I forge immortality with spiritual treasures.

Chapter 180 The Heavenly King Clan
A strong wind swirls, creating a hazy, ethereal light.

Ying Chan rode the Four-Unlikes and traveled for about half an hour through this vast landscape. Finally, he saw towering peaks and cliffs, some leaning, some tilting, some standing, some sinking, some floating in the fierce wind.

Indeed, although Dougang Mountain is called a mountain, it was once a towering peak, but with the passage of time and the ravages of the fierce winds, it has long been broken and broken.

Even the existence of these cliffs and precipices to this day has its own reasons.

The details are now impossible to ascertain. All that is known is that there were once powerful cultivators who sought to establish their lineage on Dougang Mountain, and there were also influential cultivation families and wealthy merchants who wanted to seize Dougang Mountain and turn it into a treasure trove of wealth…

Throughout history, numerous forces have made arrangements in this mountain, but ultimately, none of them have succeeded.

As times changed, Dougang Mountain was never exclusively occupied by any one side, but it became a major scenic spot in Nanhua Continent.

For thousands of years, countless cultivators have come and gone: some intending to collect celestial energy and advance their cultivation; others intending to admire the scenery and behold the power of immortals and gods; and of course, there are also those with unique vision and ulterior motives...

Thus, gradually, relying on Dougang Mountain, a place naturally became a gathering place for cultivators.

As Ying Chan approached Dougang Mountain, he saw many magnificent pavilions and towers suspended in the air beyond the gale-force winds not far away. Each pavilion had a different layout and style. Even in the daytime, they were decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. White jade paths led between the pavilions, and cloud corridors connected the buildings. Everywhere was bustling and prosperous.

Although Ying Chan had heard about it before, he was still somewhat surprised to see it in person.

He thought for a moment, then urged the four-legged creature to go there.

Beyond the magnificent pavilions and painted towers stood a white jade archway inscribed with the three characters "Floating Light Gathering." Many cultivators came and went here, some riding flying boats and cloud chariots, some riding borrowed magical artifacts, and some riding escape lights. But it was truly rare to see someone like Ying Chan, riding a divine beast with such elegant bearing.

Therefore, people coming and going couldn't help but glance at him and pay attention.

As the spotlight focused on the guests, those who were in charge of welcoming and entertaining them were immediately struck by their brilliance.

As soon as Ying Chan landed, they all surrounded him, asking if he needed a guide, servants, or tools for gathering magical energy...

Ying Chan waved his hand to show his refusal, then summoned the Four-Unlikes to shrink their size and put them into his sleeve. He then stepped over the white jade archway and headed towards the gathering of floating light.

However, seeing this scene, onlookers were even more astonished.

Ying Chan had just entered the Floating Light Gathering when he suddenly heard a voice: "Fellow Daoist, please wait."

He glanced to the side and saw a group of people walking quickly towards him. The leader was a young master, wearing a magnificent crown, brocade robes and jade belts, his whole body radiating a dazzling aura of magic, which was quite undisguised. The people beside him were all dressed like attendants.

The one who called out to Ying Chan was one of them. Seeing him stop, the man cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, fellow Daoist."

"Please wait a moment, there is something I need to discuss."

Ying Chan remained calm and simply asked, "What is it?"

The man glanced into Ying Chan's sleeve and put on a smile: "I just saw you, fellow Daoist, riding a strange beast. It was truly magnificent and showed great majesty."

"My young master was delighted upon seeing it and wants to make a deal with you to acquire this strange beast."

Ying Chan had never met this group of people before, and when they suddenly approached him to talk, he suspected they had ulterior motives.

He had no idea that what the other party had their eye on was the strange beast, the Four-Faced Beast.

Of course, not to mention that the contract between Ying Chan and Si Bu Xiang was not strict enough to force this strange beast to recognize another as its master; even if he really had such ability, he would never want to give it up.

However, since the other party did not seem to be aggressive, he simply cupped his hands and replied, "This humble Taoist has no intention of transferring the spirit beast."

Undeterred, the man stepped forward and stood before Ying Chan, saying, "Five thousand magic coins, how about it? My young master is willing to offer five thousand magic coins to ask you for this strange beast."

Ying Chan's gaze fell on this person's face, and he said calmly, "What is the meaning of this, fellow Daoist?"

"Are you trying to force me to buy or sell?" Upon being looked at by Ying Chan, the man involuntarily took a half-step back and said sheepishly, "Fellow Daoist, you misunderstand. I was merely expressing my sincerity. If you feel it's not enough, we can discuss it further..."

At this moment, the young man in the ceremonial crown showed his impatience and suddenly interrupted him, saying indifferently, "If you are willing to give it up, there is no need to wait for a higher price."

"I am Zong Jue, of the Heavenly King Zong clan!"

"Just speak up. As long as it's not too bizarre, I will have no objections."

The Heavenly King Zong clan!

The area was bustling with people coming and going, and all who heard these words were startled.

Because the Heavenly King Zong family is truly renowned, it is one of the most illustrious families in the cultivation world of Nanhua, with a long history and a legacy spanning hundreds of generations, truly a 'great family'!
Even the four factions and three sects would not take them lightly.

Upon hearing this, Ying Chan raised an eyebrow slightly.

He had also heard of this Heavenly King Zong family. It was rumored that this powerful family had sixteen kingdoms under its command, and these sixteen kingdoms were all large, prosperous, and wealthy countries, not ordinary secular countries.

The person before me was clearly from a wealthy family; no wonder he was so rich and arrogant, casually spouting more than five thousand coins and treating money like dirt.

But... what does this have to do with him?
Ying Chan smiled and said, "As I said, I have no such thought."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Zong Jue's attendants tried to persuade him to stay, but he seemed oblivious and stepped into the crowd.

"This……"

The man who first called out to Ying Chan turned slightly pale upon seeing this, but seeing that Zong Jue showed no anger, he dared not easily lose his temper.

He had no choice but to lower his voice and ask, "Young Master, is this all we're going to do?"

Zong Jue simply said, "At the end of this year, during the clan's grand ceremony, if I present a magnificent and exotic beast, I will surely please Father."

Upon hearing this, the attendant immediately understood.

“In that case…” A hint of coldness flashed in the man’s eyes as he said in a low voice, “We will keep an eye on this person immediately and kill him once he leaves Fuguang Village…”

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by someone saying, "Idiot."

Zong Jue glanced at the man and said coldly, "Although there is no mysterious light on that Taoist's body, his aura is harmonious and integrated, so he is definitely not an ordinary cultivator."

"Furthermore, the fact that he has that strange beast by his side, and that he doesn't seem afraid when he hears the name of my Heavenly King Clan, suggests that he must have some kind of background."

"You're just going to kill this person like that? If you succeed, fine, but if you don't, aren't you just making me an enemy for no reason?"

"This..." The attendant was taken aback. "Then what should we do?"

Zong Jue did not answer, but watched Ying Chan leave and chuckled softly.

Just now, in front of everyone, he declared that he was willing to pay an exorbitant price for a strange beast, and even invoked the name of the Heavenly King Zong clan as a guarantee.

Why worry that no one will listen?

He can wait for the person with good intentions to act, and then receive the 'unexpected joy'; why should he do something so despicable himself?

It's just a small amount of money.

(End of this chapter)