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A short while later.
"This drop of blood, I'm quite interested in it." Wei Yang held the jade bottle and looked at the green-robed old man. "Old sir, how do you want to trade?"
"You're certain you want it?" The green-robed old man reminded him deliberately.
"Certain." Wei Yang nodded, his expression casual as he smiled faintly. "I like studying things from the ancient era."
"Nonsense, so do I." The green-robed old man rolled his eyes.
The few Dou Zuns present all revealed knowing smiles. At their level, there weren't many things that could truly excite them anymore.
Their interests were similar — they were all fascinated by relics from the ancient era, preferring to study and research such items.
Some were even extreme about it, spending almost their entire fortune just to buy piles of seemingly useless things. Yet, they still enjoyed it thoroughly and never tired of it.
Wei Yang gently rubbed the jade bottle with his thumb, watching the green-robed old man and waiting for him to name his price.
"How about this," the green-robed old man said after stroking his beard and pondering for a moment, "You give me that Azure Nether Flame and add any Tier 7 pill, and it's yours."
"Deal." Wei Yang nodded straightforwardly.
He tossed the jade bottle containing the Azure Nether Flame to the old man, then flipped his palm to produce another jade bottle, placing it in front of him.
"This is a Elemental Heart Pill. Will this do?"
This Elemental Heart Pill was refined by Wei Yang during the past three days of nonstop work. Because of time constraints, he hadn't performed the additional spirit-enhancing step, so this was a relatively ordinary Elemental Heart Pill.
"Oh, an Elemental Heart Pill?" The green-robed old man first inspected the Azure Nether Flame carefully to confirm there was no issue, then picked up the other jade bottle. He opened the lid, poured out a pale-white pill, and brought it close to his nose to lightly sniff it.
"The quality is decent." He nodded in approval, returning the pill to the bottle.
"Kid, you're straightforward, unlike some people who keep looking without buying and still complain endlessly."
Those words made the few watching Dou Zuns nearby shift their expressions awkwardly.
Wei Yang just smiled, placing the jade bottle containing the ancient essence blood into his storage ring, then retrieved the jade box holding the Snow Bone Ginseng from the platform and put it away as well.
"Hehe, kid, see anything else you like? I'll give you a discount." The green-robed old man smiled brightly, his expression slightly expectant.
After spending nearly half a day on this top-floor stall, he'd finally made a solid deal.
Of course, part of the reason he was here was that he was simply bored and wanted to get rid of some items he no longer needed.
After all, once someone reached the eighth-grade level as an alchemist, things could get… pretty idle.
Small commissions weren't worth taking, and big ones were rare. Sometimes, an eighth-grade alchemist might not even fire up the furnace once a year.
After all, to hire an eighth-grade alchemist, you not only had to prepare eighth-grade medicinal ingredients and even provide the pill recipe, but the payment was another huge issue.
And that wasn't all — you had to be someone the eighth-grade alchemist found pleasing enough to help, or you had to have connections to reach them, or your offered rewards had to be irresistible. Otherwise, it was nearly impossible.
"No, I can't. My funds are limited. If I keep buying, I'll really go bankrupt." Wei Yang shook his head slightly, his expression helpless as he turned to leave.
It wasn't that he couldn't afford more; it was simply that there were too many good things here. He needed to remain rational and suppress his desire to keep spending. Otherwise, he'd end up throwing away his entire fortune without restraint.
"Tsk." The green-robed old man clicked his tongue softly, sounding slightly disappointed, then lazily shut his eyes again.
"Wait."
Just as this transaction concluded, a gray-robed old man suddenly flashed over from the distance.
His speed was ghostly — his figure flickered a few times, and before his voice even reached them, his person was already standing directly in front of Wei Yang.
Wei Yang frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping over the newcomer, and his expression turned subtly serious.
This was an old man dressed in gray robes, his skin pale as snow, exuding an eerie, yin-like aura, with sharp, predatory eyes that gave off a cold and sinister vibe.
With his acute soul perception, Wei Yang instantly sensed that this person's strength was formidable, probably around the same level as Bing He — an extremely powerful expert.
