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Chapter 611 Earthenware Pot
Upon entering the Wanbao Pagoda, one sees a naked woman, half-human and half-snake, standing at the entrance. She holds a wooden tray in her hands, her tongue flicking out like a snake. She shouts and hawks her wares with great enthusiasm.

Jiang Wen was about to go over and take a look when Yan Ming grabbed him.

"Brother Jiang, you shouldn't go there. This place is not suitable."

"Oh? What's the reason?" Jiang Wen asked curiously.

"Look at this snake woman, so wanton, she's just luring people in. If you actually fall for it, she'll let you enjoy yourself first, and then when you're impatient, she'll make you produce something heavy. If you can't produce it, you'll get a beating." Yan Ming explained it so clearly that Jiang Wen even wondered if he had been tricked before. Otherwise, how could he be so clear about the details and expose someone else's tricks so thoroughly?

"You seem to know quite a bit," Jiang Wen sneered.

"To my shame, I was fooled," Yan Ming said without hesitation, recounting his experience. He didn't feel there was anything shameful about it.

"You... is it possible for you and this snake woman to get together?" Jiang Wen couldn't help but wonder. After all, the average height of the rock people is over ten feet, and their bodies are covered in solid rock. The snake woman, including her snake tail, is less than ten feet tall. How could she withstand the rough treatment of a rock person who is only a little over ten feet tall? Besides, the two races are so different. Could they really enjoy each other's company?
"What do you mean by 'suitable' or 'unsuitable'? All the tribes in Baixi can intermarry. As long as both sides are willing, even different tribes can do it." Yan Ming chuckled. "Besides, this snake woman may not have any other skills, but her mouth is definitely extraordinary. The snake people can even swallow several times their head. Do you think they're suitable or not?"

These words reminded Jiang Wen of snakes, whose mouths are usually quite unusual.

"I see." He suddenly understood, feeling as if he had learned something new.

Leaving the snake woman, the two headed deeper into the Myriad Treasures Pagoda. They engaged in many dissolute acts along the way, leaving Jiang Wen somewhat numb.

The Baixi tribe is, after all, a tribe, and they still retain some primal desires. If they didn't mind, they could have a big fight even on a busy road.

Especially inside the bustling Wanbao Pagoda, there were quite a few people soliciting business. Jiang Wen even saw dragon people; those handsome dragon people dressed in flamboyant clothes were standing outside, trying to entice passersby.

"Is this the kind of shady business that takes place inside the Wanbao Pagoda?" Jiang Wen couldn't help but ask.

"Of course not, it's just that the first level of the Myriad Treasures Pagoda is like that. The higher you go, the more treasures you find. Only those with the ability can secure a place at the top of the Myriad Treasures Pagoda." Yan Ming shook his head as he spoke, gesturing to the bat-man guards not far away.

"This is territory established by the Bat-People, and they allow these kinds of things to be done here. Doing these things on the ground would easily get you punished by the Azure Sky Tower, so they all move here. If Brother Jiang is interested, you are welcome to choose one to have some fun. I will naturally cover the expenses," Yan Ming said, patting his chest with a generous air.

"No, I'm not very interested in this." Jiang Wen shook his head. He did have desires, but not in this matter.

The two walked around the bottom of the Wanbao Pagoda and then headed up.

Just as Yanming said, there were many more good things on the second floor of the Wanbao Pagoda.

Jiang Wen even spotted a piece of Xuan Iron Stone, though only a small one, it was still a rare find. He casually swapped the Xuan Iron Stone for a finger-width immortal herb.

When Yan Ming saw that Jiang Wen had bought some ore, he looked quite surprised: "Brother Jiang, why did you buy these worthless stones?"

"Rotten stone?" Jiang Wen asked, holding the black iron stone, puzzled.

"This stone is incredibly hard; even ordinary fire cannot forge it. It's also not sturdy enough to make weapons, as it's prone to breaking. That's why we call it miscellaneous ore and discard it. If Brother Jiang needs it, you can always go to our mine; there's a whole mountain of miscellaneous ore there." Yan Ming gave a thumbs up, pointing to himself. "If Brother Jiang wants to exchange for this kind of ore, my clan has plenty; you can choose whatever you like."

“One, a black iron mine…?” Jiang Wen was stunned for a long time after hearing this. He did not expect that there would be a black iron mine in the Rock People’s territory.

This is Xuan Iron Stone, a top-grade material for refining magical artifacts. Even among the various immortal sects, Xuan Iron Stone is considered rare. Yet these rock people treat it like ordinary ore, discarding it carelessly. This made Jiang Wen's heart tremble, and he felt a dry cough in his throat.

