The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 60 Black Market Trading
At the same time, Ye Chuxue was finally found by the searching disciples and was urgently carried back to the sect.

An Ze and Bai Yang were shocked to see Ye Chuxue, whose life or death was unknown, and anxiously asked the sect leader to come and help.

The sect leader had no choice but to call Lan Le over.

Lan Le still held a grudge, and when he rushed over and saw the unconscious master and disciple, he couldn't help but smacking his lips.

Is this retribution?

One has not woken up yet, and the other has a new injury. It's really interesting!
He simply checked Ye Chuxue's injuries as instructed, perfunctorily took out a pill and had someone feed it to her.

"Alright, she'll wake up soon. This is all I can do. Let them figure out the rest on their own. After all, Junior Brother Ye is proficient in alchemy, and the rest of us can't compare!"

"Junior Brother Lan, why are you still so sarcastic?"

The sect leader was extremely anxious and became angry when he heard Lan Le's sarcastic words.

Upon hearing this, Lan Le glanced at him indifferently, shook his hand and left, but he didn't care about the sect leader's expression.

Being able to come to rescue people is already a favor to the sect leader.

Otherwise, even if the person died, he would not come to help, so as not to get into trouble!

"..."

The sect leader's eyelids twitched and a feeling of powerlessness arose in his heart.

These people are becoming increasingly difficult to manage!

"Senior Sister Ye! Senior Sister Ye! Are you feeling better?"

An Ze was standing by the bed, looking extremely nervous. He had just seen Senior Sister Ye covered in blood, and he was so scared that his heart almost stopped.

Nothing must happen to her!

Ye Chuxue slowly woke up, and before she could answer, she vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

"Wow……"

The blood was mixed with various black colors, which looked very scary.

“Pill…Pill…Pill…”

While vomiting, she touched the storage ring, but was horrified to find that the storage ring was gone!

"The ring... the ring... is gone!"

Ye Chuxue's pupils trembled, and she looked around hurriedly, her face flushing unnaturally red in anxiety.

"What? The storage ring is missing?"

Everyone was shocked and hurriedly asked her to look carefully again. Later, they called the disciples who brought her back to interrogate them, but they all said that they did not see the ring.

"Impossible... My ring... My pills are still in it! And my other stuff!"

Ye Chuxue got out of bed in a hurry, supported An Ze and tried to stumble out.

"It's... it's someone from the Shenxing Auction House... It's their people... That person is a demon cultivator! The auction house... is hiding a demon cultivator..."

"Master, you... need to help us!"

Her eyes were bloodshot with hatred, and her heart was filled with hatred just thinking about that evil cultivator.

If I hadn't met him, I would have brought the elixir back long ago!

"Demon cultivator?"

Bai Yang was shocked. "What kind of demon cultivator? Are there demon cultivators in the auction house?"

He didn't even notice.

"Yes... that's the host... he's a demon cultivator!!!"

Ye Chuxue nodded heavily, "I just left and he showed up, trying to steal my pills..."

"It must be him. He must have stolen my storage ring..."

She was so anxious that she almost cried.

After so many years of practice, all her treasures are in the storage ring. What's the difference between this and asking for her life?
"Let's go to the Shenxing Auction House! They actually dared to harbor a demon cultivator. I want to see how they explain it!"

The sect leader was furious. He actually set his sights on the true disciples of the Wentian Sect. It was totally out of his mind!
He immediately called two elders and took Ye Chuxue and others to rush to the Shenxing Auction House.

I swear to get an explanation!

*In the black market trading area, Song Wanning was wearing a black robe, covering her figure tightly.

She arrived at the main hall of the trading area and was immediately greeted by someone.

"Is this fellow Taoist selling or buying something?"

"sell things."

Song Wanning's low voice rang out, "This thing is not ordinary. I want to trade with your boss face to face."

The black market is everywhere in the world of immortal cultivation. The black market she chose this time is only two cities away from the auction house, so it is convenient for her to rush back to the auction house after selling things.

That bead was also a tough nut to crack, and was still suffering from the burning flames in the Song family. She had no time to take care of it for the time being.

Let’s sell the storage ring first.

"Haha, our boss is not someone you can just meet casually. I hope you can forgive me."

The waiter bowed happily, but his attitude was very tough and he didn't let Song Wanning go to see anyone.

Song Wanning was not in a hurry. Instead, she looked at him with a smile and said, "It's okay if you don't let me see it. I'm just worried that you won't be able to get this treasure."

Her relaxed expression and nonchalant attitude gave the waiter a bad feeling.

If you really miss the treasure, you will definitely be in trouble if people find out later.

"Please wait a moment, my friend. I will report right away!"

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to ask for instructions first.

Song Wanning nodded and wandered around casually.

Most of the monks who come to the black market are fully armed like her and don't want to be recognized by anyone.

Most of the things sold here are stolen goods that cannot be seen in the light of day.

Ye Chuxue's storage ring was given to her by Gu Qingyuan when she entered the sect. There were restrictions in it. If she tried to erase Ye Chuxue's spiritual mark by force, Gu Qingyuan would definitely find out.

Not only did I get into a lot of trouble, but I also didn't get any benefits. It was a huge loss.

It would be better to take it to the black market.

one stone two bird.

After a while, the waiter came out respectfully and said, "The master wants to see you."

Song Wanning curled her lips into a smile, then quickly walked into the dark room.

In the dark room, there was only a goose-pea-sized candle burning dimly, and the whole room was flickering.

The door of the dark room slowly closed, and Song Wanning casually dragged a stool and sat down, crossing one leg over the other, looking particularly arrogant.

A figure walked forward from the darkness, and a light laugh echoed in the room.

"You are quite courageous, fellow Daoist."

A graceful figure appeared in front of Song Wanning. Her stunning appearance made her raise her eyebrows in surprise, with a flash of amazement in her eyes.

It turns out that the owner of the black market is an unparalleled beauty!
She is wearing a black tight-fitting outfit that tightly wraps her sexy figure, and every move she makes is full of charm.

If she were a man, she might fall at his feet.

"Haha...it turns out that fellow Taoist is a young lady..."

The black market owner strode over briskly, and in a few steps he was next to Song Wanning, leaning against her casually.

A pair of slender hands climbed onto her shoulders and then groped downwards.

Her eyes were full of charm, and her pupils seemed to be able to seduce and captivate people.

Song Wanning grabbed her restless hand and chuckled.

"Put away your soul-stealing technique. It is useless against me."

He actually wanted to use soul-stealing to disturb her mind?
The black market owner's smile froze for a moment, then deepened. He touched the back of Song Wanning's hand before reluctantly taking it back.

"So you are the Yuanying Zhenjun. How disrespectful!"

"Tell me, what deal do you want to make with me?"

(End of this chapter)