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Xunuo held the Main Array Flag of the Qian Kun Two Instruments Formation, perceiving everything within the formation with acute clarity. He had expected the Quacking Voice Practitioner to unleash a powerful spell to break the formation, but was taken aback when a strange spell was cast instead. What surprised Xunuo the most was that the Quacking Voice Practitioner's avatar was not an illusion; within that pale red dust, although there was a trace of the Quacking Voice Practitioner's aura, it was rapidly fading away.
Xunuo did not understand what this spell was, but he could not believe that the Quacking Voice Practitioner would simply dissipate like this. His greatest fear was that the Quacking Voice Practitioner had employed a technique for escape; if that were the case, Xunuo felt he wouldn't even have time to flee. As he sensed the aura of his opponent growing fainter, Xunuo realized he needed to find a way to disrupt the spell being cast.
Without hesitation, Xunuo vigorously shook the Formation Flag. Surrounding the Quacking Voice Practitioner's Magic Shield, countless black Thunder Balls suddenly appeared, and in an instant, thunder roared and killing intent surged. The violent Thunderfire whipped around the Quacking Voice Practitioner's Magic Shield, creating chaos. The Magic Shield held for only three breaths before shattering silently, and the last remnants of the Quacking Voice Practitioner's aura completely vanished amidst the onslaught of Thunderfire. Xunuo cautiously unleashed numerous Wind Blade Spells, shooting them in all directions, yet there was no sound or disturbance in the void.
Stepping further into the formation's ten-zhang radius, Xunuo continued to shake his Formation Flag. His body flickered in and out of visibility across the vast expanse of the formation. Moments later, Xunuo appeared pale and stood atop a massive rock, his head spinning and his insides churning as if he might vomit his very guts out. Such prolonged movement over such a large area was not something an ordinary cultivator could endure.
After steadying himself for a moment, Xunuo stepped into the formation and arrived at the spot where the Quacking Voice Practitioner had been trapped. Before him floated a Golden Sword and a storage bag. At this moment, there was no trace of the Quacking Voice Practitioner’s aura within the formation; it was as if they had vanished into thin air.
Xunuo seized the Golden Sword Artifact and probed it with his Divine Sense. This was an artifact that had undergone Blood Sacrifice; traces of Blood Sacrifice remained faintly visible within it, leaving Xunuo unable to determine whether his opponent was alive or dead. He thought that even if he were to abandon these possessions and escape from the formation, he would lose most of his capabilities. If he were to seek revenge later on, while he might not be able to defeat them, escaping would still be possible. However, he lacked any means to completely erase the marks on these artifacts and possessed two Intermediate Magical Artifacts that he could not activate. Therefore, Xunuo meticulously placed over ten prohibitive Talismans on them and tossed both the sealed Flying Dagger Artifact and Small Mountain Artifact into Boundary Space.
By placing them in Boundary Space, he effectively severed any connection between himself and these artifacts, primarily preventing the Quacking Voice Practitioner from tracking him down. Afterward, Xunuo retracted the formation and slowly slipped away under cover of a Great Illusion Concealment Talisman.
The Bai Tong Merchant Alliance was a large merchant organization in Cloud City specializing in artifacts and refining materials. A big-eyed cultivator in his thirties at Foundation Stage stood before a Water Attribute flying artifact, haggling with a manager from the Merchant Alliance. This Flying Sword Artifact belonged to the upper tier among low-level artifacts and naturally came with a hefty price tag. The big-eyed cultivator clearly found himself short on spirit stones but coveted this Flying Sword Artifact immensely.
After bargaining for quite some time without getting any concessions from the Business Alliance Manager, desperation set in for this big-eyed cultivator as he pulled out two Unity Pills and said, "I only have this many spirit stones left; if I add these two High-Quality Unity Pills, will that be enough for this Flying Sword?"
The Business Alliance Manager replied calmly, "It seems you are unaware of Cloud City's rules. All transactions here must be settled with spirit stones; your two Unity Pills cannot be exchanged for spirit stones here nor can they serve as bargaining chips. Therefore, you should gather enough spirit stones before returning here to trade."
In truth, it was because of the exceptional quality of this Flying Sword Artifact that gave this Business Alliance Manager such confidence; after all, there would always be buyers for such an artifact. Upon hearing this response, disappointment washed over the big-eyed cultivator; while his two Unity Pills could indeed fetch some spirit stones, they still fell short compared to the price of the Flying Sword Artifact. The Business Alliance Manager's firm stance left him feeling hopeless.
At that moment, a Foundation Stage cultivator descended from the second floor of the Merchant Alliance and immediately spotted the Unity Pills in the big-eyed cultivator's hand. After furrowing his brow slightly, he approached them. Both the big-eyed cultivator and Business Alliance Manager were Foundation Stage practitioners; seeing another Foundation Stage cultivator approach prompted them to bow respectfully in greeting.
The Big-Eyed Cultivator was feeling extremely frustrated, as this Foundation Stage Cultivator seemed particularly interested in the Flying Sword Artifact. The Red-faced Short-bearded Man, with his round face and flat nose, approached without even glancing at the Flying Sword Artifact. Instead, he looked with great interest at the Unity Pill in the Big-Eyed Cultivator's hand. "Let me see that," the Flat-Nosed Practitioner said in a deep voice.
