compete with him at this time. Anger burned in his heart as he turned his head to the side, his eyes filled with a fierce light as he looked at the blue-clothed youth.

The blue-clothed youth was Ye Daoxuan. As he saw the fat martial artist glaring at him, he grinned and didn't say anything.

"Brother, I, Pang Fei, have already bought this beast skin scroll. If you interfere, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Ye Daoxuan had suppressed his strength to the sixth stage, while the fat martial artist Pang Fei was a seventh stage martial artist. Thus, he didn't place Ye Daoxuan in his eyes at all. He coldly said, his tone filled with threat.

Ye Daoxuan smiled and ignored him. He asked the old man, "Two hundred thousand spirit coins, are you selling it?"

Just now, he had agreed to sell the beast skin scroll to Pang Fei; he only needed to hand over the money in one go. However, Ye Daoxuan's offer was one fold higher than Pang Fei's, which made his heart race.

He glanced at Pang Fei, chuckled, and said, "I just said, whoever pays the highest price will get this beast skin scroll! Since this little brother is willing to pay two hundred thousand spirit coins, I will naturally sell him! "

"You …"

Although Pang Fei was furious, the old man was a mid-tier Seventh Order, and since he was only at the early Seventh Order, he didn't dare to say anything.

"Two hundred and ten thousand!" Pang Fei gritted his teeth as he spoke with a gloomy expression.

The reason why Pang Fei wanted the beast skin scroll was because he had a similar incomplete beast skin scroll on him. If he could get one from the old man's hands, then the two of them together would be equivalent to half of a secret realm map. At that time, he might actually be able to find a secret realm left behind by an expert.

"Three hundred thousand!"

As Pang Fei's voice fell, Ye Daoxuan raised the price to three hundred thousand spirit coins with a smile.

The old man's eyes lit up. This price far exceeded his expectations.

Pang Fei's heart skipped a beat as he looked at Ye Daoxuan's smiling face. He wished he could strangle him on the spot.

"Kid, the treasures of the world belong to the strong. You're just a Sixth Martial Stage practitioner, so what if you get a treasure? Could it be defended? Humph! We'll see! "

Pang Fei suddenly stood up, flicked his sleeves, and left. Before leaving, he sneered and left Ye Daoxuan with a few words.

"Little brother, that fatty's strength is much stronger than yours!" Furthermore, he clearly wants to kill you. After you get the beast skin scroll, quickly leave! " The old man said to Ye Daoxuan.

Ye Daoxuan smiled and nodded. He paid three hundred thousand spirit coins and took the torn beast skin scroll from the old man at the stall. He casually threw it into his Cosmic Bag, stood up and left.

After going through the entire martial artists' market and finding nothing worth of action, Ye Daoxuan finally found Ye Wushang, Ye Qingtan, and Rong Cheng and left with them.

The three of them did buy a lot of things in the market. Amongst them, there were some supplementary cultivation pills, and the spirit coins that Ye Daoxuan had given them were more than half of the total cost.

There were also several shops on both sides of the county street that were selling Spirit Dans, Spirit Cores, Spirit Medicines, Secret Techniques, and Cauldrons that were refining Spirit Pills. Ye Daoxuan and the others went in to take a look, but they couldn't find anything that they liked.

After nightfall, the four of them stopped at the tavern of the highest grade in the county. They ate dinner and chatted for a while before returning to their respective rooms to wash up and rest.

From the moon to the middle of the sky, Ye Daoxuan could feel three waves of true energy approaching from afar, quickly approaching the inn he was staying. From the moon to the middle of the sky, Ye Daoxuan could feel three waves of true energy approaching from the distance, he quickly arrived at the inn he was staying.

In the empty street, three figures flashed like the wind. They arrived at the inn where Ye Daoxuan and the rest stayed, leapt into the courtyard, and approached the room where Ye Daoxuan lived.

"Is it that damn fatty? "Hmph, are you looking to die?"

With the help of the moonlight, he was able to clearly see their appearances. Amongst the three of them, the chubby Seventh Order warrior was the one he had met in the day at the Martial Arts Exchange Market, Pang Fei.

Of the two people who came with Pang Fei, one was a seventh step martial practitioner, and the other was actually a ninth step martial practitioner.

An iron fist pattern was embroidered on the chest area of each of their black robes.

"Iron Fist Sect's disciple?" Heh heh, the Iron Fist Sect and the Supreme Sect are both sects with a radius of a thousand miles, and have always kept to themselves.

Ye Daoxuan sneered. With his current strength and vision, he naturally wouldn't care about those three lesser celestial cultivators.