Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Inside the Immortal Treasure Pavilion's hall, in the resource sales area.

Jun Wuxie and Mo Qingli were wandering around.

After looking back and forth several times, Mo Qingli felt puzzled.

What exactly did Young Master Jun want to buy?

Although there were some resources here that could barely be considered rare, their rarity weighting was extremely low. Strictly speaking, they could only be considered as being between ordinary and rare.

Let alone these kinds of resources, even mid-tier weighted immortal treasures among the rare resources would be far from enough to satisfy Young Master Jun's needs.

After going back and forth several times, Jun Wuxie suddenly stopped and randomly joined a queue.

Mo Qingli could only silently follow him in line, feeling very curious in her heart.

She knew that Young Master Jun had his reasons for doing things.

The resources here were far from meeting Young Master Jun's cultivation needs.

Young Master Jun queuing here was clearly planning to buy something.

The resources Young Master Jun intended to buy were definitely not for his own use, but must have other uses.

Could this matter be related to the way to make money that Young Master Jun had mentioned?

Although there were many people buying resources in the hall, fortunately the area was large enough, and each queue was not very long.

After waiting for about half an hour, it was finally Jun Wuxie's turn.

"Hello, what resources do you two need to purchase?"

"Second-grade Yuan Qi Immortal Grass, Second-grade Rong Yuan Immortal Fruit, Second-grade Immortal Spring Water..."

Jun Wuxie rattled off the names of six kinds of second-grade immortal treasures in a row.

"May I ask, how much of each immortal treasure do you need?"

The clerk asked with a smile.

She liked these kinds of customers the most. Each time they bought a large quantity of things, it was very helpful for improving her performance.

As a member of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion, although there was not much monetary reward, there was a salary in terms of resources, which was distributed according to their respective performance.

The better the performance, the more cultivation resources they would receive, and the faster their realm would improve.

At this time, the people nearby cast curious glances.

To actually buy six kinds of second-grade immortal treasures at once.

These immortal treasures could only barely be considered as related to rarity.

Moreover, there were several immortal treasures among them whose medicinal properties clashed.

Many people laughed secretly in their hearts, and some directly showed it on their faces, their mocking expressions undisguised.

Which prodigal son from a small family in a remote place was this?

Buying six different kinds of immortal treasures at the same time was already quite bizarre.

One had to know that cultivators usually only chose one, or at most two, kinds of resources to obtain for cultivation.

After all, many immortal treasures had incompatible medicinal properties. If they were refined too chaotically, not only would there be no positive effect, but it would also have side effects on oneself.

Anyone with a bit of cultivation knowledge would definitely not choose six kinds, especially since there were conflicting properties among these six second-grade immortal treasures.

How could one cultivate like this? Weren't they afraid that the Yuan Qi would fight within the body, causing damage to their internal organs, or even exploding and dying?

"Give me twenty portions of each."

"What?"

Those who were paying attention nearby, whether out of curiosity or contempt, many people exclaimed in unison, dumbfounded.

It seemed that he really was a prodigal son of some family, with shallow knowledge, completely behaving like a nouveau riche from the countryside.

Buying so many conflicting resources was already a very stupid thing, and he actually wanted to buy twenty portions of each.

According to the price of these second-grade immortal treasures, such a purchase list would add up to at least one hundred thousand Heavenly Dao Coins?

To actually be so rich, squandering money like this.

After buying them back, many of these resources would be unusable because they would conflict.

"Young Master, are you sure? Six kinds of second-grade immortal treasures, twenty portions of each?"

"I am very sure, hurry up and prepare the goods."

The salesperson stopped talking and skillfully started operating, preparing the goods.

The people nearby were full of ridicule. Whose prodigal son was this?

That was a consumption of one hundred thousand Heavenly Dao Coins!

With such a sum of money, they could go to the auction to bid for rare resources, but they were wasting it on these resources that were between ordinary and rare!

Before long, the salesperson had prepared the resources, holding six boxes and placing them on the counter.

"Young Master, the immortal treasures you requested are all ready, totaling one hundred and two thousand Heavenly Dao Coins.

Are you paying with cash or with your membership card balance?"

Jun Wuxie took out his intermediate membership card and handed it over.

At this time, someone next to him couldn't stand it anymore and said in a strange tone, "I say, friend, although you have money, you can't squander it like this.

Do you know that there are many conflicting Yuan Qi among the six immortal treasures you bought, which cannot be used at the same time?

Friend, you are not a local of the Imperial City, are you? Where did you come from? You are severely lacking in basic cultivation knowledge."

His words seemed like a kind reminder, but in reality, they carried a mocking meaning, and were somewhat tinged with jealousy.

