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Chapter 1375: The True Lord of the Swamp
Ten years later, the Zhenjing Auction House will have collected all the rare treasures it can.

Jiang Ding took a quick look with his spiritual sense and showed a slight satisfaction.

You know, these millions of natural treasures of different grades are all natural treasures that his soul calculated may be inspiring for the research of immortal gate materials science, refining science, botany and other disciplines.

Even so, they were all easily collected. It was just a matter of mobilizing a God Transformation-level force, which was not too difficult at all.

The upper realm is so rich, and the immortal ecosystem is so perfect that it is the center of immortal civilization in the entire universe and starry sky.

"Friend Li, you did a good job. Is there any reward you want?"

Jiang Ding was in a good mood and asked with a smile.

"I dare not,"

"It is my duty to work for the owner."

Master Li Wang was humble at first, but after all, he had practiced hard all the way to get to where he is today, so there was no way he would let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

You must know that the casual promises made by high-level monks are extremely valuable, and being polite at this time is extremely foolish.

"Master, I dare to ask for a chance to become a god if you don't blame me..."

Li Wang Zhenjun said boldly.

This is the biggest dream of all Nascent Soul cultivators.

"Fellow Daoist, you are indeed bold."

Jiang Ding smiled but did not respond further.

It was just the acquisition of some things, there was no fighting, not much hard work. This was not a military achievement that could earn him a place in the God Realm, at least not for him.

No matter how rich he is, he can't accept such a premium.

Master Li Wang felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

"My dear boy Meng Lang, please forgive me, Lord Tian!"

He prostrated himself.

In fact, he was also ashamed in his heart that he had indeed asked for too much.

To be fair, if a Jindan cultivator ran errands for me and then asked me for a chance to reach the Nascent Soul stage, I would also be angry and even punish him severely.

"That's all, it's human nature."

"It doesn't have to be this way."

Jiang Ding was not the kind of person who would blame others for their words, so he casually threw him a bottle of pills and said, "You don't have the chance to become a god, but you still have this bottle of Qingmai Tianling Pill, which can repair the hidden injuries left by the Fengliu Renmo in your body. There will be no external obstacles to your advancement to the god level."

"If you want to become a god, it depends on your luck."

"Hidden injury, romantic demon?"

Master Li Wang was startled.

Obviously, he was totally unaware of the passive limbs in his body, let alone what a romantic demon was.

However, the young man with ordinary face did not explain anything. He waved his sleeves, a gust of wind blew, and Master Li Wang was already outside the door.

……

Jiang Ding was walking slowly on the street of the Swamp Demon City.

The people and objects around him flew backwards rapidly, and the anti-air formation of the Swamp Demon City could not affect him unless it was specifically targeted.

Soon, a palace appeared in front of him that looked like glass jelly or made of mud. It emitted a green poisonous mist all year round, which could instantly melt the flesh and blood of 90% of the cultivators in the world.

If this poisonous fog is combined with a special magic sachet worn by cultivators, it will form a holy medicine that can cleanse the essence and marrow. It has a subtle effect on cultivators who have reached the God Transformation stage, and is a great opportunity for cultivators who have reached the Nascent Soul stage and the Golden Core stage.

This is the largest auction house in the Swamp Demon City, the Swamp Auction House!
This poisonous fog is the businessman's euphemistic threshold, indicating that cultivators below the level of Spirit Transformation do not need to come here, because this is an auction house hosted by True Venerable Lianxu, and their presence is not needed to avoid causing too much noise and disturbing True Venerable's meditation.

Of course, this is not a rule.

If a Nascent Soul cultivator is strong enough, or has a powerful treasure, or has someone to guide him, he can naturally enter.

Jiang Ding turned a blind eye to the extremely poisonous thing in front of him. He stepped into it, passed through layers of poisonous fog, and walked for dozens of kilometers. Suddenly, the scene in front of him became clear, revealing a palace made of emerald green glass. From time to time, a few people walked around in it, talking in low voices.

