Chapter 173 Trade Fair

Yin Mo approached the attic door and glanced inside casually, but couldn't help frowning.

The interior of the attic was actually like an ordinary restaurant, full of guests enjoying fine wine and delicious food, while waiters were busy walking around carrying plates of food.

There was a wooden sign hanging next to the door, with words like "This building is reserved, no outsiders allowed" written on it.

"This old guy is playing magic tricks again." The Fire Dragon Boy muttered to himself for a few words, then walked in nonchalantly.

Yin Mo's heart moved, and he lightly scanned with his spiritual sense, and a strange look appeared on his face. But he did not stop, and followed the two into the attic.

As soon as I stepped through the door, the light immediately became dim, the guests and waiters seemed to disappear, and the noise was no longer there.

Yin Mo glanced around casually and found that there was no one around, only an old wooden table in the middle with a bronze oil lamp on it.

Behind the oil lamp sat a kind-looking Taoist priest in a gray robe, looking at them with a smile.

"I didn't expect that Brother Lan not only came by himself, but also brought Fellow Daoist Lu."

"And this fellow Taoist in green robe! I am very short-sighted and I don't think I have seen him before."

"Could it be that you are a fellow Taoist who has just entered the Nascent Soul stage?" The Taoist priest in gray robe greeted the three people with a smile, giving them a sense of familiarity.

"How is that possible? I welcome all like-minded people to come here."

"Besides, Fellow Daoist Lu and I are old acquaintances. Only this one..." The old Taoist paused, his eyes resting on Yin Mo.

"I'm Yin Mo from Luoyun Sect. I'm a newly promoted cultivator. I hope Master Tianjing can give me more guidance." Yin Mo said with a slight bow.

"So you are a fellow disciple of Fellow Daoist Lu. Fellow Daoist seems to be quite young and has a promising future ahead of him." Zhenren Tianjing praised with a smile.

"Okay, old friend. The others have almost arrived. The three of us will go up and take a look." said the Fire Dragon Boy.

"Hey! Brother Lan is still so impatient. Seven or eight out of ten people have already arrived. Take these two Wuling masks, fellow Taoists."

Master Tianjing stretched out his hand and two ebony-carved masks appeared in his hands, with runes flashing on the surface.

"Hmph! You know who doesn't recognize my body shape. If I change my shape with illusion, who can be fooled?" After hearing this, the Fire Dragon Boy's cheeks puffed up and he looked a little depressed.

"That's true. Please go up, my three Taoist friends. I will be there soon."

Master Tianjing smiled and threw the mask to Yin Mo and Lu Luo.

At the same time, a white spell flashed in the mist behind him, and the mist dissipated, revealing a stone staircase leading to the second floor.

The Fire Dragon Boy walked up without hesitation.

After Lu Luo and Yin Mo bowed, they followed him upstairs.

Yin Mo found that the mask in his hand was exactly the same as Lu Luo's, so he put it on without hesitation.

The mask gently pressed against his face, and the cool touch made him feel comfortable. He turned his head to look at Lu Luo and found that he had also put on a mask.

Yin Mo smiled slightly, and the three of them quickly arrived at the stairs.

The second floor is bright and spacious, with many moonstones decorating the walls, illuminating the entire floor.

Yin Mo was surprised to find that this floor was much larger than what he had seen before. He thought there was only one floor, but he didn't expect there was a second floor.

However, the second floor was not as empty as the first floor. It was filled with tables and chairs, with various monks sitting on them.

Yin Mo discovered that there were many Nascent Soul cultivators among them, and even two of them were in the middle Nascent Soul stage.

Some of these people cast various looks at the Fire Dragon Boy and the other two. Some were friendly, some were hostile, some were indifferent, and some even had murderous intent.

The Fire Dragon Boy didn't care and found a seat to sit down.

Yin Mo looked at the others carefully through the mask.

Although the masks concealed their faces, he could feel through the fluctuations of spiritual energy that they were all cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage.

Some of them were even at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage. In the corner, there were two people sitting alone, with no other cultivators around.

It was shocking that more than twenty Nascent Soul cultivators gathered in this small attic.

Yin Mo's eyes flashed, and suddenly he found something unusual in the corner.

Just as Master Tianjing said, several impatient monks had already sat around a table and started exchanging items on a small scale.