Just such a person who didn't understand anything, relying on his family's wealth, could squander like this, causing many people present to feel a little frustrated.

Jun Wuxie did not respond, but quietly waited for the salesperson to settle the bill.

The person who spoke and the group of people around him became angry when they saw that the other party ignored them.

"Friend, we are talking to you!

Honest advice is hard to swallow, the words may not be pleasant to hear, but what we are saying is the truth!

We are kindly reminding you, but you are so unreasonable, you really are from a small place, you don't know etiquette!

This is the Imperial City, throwing a brick down can hit a bunch of children of dignitaries!"

The meaning was very clear. This was the Imperial City, a place where dignitaries gathered, not your rural county town.

Here, one should maintain the most basic humility and have the awareness of a small cultivator from a county town!

Jun Wuxie still did not speak. He just silently put away the purchased resources, and then his gaze fell on the shelves, landing on a certain item.

"Young Master, is there anything else you would like to purchase?"

The salesperson followed his gaze. It seemed that this young master was looking at that alchemy furnace?

Could it be that he was an alchemist?

The salesperson was slightly startled in her heart.

The profession of alchemist was very rare.

They could use different immortal treasures as materials to refine pills that had effects far stronger than the immortal treasures themselves, increasing their value several times or even ten times.

Wherever they went, alchemists were sought after.

Even a first-grade immortal alchemist would be treated as a treasure by a small immortal sect.

Normally speaking, a first-grade immortal alchemist would not choose to go to a small immortal sect.

After all, a first-grade immortal alchemist could potentially refine a small portion of second-grade immortal pills.

This ability was enough to attract forces above the level of small immortal sects, approaching the middle level.

"I want that alchemy furnace."

Jun Wuxie looked at it. It was a third-grade immortal alchemy furnace, the material was average, not very good, but the price was quite high, actually requiring twenty thousand Heavenly Dao Coins.

However, he was currently in need of an alchemy furnace.

Although he could refine pills without an alchemy furnace, having one could improve the efficiency of refining pills.

"So you are an alchemist!"

The salesperson came back to her senses, and her gaze towards him was different from before, with a hint of respect.

At this time, those who had been mocking trembled, and the mocking expressions on their faces instantly froze.

Immediately, their complexions turned pale.

They had not expected that these two people, who they thought were nouveau riche hicks from a small place, were actually noble alchemists!

No wonder they had bought so many different medicinal materials at the same time. This was obviously for refining pills!

They had actually offended an alchemist!

If these two alchemists wanted to deal with them, wouldn't that be as easy as crushing an ant?

Thinking of this, those who had been mocking felt their legs weaken, almost unable to stand.

"Alchemist Master, we were blind and offended you greatly. Please forgive us for looking down on people..."

Afraid of being punished, those few people immediately rushed forward, knelt down with a thud, grabbed Jun Wuxie's trouser legs, and looked terrified.

Jun Wuxie looked calmly at the group of people kneeling in front of him, begging for forgiveness with fear in their eyes.

"Let's go, I don't bother to argue with you.

Remember that disaster comes from the mouth. If it were someone else with a stronger murderous nature, your lives might not be spared."

He shook his legs slightly, sending the few people crashing to the ground.

Although these people's words were a bit disrespectful, they had now knelt down, so there was no need to do anything to them.

After all, in terms of his status and state of mind, he really did not put these people in his eyes, and he really did not bother to do anything to them.

The surrounding people were as quiet as cicadas in winter.

They were glad that they had not said anything rash just now, otherwise, they would probably be the ones kneeling on the ground now.

Who would have thought that they would encounter two noble alchemists here today!

"Young Master, your alchemy furnace is ready, twenty thousand Heavenly Dao Coins have been deducted from your membership card. Here is your card and the alchemy furnace, please keep them safe."

The salesperson presented the membership card and the alchemy furnace wrapped in a box with both hands.

Jun Wuxie put away the items and immediately turned and left with Mo Qingli.

"Alchemist Master, hello, I am from the Zhou family of Yecheng near the Imperial City, I wonder if we have the honor..."

"Alchemist Master..."

As soon as they took a few steps, the people who were queuing to buy resources swarmed up, each with a flattering expression, looking eager to please.

Jun Wuxie and Mo Qingli ignored them, pushed through the crowd, and walked away.

A group of people stopped in place, not daring to continue following, and could only stare blankly at their departing backs, letting out a sigh.

Alchemists!

What a pity, they had actually missed such a good opportunity!

With the background of forces like them, where would they usually have the qualifications to contact alchemists!

Originally, there was a chance today, but they had not grasped it.