Jiang Ding glanced around and was slightly surprised.

Here, there are actually more than a hundred Jindan monks trading and talking here. One has to know that today is not a major auction, but just an ordinary time.

It is astonishing that there are so many godsend monks in such a small corner of the country.

"Welcome guests, I am Ouyang Nuer, the steward of the Swamp Auction House..." A fragrant breeze blew by, and a charming woman walked over here gracefully, saying softly, "Is this your first time here?"

"Please keep this item and use it as a voucher. You can use the Elite Green Mist to refine your own magic power and soul, which is of great benefit to Divine Transformation cultivators like us."

"These are all the kindness of the True Master."

Her fingers were white and delicate as she handed over a emerald jade pendant.

Jiang Ding did not answer, nor did he take the jade pendant. He just looked at her quietly.

"guest……"

The charming woman felt an inexplicable chill in her heart and wanted to explain something, but her body was so stiff that she couldn't move at all.

"Who dares to cause trouble?"

"What a courage!"

The Swamp Demon City is indeed a powerful force that survives between the two major sects. They are extremely vigilant and well-trained. Even if things here only happen in a moment, they will already know and react.

In an instant, more than a dozen Jindan monks who seemed to be chatting casually formed a battle formation and launched an attack. The auction house's formation was also activated and suppressed. Everything was done instinctively and as fast as lightning.

"Fellow Daoist, it seems that you are quite suspicious..."

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly.

Keng~
He drew the long sword from his waist, slashed, and then put it back into the scabbard.

"kill--"

A beam of fire appeared in the throat of Ouyang Nuer and more than a dozen other Jindan monks, and then the fire spread throughout their bodies, burning their flesh and blood into ashes.

What was left there was not bones and clothes, but a spiritual light.

These people are illusions, and the spiritual monks and guests around them are also illusions.

As soon as Jiang Ding came in, he walked into an illusion.

This kind of illusion is too illusory for someone who has mastered the Materialistic Sun Sword Soul, even if it is just a clone.

There was silence all around for a moment.

"Hahaha……"

"Don't blame me, fellow Daoist. It's rare to see a Void Refining cultivator outside of the two great sects in this Thunder Flame Region. I'm excited to see the prey, and I can't help but want to test it out."

In a corner of the palace, a burly and resolute man with a green toad squatting on his left shoulder walked out, bowed, and said sincerely: "I beg you to forgive me, fellow Taoist."

"Hello, fellow Taoist of the Marsh."

"It is really rude of me to come here uninvited."

Jiang Ding bowed in return and smiled slightly.

"That's impossible. This old man's Swamp Demon City is for business. Visitors from far away are all honored guests. How can there be such thing as coming uninvited..."

The two exchanged greetings and, led by Master Nizwan, came to a rather exquisite jade pavilion and sat down.

After some politeness, Jiang Ding explained his intention: "Fellow Daoist, I want the Rongyang Crystal Jade, Fushui Jade Liquid, and Withered and Flourishing Branch among your seventeen sixth-grade heavenly materials and earthly treasures. I'll pay you the price you mentioned above."

He waved his sleeves, and three rare treasures appeared on the table. They were all materials with wood poison and space attributes, and were also sixth-grade.

The grade difference is not big.

As for the value, it is difficult to estimate.

Because for a cultivator in the Void Refining Stage, if they need it, then the price will naturally be high. If they don't need it, the value will naturally be much lower. The Lei Yan Domain is a lower domain and is not valued by the Immortal Sect. Business is not developed in the Void Refining Stage and is still in the stage of barter.

The True Lord of the Swamp was stunned.

"Haha...Okay, fellow Taoist is indeed a quick-witted person."

He smiled, and without delay or asking for a price, he immediately took out the three items and placed them in front of the customer.

Jiang Ding checked carefully and found that it was indeed what he wanted.

"Thank you. Farewell."

Jiang Ding had no interest in interacting with strangers, so he packed up his things and turned to leave.

(End of this chapter)