Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

"May I ask, clan leader, what exactly is this Purple Dragon Spring? Judging from Bai Bing's reaction just now, it seems to be extremely precious!"

Ying Zheng voiced his doubts.

"This Purple Dragon Spring is a unique spiritual spring in my extremely cold land, which takes millions of years to gather into a pool. Moreover, this spring is very helpful for condensing Dao power and improving control."

The old man patiently explained to Ying Zheng.

Before long, Bai Bing returned with two cups of crystal-clear spring water and gently placed them beside Ying Zheng and Nuwa.

"Why don't you two try this Purple Dragon Spring water and see what it tastes like?"

The old man said with a smile.

Ying Zheng picked up the cup and took a sip. He immediately felt a refreshing current flowing through his body, gently nourishing his meridians.

"This Purple Dragon Spring has an excellent taste, far surpassing most spiritual springs in the world."

Upon hearing Ying Zheng's praise, the old man chuckled and said, "Young man, you have good taste! Drinking from this spring regularly can even prolong life."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng couldn't help but have the thought of taking it for himself and enjoying it with tea in his spare time.

However, Ying Zheng immediately rejected this idea.

Do not take what is not yours, or you may bring unexpected disaster upon yourself.

"May I ask what brings you two here today?"

The old man asked.

Ying Zheng slowly put down the cup in his hand.

"I have come here to request a Purple Extreme Profound Fruit for my fellow Daoist. He has been dead for two or three epochs and needs this Purple Extreme Profound Fruit to rebuild his Dao body."

Ying Zheng got straight to the point and explained his purpose, because trying to use cunning might backfire.

"Originally, there were three Purple Extreme Mystic Fruits in the tribe, but two of them were used up by the elders of the tribe, and now only one remains in the tribe."

The old man paused for a moment, then continued.

"I don't need to elaborate on how rare this Purple Extreme Profound Fruit is, do I? I originally intended to save this last one for Bai Bing to use in forging her Dao Body in the future."

"Therefore, I cannot give you this last Purple Extreme Profound Fruit."

After hearing the old man's words, Ying Zheng did not show much disappointment on his face.

After all, there is still another way to go, which is to go deep into the heart of the extremely cold land to search.

"It's alright, then I will personally go to the depths of the extreme cold to try my luck and see if I can find the Purple Extreme Mystic Fruit."

After saying this, Ying Zheng stood up, preparing to bid farewell to the old man and Bai Bing.

The old man also stood up and said, "Why don't you stay in the tribe for a few more days? In two days, the Purple Extreme Mystic Fruit will be ready to ripen. I can take you there then."

After a moment's thought, Ying Zheng agreed.

"Then I will trouble the clan leader."

Afterwards, the clan chief instructed Bai Bing to take Ying Zheng and Nuwa on a tour of the tribe.

……

Ying Zheng, Nuwa, and Bai Bing strolled through the streets, where they saw many people hawking their wares on both sides of the street.

"Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng, this is the most bustling market in our tribe. You can find something you like here."

Bai Bing introduced it to Ying Zheng.

"Okay, good." Ying Zheng nodded slightly.

In an inconspicuous spot on a street corner, Ying Zheng caught a glimpse of an old man dressed in a black robe.

Unlike the others, the old man did not shout out his wares; he simply stood quietly, as if resting with his eyes closed.

Bai Bing followed Ying Zheng's gaze and also saw the old man in black robes.

She quickly reminded Ying Zheng: "Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng, most of the things this old man sells are fake. Few people would buy anything from him. You must not be fooled."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng turned to look at Bai Bing: "Oh? Is that so?"

Bai Bing nodded affirmatively.

Ying Zheng added, "It's alright, I'm just taking a look."

Bai Bing then said nothing more.

He had already warned Ying Zheng that if he insisted on buying from that old man, then he couldn't blame him.

Ying Zheng led Nuwa to the stall of the old man they had just seen.

Seeing that Ying Zheng still insisted on walking up to the old man, Bai Bing couldn't help but remind him again: "Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng, you'd better not buy here. He's selling all sorts of strange and unusual things that aren't really useful."

Hearing someone tarnish his reputation, the old man raised his head and glanced at Bai Bing: "Young man, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Let me tell you, it's because you lack discernment. If you really meet someone knowledgeable, they will naturally know whether my things are good or not."

After saying this, the old man closed his eyes again, ignoring Ying Zheng and the others.

Bai Bing was furious when she saw the old man pretending to be asleep after criticizing her.

Seeing that Bai Bing was about to get angry, Ying Zheng gently patted her shoulder: "It's not worth it for such a small matter. Let's keep things peaceful."

Bai Bing then slowly suppressed the anger in her heart.

"I can't be bothered to argue with him."