A group of people couldn't help but stamp their feet and beat their chests, filled with regret.

If I had stood up to stop those people from mocking, perhaps I would have left a good impression on the Pill Refinement Master.

Or perhaps, if it weren't for those people's mockery affecting the Pill Refinement Master's mood, he wouldn't have ignored us so completely.

Thinking of this, many people glared angrily at those who had mocked.

"You… You… What are you doing?"

Those few people had just stood up, relieved that the Pill Refinement Master hadn't done anything to them and that they had escaped a disaster.

But unexpectedly, they saw the angry and cold gazes from all around, and their hearts couldn't help but skip a beat.

"What are we doing? It's all you blind fools who angered the Pill Refinement Master, ruined their mood, and cut off our opportunities!

Today, if we don't teach you a lesson, we won't be able to vent the anger in our hearts!"

Immediately, many people rushed up from all sides, grabbed those few people, and dragged them out of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion's hall.

"No! You can't do this, you can't blame us!"

"Stop, stop it, this is the Immortal Treasure Pavilion!"

"Everyone, please don't break the rules of my Immortal Treasure Pavilion!"

At this time, someone maintaining order in the Immortal Treasure Pavilion walked over.

Those people immediately released those few, but the anger in their eyes remained blazing.

"We wouldn't dare break the rules of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion. We were impulsive just now, and we hope the Immortal Treasure Pavilion will forgive us."

They finished speaking and looked at those few people, "If you take the initiative to come out with us, a beating is all you'll get.

Otherwise, we'll wait for you outside the door.

Unless you hide in the Immortal Treasure Pavilion for the rest of your lives!

Once you leave the Immortal Treasure Pavilion, your end will be even more miserable!

The choice is yours!"

After those people finished speaking, they flicked their sleeves and left, temporarily giving up on buying resources.

After they left the hall, they waited outside.

The people of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion saw this and left.

Those few people immediately turned pale.

What to do?

It was impossible to stay in the Immortal Treasure Pavilion forever, they would have to come out sooner or later.

It seemed there was no other choice.

The few people braced themselves and walked out.

Immediately, the people waiting outside swarmed up and gave them a beating.

The few people didn't dare to fight back at all, curling up on the ground, hugging their heads, and letting out pig-slaughtering-like screams.

A large number of people nearby ran over to watch, not knowing what had happened, just simply watching the excitement, occasionally discussing a few words.

It wasn't until the screams of the few people had become weak that the attackers stopped.

Those few people were paralyzed on the ground, like mud, half-dead, with bruised faces and swollen noses, their bodies deformed, their bones broken in countless places, their internal organs ruptured, blood flowing from their mouths and noses. It was estimated that even their own mothers wouldn't recognize them.

"Bah! You cut off our opportunities, leaving you with your miserable lives today is already the height of benevolence and righteousness!"

The group of people who had beaten them seemed to still not have completely vented their anger, spitting a few mouthfuls of saliva on them.

I wonder if those two Pill Refinement Masters would have a good impression if they knew that we had beaten these bastards, and whether we would have the opportunity to approach them if we were lucky enough to meet them again in the future.

Those few people lay on the ground, wailing incessantly, and the onlookers shook their heads at their miserable state.

Although they didn't know what had happened, they had just heard the attackers say that these few people had cut off their opportunities.

For cultivators, how important are opportunities?

Cutting off someone's opportunity is tantamount to cutting off their life, no wonder they would suffer such a beating.

If that's really the case, then it's deserved and self-inflicted.

…

At the same time, at the top of the pavilion in the deepest part of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion, an old man sitting cross-legged on a jade futon behind a desk looked at the talisman in his hand, and the expression on his face changed repeatedly.

"This matter could be big or small, the key is that the Celestial Source Immortal Jasper appeared. If it's not a coincidence…"

The old man's hand holding the talisman trembled slightly.

He suddenly stood up, pacing back and forth in the room, frowning and pondering.

"It seems that I have to disturb the Pavilion Master.

This matter, in case it's related to…

If I don't report to the Pavilion Master, and the Pavilion Master blames me, I can't bear it!

I must report this matter to the Pavilion Master immediately, right away!"

The old man muttered to himself, suddenly stopped, hurried back to the desk, swiped his palm across the table, and a talisman paper condensed from immortal power appeared out of thin air. He wrote quickly with his fingers, writing words with immortal power Dao patterns, and then shot the talisman into the void.

"Could there be a connection?

Is it a coincidence or an even bigger coincidence?

If there really is a connection, then wouldn't we be…"

The old man rubbed his hands together in excitement, the sound of his voice was a little trembling, and his face was slightly red with excitement.