Except for these monks, most of the others sat on chairs with their eyes closed, apparently preparing to wait until everyone was present before starting the exchange.

Come to think of it, the things those people are exchanging now may not be anything precious.

However, perhaps because they did not want to be recognized, all the monks sitting on the chairs remained silent, and the occasional communication was also through secret language.

The second-floor attic has always maintained a silent atmosphere, which does look a bit weird and depressing.

The Fire Dragon Boy was not wearing the wooden mask, which made him stand out on this floor. But he was not the only monk who showed his true face.

Just opposite Yin Mo and others, there was an extremely fat man who was also not wearing a mask.

His waist was almost three or four times thicker than that of a normal person, and when he sat on the chair, it even deformed.

However, the man didn't seem to care and even smiled at Yin Mo. It was just that there was too much fat on his face, making it difficult for people to accept his kindness.

Next to this man sat a plump and attractive female nun.

Although she was wearing a mask and her face could not be seen clearly, the eyes on the mask were watery and charming.

However, the other monks seemed oblivious to her charm, as if she didn't even exist.

Yin Mo had just noticed this when he heard Lu Luo's voice transmission.

"Junior Brother Yin, be careful."

"Although the fat man looks harmless, he and the woman next to him are the 'Fatty Demons' of the Hehuan Sect."

"When they join forces, they are very formidable. They can even compete with a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Don't mess with them!"

After hearing this, Yin Mo felt a chill in his heart. He immediately became alert and decided to avoid contact with them.

He no longer looked across, and like the other monks, he closed his eyes and sat in meditation.

After a while, several Nascent Soul cultivators wearing masks walked up the stairs one after another.

When the last Nascent Soul cultivator walked up the stairs, all the cultivators present opened their eyes at the same time and looked at him.

Master Tianjing walked to the middle of the second floor, then waved his hand to one side. A wooden table was attracted by the white light and stopped in front of him.

He smiled and said, "It's almost time. If you fellow Taoists have no objection, let's start the exchange meeting."

"Master Tianjing is so polite, but I am indeed impatient."

"Then, let's start with me?" A cultivator in a brocade robe sat next to Zhenren Tianjing and said with a faint smile.

"Haha, since you are so eager, you can start."

Taoist Tianjing chuckled and took a few steps back, as if he was really inviting the monk in brocade robes to go first.

As for the rules of the meeting, the monks in the field had experienced them countless times, so there was no need to explain them further. "Hehe, since Brother Tianjing said so, I won't be polite."

The monk in brocade robe was slightly stunned, then stood up without hesitation.

He clasped his fists to both sides in greeting, then gently patted the storage bag under his robe.

Suddenly, a red light flashed, and a palm-sized wooden box appeared in his hand.

This wooden box is made of a strange wood. It is emerald green in color and has a faint flame-like red glow.

The lid of the box is covered with interlaced gold and silver talismans, adding a touch of mystery.

Seeing this scene, everyone's attention was drawn to it, and they looked at the wooden box with various expressions.

These monks were all well-informed people, so they knew that the contents of the box were extraordinary.

They were all excited to be able to display such precious items at the beginning of the exchange meeting.

The monk in brocade robes showed a smug smile through his mask, then touched two talismans with his fingers. The gold and silver talismans fell down, and the lid of the box opened automatically.

A fiery red object slowly floated up from the box. It turned out to be a strange Ganoderma lucidum surrounded by red mist.

Although this Ganoderma lucidum is only a few inches in size, it is fiery red all over, with a smooth and crystal-clear surface, and there are wisps of red clouds lingering on it, as if it is surrounded by fairy air, emitting a mysterious aura.

Yin Mo stared in amazement as someone had already called out the name of the object.

“Chi Jing Zhi! This is a Chi Jing Zhi that has three thousand years of cultivation!”

"It only grows in lava and underground fire. Ordinary people cannot see it, let alone obtain it. Daoist friend is really capable."

A monk in black sighed, with envy or jealousy in his eyes.

"Red Essence Ganoderma? This is the Red Essence Ganoderma among the Ice and Fire Essence Ganoderma."

"It really lives up to its reputation. The fire aura it emits is enough to show that it is extraordinary."

The other monks were also talking about it, and some even lowered their voices and began to whisper to each other.

When the monk in brocade robe saw that the monk in black robes could recognize the items he was displaying, a flash of surprise flashed across his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Since this fellow Taoist has already recognized my item, I won't say much."