After saying that, he stood aside and remained silent.

Ying Zheng squatted down and examined the various objects placed in front of him.

After Bai Bing's interference, the old man stopped paying attention to Ying Zheng and the other two.

Looking at the dazzling array of strange and wonderful items before him, Ying Zheng realized that it had been a long time since he had come to such a market to search for treasures.

He was usually either engrossed in cultivation or engaged in battles with Dao Ancestor Hongjun, rarely having the opportunity to integrate into the secular world and relax his mind and body.

"Ying Zheng, do you think that jade hairpin is pretty?"

Nuwa stared at the jade hairpin in front of her, lost in thought for a moment.

She picked up the jade hairpin and examined it closely. As soon as she held it, she felt a cool sensation spread through her palm, and her mind calmed down.

Ying Zheng watched as Nuwa played with the jade hairpin in her hand and said gently, "You like this jade hairpin? Then let's buy it."

Nuwa nodded happily when she heard that Ying Zheng wanted to buy the jade hairpin for her.

"How much is this jade hairpin?" Ying Zheng then asked the old man.

The old man, without opening his eyes, coldly replied, "One thousand jade crystals, fixed price, no bargaining."

Upon hearing that the old man was asking for jade crystals, Ying Zheng couldn't help but wonder, "Doesn't this extremely cold place have access to the Dao Stones used by the outside world?"
"Fellow Daoist Bai Bing, what is this jade crystal? Don't you have Dao Stones here?" Ying Zheng asked Bai Bing.

“Jade crystals are a unique form of currency in our extremely cold lands; Dao stones from the outside world are not popular here.”

Jade crystals are unique crystals found only in extremely cold regions and exist only on the finest crystal veins.

"Fellow Daoist Bai Bing, could you lend me some jade crystals? I only have Dao Stones on me, and no jade crystals."

Bai Bing had anticipated that Ying Zheng did not have any jade crystals, so she immediately took out a storage bag containing 100,000 jade crystals.

"Take these and use them for now, I didn't bring too many with me."

With that, Bai Bing tossed the storage bag toward Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng took the storage bag, took out a thousand jade crystals from it, and handed them to the old man.

Seeing Ying Zheng take out the jade crystals, the old man slowly opened his eyes and accepted the thousand jade crystals. Nuwa then handed the jade hairpin to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng looked at the jade hairpin handed to him and was momentarily at a loss.

“Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng, she means for you to style her hair.”

"You don't actually know how to use a tamper, do you?"

After saying that, Bai Bing looked at Ying Zheng with a hint of mockery in her eyes.

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng, you don't even know this? That's hilarious."

Bai Bing laughed without restraint.

Just then, all around suddenly fell silent, and Bai Bing abruptly stopped laughing and looked at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng stared at Bai Bing expressionlessly, and the temperature around him seemed to drop a few degrees.

Upon seeing this, Bai Bing immediately became serious.

"I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng, I didn't expect you to not know. Let me teach you, don't be angry, don't be angry."

After saying that, Bai Bing stopped looking at Ying Zheng and began to use her Dao power to demonstrate to Ying Zheng how to style his hair with a jade hairpin.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng's expression softened, and he focused on watching Bai Bing's demonstration.

In a short while, the hair strands condensed with Dao power were slowly coiled up by the jade hairpin.

"Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng, if you didn't see it clearly, I can demonstrate it for you again," Bai Bing said, looking at Ying Zheng.

"No need, I already know how to use this jade hairpin."

As he spoke, Ying Zheng took the jade hairpin from Nuwa's hand, walked behind her, and began to style her hair.

Ying Zheng meticulously manipulated Nuwa's black hair, as if using all his strength.

Finally, after dozens of attempts, he successfully inserted the jade hairpin firmly into Nuwa's hair.

"How do you think I've arranged it for you?"

Ying Zheng took out a bronze mirror and handed it to Nuwa.

Nuwa took the bronze mirror and carefully examined the jade hairpin in her hair.

"I like anything you do for me."

As she finished speaking, Nuwa's face flushed.

Ying Zheng stared at Nuwa in this state, momentarily lost in thought.

Finally, Bai Bing couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up to wake Ying Zheng.

"Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng, that's enough, stop being so affectionate in front of me."

Ying Zheng snapped out of his daze and gave Bai Bing a disgruntled look.

It was as if it was blaming her for waking herself up.

After regaining his senses, Ying Zheng continued to look through other items at the old man's stall.

Suddenly, he noticed a completely black stone, picked it up, and examined it repeatedly in his hand.

Seeing this, Bai Bing couldn't help but ask, "Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng, what are you going to do with this black stone? It doesn't look like anything good."

