Trade Association
There was half a month until the convention. Yang Tian was on the road for a few days, showing how large Central State was. According to the map, Alchemy City was close to Big Spirit City. It would’ve taken days to get to any other sect. He couldn’t bear to use his premium-grade bloodstones to employ large-scale transport formations. He already went through an enormous number of high-grade bloodstones on the way to Alchemy City.
There were lots of people in the void passageway. There was no way to move, so Yang Tian shut his eyes to rest. It was noisy in there. Female cultivators cursed. Perverts groped girls. The girls couldn’t fight back since it would trigger a void tornado. Yang Tian rolled his eyes.
Yang Tian thought it would be a lively event. The void passageway suddenly quaked. They arrived. The exits opened. Aural pollution poured into ears. The plaza outside was enormous. The city was majestic and expansive. Being over a hundred times larger than Big Soul City, Yang Tian’s Divine Soul energy couldn’t cover the entire city. More void passageways arrived and went. Various people were present. He went around.
Fierce beasts present were well mannered. Lots of fiend adepts were present.
Yang Xiao needed to sleep for six years to recover. The only way to expedite his recovery was with divine soul herbs, so either herbs or high-grade pill formulas would suffice. Ideally, they needed something above rank six because that was Yang Tian’s highest rank formula. Rank eight pills could be considered divine pills due to their rarity. He hoped there’d be a soul fusion pill, one Yang Xiao once mentioned. Said pill was a rank seven pill prepared specifically for reaching Sage Manifestation Realm. On a positive note, he had dew he hadn’t touched in years, and there were likely more valuables at the convention.
Yang Tian scratched his head and continued on his way. He heard there would be an auction and a large-scale trade fair before it, which was to his liking. With so many formidable individuals in attendance, the items offered at the trade fair had to be splendid.
Yang Tian randomly thought about what the peak of cultivation resembled on his way. He had a feeling he would compete at the city, exciting him. Soon enough, he arrived at a big palace with many people pointing outside. The door was over three-square-kilometres large and glowed golden. Only Battle Emperors and above could enter – as indicated on a jade tablet.
Yang Tian smiled and headed into the golden light. He released a small amount of energy when the door released energy to forbid entry. He stepped in after forcing the energy to recede. He walked into a palace with no end in sight. It was packed to the brim. Stands were lined up. Despite the apparent chaos, it was orderly and quiet.
Yang Tian nodded and looked to a stall with an elder manning it. The elder seemed asleep in his chair. All of the items were incredible. There were ancient items and quality pills. Not interested, he continued in. He stopped frequently at stalls, but nothing really interested him. He didn’t need cultivation methods or items; he needed pills.
An elder descended from above. Yang Tian pulled his eyebrows together. More people descended from above. Yang Tian approached an apparently approachable elder and performed a hold-fist salute with a smile. “Excuse me, since you came from above, does that mean there are other doors here?”
The somewhat haughty elder explained, “The area above is reserved for alchemists. One needs to have cultivated their Divine Soul to Soul Refinement Mid Phase or be an Autarch Realm cultivator to enter.”
“Mm, that is a high demand. Thank you for the information.”
Yang Tian vanished before the elder could speak again to stroke his ego. Yang Tian walked in to his astonishment. The elder curled his lips. Yang Tian was just such an amazing genius.
Yang Tian looked around with his Divine Soul energy. A gentle light dragged it up. He was surprised upon reaching the second floor. It was quiet, and few people were around. He was surprised to see Dan Chen. What a coincidence. Yang Tian’ presence was equally shocking to others. Two elders followed behind Dan Chen and smiled respectfully.
Yang Tian touched his nose and peered up. There was supposed to be third floor according to him. Unfortunately, he was unlikely to have the right to go up there. After a few steps, his Divine Dragon Soul Sealing Ornament vibrated, and its spirit expressed a desire for something!
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