"This is a three thousand year old red essence ganoderma, which is the top refining material for fire attribute elixir."

"If you are willing, you can buy it with 100,000 Spiritual Stones, or exchange it with alchemy materials of the same level with earth attribute."

"One hundred thousand spirit stones?" Yin Mo was stunned when he heard the price, and then a strange look flashed in his eyes.

It wasn't because the price was too high, but because it was far below his expectations.

In the Chaos Star Sea, a high-level demon pill is worth more than ten thousand spirit stones.

This extremely rare Ganoderma lucidum is unmatched by any other spiritual medicine except the "Nine-bend Spiritual Ganoderma" that has already transformed.

This made Yin Mo's heart beat faster and he began to feel moved.

Although he was not short of other precious treasures, Yin Mo had hundreds of thousands of spirit stones alone, all of which were looted from the storage bags of those monks who died in his hands.

Especially the heir of the Six Paths, his storage bag was actually filled with two to three thousand mid-level spirit stones.

This allowed Yin Mo to obtain an unexpected fortune, far beyond what an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator could imagine.

Of course, no matter how many spirit stones there are, they cannot compare with those spiritual weapons, magic weapons, or even several ancient treasures.

After all, some treasures cannot be purchased with spirit stones at all.

If he was willing, it would be absolutely no problem for him to sell the flower basket, small bell and other ancient treasures in exchange for hundreds of thousands of spirit stones.

While Yin Mo was thinking, many other cultivators also became interested in this Ganoderma lucidum.

Then, several monks came forward one after another, talked to the monk in brocade robe in a low voice, and then took out some things to show him.

Although others could not see clearly, the monk in brocade robes just lowered his head to take a glance and refused without any hesitation.

This made the monks retreat back to their original positions in dismay.

"Anyone else? I spent a lot of effort and five or six years to finally get this three thousand year old red essence ganoderma."

"It's only 100,000 spirit stones, which is really not expensive. However, I still hope that you can exchange it with materials of equivalent earth attribute."

"Even if it's slightly inferior, I can accept it. But if the difference is too big and you want to take advantage of me, don't waste my time."

The monk in brocade robe seemed to really want to change the things in his hand. Seeing that no one came forward for a while, he couldn't help but speak loudly in some anxiety.

Yin Mo glanced at the others and found that many of them had greedy expressions, but no one came forward again.

It seems that either they think the price is too expensive, or they really don't have the right material.

Even the Fire Dragon Boy beside him had a look of regret on his face.

He was practicing authentic fire-attributed skills, so this Chi Jing Zhi was very useful to him.

Yin Mo collected all the information. Just when the monk in brocade robe was about to put away the Fire Spirit Ganoderma somewhat helplessly, Yin Mo sent a message.

"Wait a minute, fellow Taoist. I wonder if you are interested in the earth-attributed demon pill."

The monk in brocade robe paused, glanced over, and immediately found Yin Mo who was transmitting the message. He replied with a little surprise:

"Fellow Daoist, do you have a demon pill? However, this is Chi Jing Zhi, which requires at least a seventh-level demon pill to exchange for it."

"For level six, you must have two or more."

When Yin Mo heard this, he started to think about it again.

Although he used almost all of the demon cores to refine pills, he still kept some of the most precious demon beast cores as backup.

After all, he was worried that it might have other uses in the future.

Nowadays, it is quite worthwhile to exchange a seventh-level demon pill for the Red Jingzhi.

After all, Chi Jingzhi can use the green liquid to continue to stimulate the fire, but the demon pill cannot do this.

As for the value of these two, it is really hard to put into words.

In the Chaos Star Sea, although the seventh-level demon pills were also very rare, they were obviously far inferior to the red essence. However, in the Tiannan region, the situation was completely different. Not only the seventh-level demon pills, but even the fifth and sixth-level demon pills were rare treasures. After all, there were almost no such high-level demon beasts there.

It is fair to exchange a seventh-level demon pill for this three-thousand-year-old red essence.

Yin Mo made up his mind, suddenly stood up and walked straight towards the monk in brocade robe.

This action startled Lu Luo and the Fire Dragon Boy. They showed surprised expressions and looked at Yin Mo.

However, Yin Mo walked a few steps to the monk in brocade robe, flipped his palm, and a jade box appeared in his hand.

(End of this chapter)