At this moment, the old man opened his eyes and glanced at Bai Bing with disdain: "Young man, if you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. I think this young friend knows much more than you."

Bai Bing glared coldly at the old man and said nothing more.

"This is an object I found in an ancient ruin. Although I don't know its exact origin, it looks extraordinary to me, so I brought it back."

The old man looked at Ying Zheng, who was playing with the black stone, and said.

Ying Zheng tried to infuse his Dao power into the black stone, hoping to find some clues, but to no avail.

But his intuition told him that this thing must be extraordinary.

"How much does this black stone cost?" Ying Zheng asked the old man.

The old man pondered for a moment, as if he were making plans in his mind.

"I don't know the exact value of this, so I'll just give you 10,000 jade crystals."

Bai Bing didn't want to argue with the old man anymore, but when she heard him demand 10,000 jade crystals, she couldn't help but say angrily, "You're asking us for 10,000 jade crystals for this piece of broken stone? Why don't you just rob us?"

The old man completely ignored Bai Bing and looked at Ying Zheng with a smile.

"Could you lower the price a bit? What if this black stone is just an ordinary rock? Wouldn't I be losing money?" Ying Zheng looked at the old man with a sincere expression.

The old man looked at Ying Zheng, then at the black stone, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Then I'll give you five thousand jade crystals as a token of goodwill. This is the lowest price I can offer."

Ying Zheng examined the black stone in his hand, pondered for a moment, and then took out five thousand jade crystals and handed them to the old man.

The old man accepted the jade crystal with a joyful expression.

"What a fruitful day!" the old man thought to himself with secret delight.

At this moment, in the old man's eyes, Ying Zheng was like a naive and ignorant sugar daddy.

The old man thought that Ying Zheng would continue to haggle, but to his surprise, he directly took out five thousand jade crystals.

After handing the jade crystal to the old man, Ying Zheng took Nuwa and Bai Bing and prepared to return to the tribe.

Just after Ying Zheng left, the old man hurriedly rolled up his bedding and disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.

Bai Bing was speechless when she saw that Ying Zheng had spent five thousand jade crystals to buy a broken stone.

Not only were there differences in spatial dimensions, but Ying Zheng also noticed that the concentration of spiritual energy and even primordial energy in the Eternal Realm far surpassed that of the Thousand Ancient Realm.

In terms of primordial power alone, it is at least a hundred times more concentrated than that of the Ancient Realm.

It's important to know that when Ying Zheng was on the Demon Spirit Continent, he cultivated in the fourth level of the Earth's Core Palace. Even that level, compared to the concentration of primordial power, paled in comparison to the Eternal Realm before him. And this was merely an extremely ordinary place within the Eternal Realm.

"The Realm of Eternity and the Realm of Ten Thousand Years are indeed not comparable." Ying Zheng shook his head and sighed inwardly.

Just as the Southern Continent cannot be compared with the Divine Continent, the gap between the Eternal Realm and the Myriad Realms is simply beyond description.

Around Ying Zheng, a large number of Lingxiao Realm cultivators, who came from the same ancient world as him, looked around in amazement, carefully sensing everything here.

Ying Zheng's gaze swept around, and suddenly his expression changed. He murmured, "The Dark God Emperor?"

"Ying Zheng?"

Among the crowd, a middle-aged man shrouded in black robes with a cold expression stood out—the Dark God Emperor, who had previously dealt with Ying Zheng. At this moment, he too noticed Ying Zheng's presence.

Immediately, the Dark God Emperor walked towards Ying Zheng. Accompanying him was another person—an old man so thin he was practically skin and bones, with jet-black skin. Ying Zheng recognized this man.

"Dark God Emperor, Underworld Lord." Ying Zheng looked at the two people in front of him, a smile appearing on his face.

He had no grudge against the Dark God Emperor. When he dealt with Su Ming, the Dark God Emperor had actually shown him some respect. Although Ying Zheng didn't particularly appreciate the Dark God Emperor's selfish nature, he was still quite pleased to be able to meet a powerful figure from the same ancient realm as himself upon arriving in the Eternal Realm.

As for the Underworld Lord, he was a top-tier powerhouse on par with the Dark God Emperor.

The three of them came from the same source, and naturally gathered together in this unfamiliar place.

"You are Ying Zheng? I've heard of you." The thin, dark-skinned old man, Ming Jun, looked at Ying Zheng and said in a calm tone.

"It is my great honor to have the Underworld Lord remember my name," Ying Zheng replied with a smile.

"This is the Eternal Realm, teeming with powerful beings. My and Darkness's reputations in the Eternal Realm mean nothing here. And stop calling me Lord of the Underworld; just call me by my real name, Ming Liu," Lord of the Underworld said. (End of Chapter)