"Um, Brother Yan, may I discuss something with you?" Jiang Wen asked kindly.

“Brother Jiang, please speak freely,” Yan Ming said.

"How many other miscellaneous mines like this do you have in your tribe?"

"There are at least ten such miscellaneous mines, all abandoned by the clan's mining operations. No one has disposed of them, and they're all piled up over on the back mountain." Yan Ming looked at Jiang Wen's rather excited expression and was quite puzzled. Why would his good brother be interested in these miscellaneous mines? The clan clearly has many top-grade ores.

"Can I buy them all?" Jiang Wen asked, rubbing his hands together.

“Brother Jiang, there’s no need to be so polite. These are just some discarded ores. If you want them, I can talk to the clan chief, and he would be happy for you to dispose of them,” Yan Ming said with a smile.

"Then it's settled." Jiang Wen clenched his fist. Although he now possessed numerous magical treasures, he was naturally happy to find something good. Moreover, these were mountains of black iron mines, enough to cause a bloodbath among the mystical sects in the Great Qian Dynasty. Indeed, this blessed land was no ordinary place.

Having secured the Xuan Iron Mine of the Rock People, Jiang Wen no longer coveted the items on the second floor of the Myriad Treasures Pagoda.

The two browsed the third and fourth floors, but found nothing of interest.

Although Jiang Wen possessed the Heavenly Immortal Herb, a priceless treasure in the eyes of the Baixi people, he disregarded it.

As we continued up the Pagoda of Ten Thousand Treasures, more and more treasures appeared.

On the eighth level, Jiang Wen saw a demonic beast. It was said to have been found in the Land of Fallen Immortals, and its meat was extremely precious, a top-grade tonic for the warriors of his tribe to cultivate.

Many people offered bids, but in the end, it was won by a dragon man with thirty arm-length immortal herbs.

After going up a few more floors, there were noticeably fewer people coming and going.

The items on these higher floors are even more valuable, and some of them made Jiang Wen take a few glances at them.

Upon reaching the twenty-first floor, Jiang Wen finally discovered something he had been looking for.

It was a jar, with a very simple appearance.

The inscription on it was in the Taicang script, and Jiang Wen recognized it as the character for "sacrifice".

The jar was sealed, and its contents were obscured. Jiang Wen tried to examine it with his divine sense, but he could not penetrate the earthen jar.

"What is this?" Jiang Wen asked, pointing to the jar.

"This is a good thing." The shopkeeper picked up the jar and handed it to Jiang Wen. "Although I don't understand what kind of treasure this is, it's definitely not simple. No matter if it's chopped with a knife or axe, or submerged in water or burned, it has no effect on this thing. I've tried all sorts of methods, but I can't open this jar no matter what I do, so I can only use it to exchange for something."

"I'll take this. What do you need?" Jiang Wen exhaled softly. He sensed a connection between the jar and him. This thing was very important to him, or rather, it was related to him.

"Hmm, although I don't know what kind of treasure this is, I feel that this thing is definitely not simple. You need to get twenty complete immortal herbs."

"Twenty complete immortal herbs?! Why don't you just steal them?!" Yan Ming said indignantly from the side.

"If I could just rob it, what would I be trading here for? This treasure is indestructible; just think how precious it is," the shopkeeper said through gritted teeth, shrinking back. He didn't know exactly how much the jar was worth, but judging from the young man's expression, he was clearly interested in the treasure and would naturally ask for as much as he could.

"I'll change," Jiang Wen said calmly.

"Brother Jiang, try to think positively. These are twenty complete immortal herbs," Yan Ming earnestly advised.

When people from Baixi trade, they usually deal mainly in medicinal herbs.

A single, intact herb is about two feet long and can be exchanged for several months' worth of food for a family. Therefore, in this blessed land, the herb is the most precious treasure.

“I know, Brother Yan, but I really have my eye on this.” Jiang Wen said, then called out to the merchant. “I don’t have any immortal herbs right now, but I can use another treasure as a substitute. What do you think?”

"Treasure? What treasure? Let me see," the owner asked.

Jiang Wen didn't say anything more and took out a pill from his storage bag. This pill was for restoring spiritual energy and was worth several low-grade spirit stones. Although the immortal herb had spiritual energy, it couldn't compare to this pill.

The owner stared at the pills, his eyes widening. He grabbed them and tossed the earthenware jar to Jiang Wen.

"Take it, take it, it's yours now."

Jiang Wen took the jar and examined it carefully. He looked at the Taicang characters on the jar and remained silent.

(End of this chapter)