The sudden appearance of this old man immediately drew the attention of everyone nearby. When they recognized who it was, surprise flickered in their eyes.
"So, the Old Ghost Yin came too." The black-robed Dou Zun beside them let out a low hum.
"What's the matter?" Wei Yang's expression remained calm as he asked.
"Hehe, little friend, that drop of ancient essence blood you just bought… this old man is very interested in it as well. Would you be willing to part with it? I can offer you a Rank 8 yin-attributed beast flame in exchange."
The eerie-looking old man grinned widely, but at the same time, an oppressive aura subtly emanated from him, locking directly onto Wei Yang.
Hidden threat.
Wei Yang's brows furrowed slightly, his gaze locking onto the sinister-looking old man. After a brief pause, he slowly shook his head and said calmly, "Sorry."
Once he finished speaking, he shifted his foot and turned slightly, planning to move around Old Ghost Yin and leave from the other side.
"Heh, I'm afraid it's not up to you. Don't be in such a hurry to leave." The sinister old man sneered coldly, his palm lightly clenching.
In an instant—
Woom~
A powerful spatial force spread out, causing the space around the two of them to seemingly freeze completely.
Wei Yang's steps halted immediately.
Feeling the immense spatial pressure locking down on him, Wei Yang's expression gradually darkened.
After successfully restricting Wei Yang, the sinister old man didn't make any move to snatch the item directly. Instead, his gaze shifted toward the green-robed old man behind the jade platform.
With a casual flip of his hand, the old man retrieved a jade bottle and removed its cap. Inside, a palm-sized cluster of dark-gray flames slowly floated out, cold and eerie in appearance.
Crack… crack… crack…
As the strange flame appeared, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, emitting faint cracking sounds.
The temperature in the area plummeted instantly, and a bone-chilling cold spread in all directions.
Upon closer inspection, one could even see that the space above the flame itself was frozen and cracking apart, revealing thin, hairline fractures.
The crowd's eyes narrowed sharply.
Cold Nether Flame! A Rank 8 beast flame.
A beast flame at the Dou Zun level!
With a light wave of his hand, the sinister old man sent the cluster of dark-gray flame floating slowly toward the green-robed old man.
"Elder Qing, the transaction has just been completed, and this kid hasn't even left yet. As long as you're willing to retract the deal, take back the Ancient Blood Essence, and trade it to me instead, this Cold Nether Flame will be yours," the sinister old man said with a faint smile.
Upon hearing this, many gazes in the surroundings darkened slightly.
While this move didn't directly violate the trading rules, at most it counted as a dispute, yet it carried an undeniable stench of bullying the weak.
The green-robed old man raised his eyes, looking at the floating flame before him. Then, his gaze swept across Wei Yang and Old Ghost Yin with clear interest.
After a brief silence, the elder chuckled softly. Under Old Ghost Yin's dark and gloomy stare, the green-robed old man casually waved his hand, sending the flame drifting back.
"Old Ghost Yin, there's an order to all things. I am not someone blinded by greed. Although this Rank 8 beast flame is indeed quite rare, the transaction has already been completed. The item has changed hands, the deal is settled, and naturally, I will not go back on my word," the green-robed old man said lightly.
Hearing this, many onlookers secretly nodded in approval. An eighth-grade alchemist's reputation, as expected, remained trustworthy. After all, this involved one's credibility.
If an alchemist went back on their word whenever tempted, no one would dare request their services in the future.
Old Ghost Yin's sinister face darkened slightly at the elder's response.
Casting the green-robed old man a sidelong glance, he then turned his attention back to Wei Yang and said slowly, "I am Old Ghost Yin of the Profound Sky Sect. Boy, take this Cold Nether Flame and trade me that Ancient Blood Essence."
Seeing Wei Yang about to respond, he continued coldly, "Boy, I advise you to think carefully before you speak. The more friends you have, the smoother your path will be. Offending me over a drop of blood essence—whose vitality is nearly spent—would be unwise."
"I am offering you a Rank 8 beast flame in exchange. Honestly, you wouldn't be losing anything. In fact, you'd be making a huge profit."
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