Despite the obvious commanding tone, the Big-Eyed Cultivator showed no signs of resistance and handed over the Unity Pill with both hands. He wasn't worried that the Flat-Nosed Practitioner would forcibly take it; such things didn't happen within Cloud City, especially not in a shop belonging to the Bai Tong Merchant Alliance. The reputation of the Merchant Alliance was not something a Foundation Stage Cultivator could provoke.
The Flat-Nosed Practitioner examined the Unity Pill carefully for a moment before putting it away and saying, "I'll take it. How many spirit stones?"
The Big-Eyed Cultivator's heart soared with joy as he stammered, "I was going to use these two Unity Pills to make up the difference for purchasing the artifact, but I'm still short thirteen Mid-Grade Spirit Stones. If you like it, just give this Manager the difference."
Hearing this, the Flat-Nosed Practitioner shot a glare at the Big-Eyed Cultivator. Two Unity Pills, even if they were of high quality, were not worth that much. Ignoring the Big-Eyed Cultivator completely, he turned to the Business Alliance Manager, who quickly nodded and said, "These two Unity Pills are naturally not worth that price, but this friend here does indeed need thirteen Mid-Grade Spirit Stones to purchase the Flying Sword Artifact."
The Flat-Nosed Practitioner grinned oddly and said, "Even if you got lucky, I still want these two Unity Pills." With that, he tossed thirteen Mid-Grade Spirit Stones to the Business Alliance Manager and left.
The Big-Eyed Cultivator was stunned by this sudden stroke of good fortune, holding onto the Flying Sword Artifact with a wide grin. The Business Alliance Manager remained much calmer and suddenly asked, "Do you have any more Unity Pills?"
The Big-Eyed Cultivator shook his head and replied, "No more; I only received two from my elder, and they played a crucial role. When luck comes, it can't be stopped."
Watching the Big-Eyed Cultivator leave the shop in high spirits, the Business Alliance Manager suddenly smiled coldly to himself and murmured: Luck may have come, but it could very well be misfortune. He shook his head and decided not to dwell on it any longer.
In a back room of a shop dealing in elixirs within Cloud City's Market Square, three Foundation Establishment Practitioners sat together. The presence of three Foundation Establishment Practitioners in such a small shop was clearly unusual; among them was the Flat-Nosed Practitioner. In the center of their table lay two High-Quality Unity Pills.
"These two Unity Pills are very similar in aura and quality to those previously produced by Xunuo. We can confirm they were made by the same person."
"Do you know anything about this Cultivator's background?"
"I've sent San De to follow him; we should have news soon."
"Indeed, this person is cautious in their actions and should not encounter any major issues."
"Then what about Zhou Shishu and the others from Purple Sun Fiery Valley? Are they going to come up empty-handed?"
"This matter cannot be confirmed yet. Regardless of whether Zhou and the others have gained anything, we must first ascertain the origin of these two Unity Pills."
"That's right. Since that little thief escaped the encirclement of Crimson Flower Sect, this is the first time we have discovered a Unity Pill he has refined. If Zhou Shishu's side comes up empty, this clue will be our only lead."
That night, in an inn belonging to the Cloud City Merchant Alliance, a slender Foundation Stage Cultivator dressed in a yellow robe held an Invitation in his hand, looking perplexed at the Cultivator before him. "The Invitation is vague and demands my presence at nightfall; this is hardly proper hospitality."
Before the Yellow Robed Cultivator stood a youthful boy with a tender face, yet he was surprisingly at the peak of Foundation Stage. The Juvenile Boy bowed and said, "My elder only instructed me to deliver the Invitation to you and did not elaborate further, only mentioning that there is an important matter to discuss with you. Please forgive my rudeness, and do not make things difficult for me."
This Yellow Robed Cultivator was none other than Huang Zicheng, who had exchanged for a Turtle Spirit Pill at the Underground Auction. He hailed from a well-known Cultivation Family that had ties to the Celestial Talisman Sect, renowned for their unique skills in talisman crafting. The Baili Talisman was one of their creations. However, due to its complexity and high cost, they could only produce a limited number each year. As one of the only two Foundation Stage Cultivators in his family, Huang Zicheng had some say in allocating family resources, which allowed him the opportunity to acquire the Turtle Spirit Pill.
In comparison to the Baili Talisman his family could craft, the value of the Turtle Spirit Pill was even greater for him. Huang Zicheng had been stuck at the initial stage of Foundation for nearly twenty years; if he could not advance soon, he risked missing his optimal age for promotion and losing further opportunities. Now that he had just obtained a Turtle Spirit Pill and was still reveling in his joy, he received this baffling Invitation.
However, this Invitation came from a Cultivation Sect known as Insect Path. Although Insect Path was located in a remote area and was not a mainstream sect, it still held significant weight compared to a mere Cultivation Family.
Seeing that the boy delivering the Invitation could not provide any more information, Huang Zicheng could only shake his head and rise. "Lead the way." He followed the young Cultivator out of the inn. Discussing matters within Cloud City ensured safety; it wasn't that Huang Zicheng was being reckless. However, upon entering a shop's back hall, his expression changed, and his initial calmness vanished.
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