Battle Through the Heavens: Xiao Yan, I am your second master

Chapter 146 Space Trade Fair

After three months,

The Space Trade Fair is a rather unfamiliar term in Zhongzhou. Across the entire continent, only top powers and strong individuals know anything about it.

This so-called space trade fair didn't have a specific organizer at the beginning, but after all, everything needs rules and checks and balances.

Therefore, as the space trading market gradually expanded, it was eventually maintained by three sects that were not particularly well-known in normal times joining forces.

These three sects are: Earth Path Sect, Void Profound Gate, and Treasure Mountain.

In terms of reputation, these three sects are probably not as well-known as the Four Directions Pavilion, but in terms of strength, they are probably no less than the Two Sects and the Three Valleys.

The Central Plains is full of hidden talents. Some seemingly inconspicuous and low-key sects also possess extremely strong strength and influence. It's just that due to their sectarian style, they prefer to act discreetly and have never been exposed in the open in the Central Plains.

But don't underestimate their strength just because they keep a low profile. At least Xiao Li learned from Elder Tianyin that all three sects have Transcendent Dou Zun, and the ones in charge of the auctions are all Transcendent Dou Zun, ranging from Ninth-Rank Dou Zun to Fourth-Rank Dou Zun.

The Heavenly Sound Elder speculated that these three sects had a true Dou Sheng (Battle Saint) behind them, whose strength was considerable, and even the arrogant Soul Palace was unwilling to provoke them.

The venue for the Space Trade Fair is located in a desolate desert in the northeastern region of Zhongzhou. On ordinary days, sandstorms rage here, making it completely uninhabited and extremely barren.

But no one could have imagined that this place, which even wild beasts would not want to set foot in, was actually the venue for the highest-level trade fair in Zhongzhou!

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"Is this it?" Xiao Li asked the old man Tianyin beside him.

"Yes, this is it. Why are you so surprised by the sights here, since this is your first time attending the Space Trade Fair?" Elder Tianyin asked with a smile.

"Indeed, there are some, but I can still sense quite a few powerful auras." Xiao Li's soul power swept over them, and the weakest was a two-star Dou Zun, while the strongest seemed to be about the same as the old man Tianyin beside him.

The old man Tianyin stroked his beard and said, "Let's go. This is just the beginning. Once we enter, we'll see what it means to be surrounded by powerful figures. Someone like me, a half-saint, is nothing special. You might even see a true Dou Sheng."

Xiao Li nodded: "Looks like I'll have to keep a low profile."

The old man Tianyin smiled faintly, "That's not necessary. Don't you know that you, Wang Li, are very famous on this continent?"

Xiao Li shook his head: "I don't know."

The Heavenly Sound Elder snorted lightly: "If it weren't for the fact that I and the Sound Valley still have enough deterrent power, you would have been snatched away by another sect long ago. You have no idea that I have already fought with several old guys because of you."

Xiao Li exclaimed in surprise, "Huh? Am I that popular? How come I didn't know?"

"Hey, you'll see soon enough. Let's go," Elder Tianyin urged.

Three people from Yin Valley came to participate in the Space Trade Fair this time. Tianyin Elder led the team, Xiao Li and Yun Yun followed, Tianyinzi was stationed in the Sound Realm, and Wang Ming and Su Wanyin were taking care of the children.

Elder Tianyin led Xiao Li and Yun Yun to a sand mountain, where there was a spatial wormhole a hundred feet in size. Many powerful figures entered this spatial wormhole one after another.

"This is the entrance to the trade fair. It's an independently constructed space, and only a Dou Sheng level expert could create such a space, just like our Sound Realm," Elder Tianyin continued.

"Let's go."

Elder Tianyin was the first to enter the spatial black hole. Xiao Li and Yun Yun exchanged a glance, then held hands and entered the spatial black hole together.

Upon entering the black hole, Xiao Li and Yun Yun felt their vision go black for a moment, followed by bursts of light and the sound of clamor.

Upon closer inspection, the world before them had transformed into the shape of a small town. The town wasn't large, but it was quite lively. The surrounding sky was a hazy gray, with faint, violent spatial fluctuations emanating from it.

The Heavenly Sound Elder stroked his beard and smiled, saying, "This is Space Town, the location of the Space Trade Fair. The area of ​​this space is about the same as our Sound Realm, which is quite spacious as a trading venue."

Take a look around first; there are almost no substandard items here, mostly rare and high-quality goods.

Xiao Li nodded and pulled Yun Yun to look around the street. On both sides of the street, there were some blue stone platforms. On the stone platforms, there were some scrolls, jade bottles, and even weapon magic cores floating. A faint light emanated from these things, indicating that they were not ordinary items.

Behind the stone platform, several figures sat cross-legged. Each of them possessed a powerful and long-lasting aura, clearly indicating that they were not to be trifled with.

"Blood Demon Hand, High-level Earth-rank Battle Skill".

"Thousand Waves Technique, a high-level Earth-rank cultivation method."

"Zongyuan Pill, a mid-grade seventh-rank pill."

"Snow Bone Ginseng".

"Eternal Green Vine".

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Xiao Li's eyes lit up when he saw these things. He had refined a lot of pills for this Space Trade Fair, which took place three months before the fair began.

Xiao Li and Wang Ming worked together to refine a lot of Grade 8 pills. The highest grade was Grade 8 with eight colors, and the lowest grade was Grade 8 with three colors. Xiao Li basically refined all the pills he could.

Three months of intensive alchemy left Xiao Li and Wang Ming exhausted, but the gains were also significant. This intense alchemy not only made their fighting spirit more solid, but also greatly improved their alchemy skills.

It was all worth it. Xiao Li felt that his alchemy skills were now unmatched among eighth-grade alchemists, such as the first place winner of the previous Pill Competition, Venerable Tianhe.

After Xiao Li broke through to the Dou Zun level, he went to Tianhe Mountain to compete with Tianhe Venerable in alchemy again. In the end, Xiao Li won a great victory, which made Tianhe Venerable quite depressed.

However, it was just a bit of a disappointment; the two remained close friends despite their age difference.

. . . . . .

At this moment, Xiao Li and Yun Yun were looking at all sorts of rare treasures, cultivation techniques, and fighting skills in this small town. Xiao Li was only lacking the Heavenly Rank, and he didn't care about anything else. The Xiao family's cultivation techniques and fighting skills were now sufficient.

Furthermore, Ancestor Xiao Kong had his own ideas. He wanted all future members of the Xiao family to cultivate the Xiao clan's Foundation Establishment Technique, replacing all the other miscellaneous techniques.

"Hmm?" Xiao Li suddenly felt Yun Yun's hand tighten, and then looked in the direction Yun Yun was facing.

Xiao Li saw a moon-white sword on the stone platform. The blade was slender and elegant, its entire surface sparkling and dazzling, like a work of art. Yet, this beautiful and dazzling sword, seemingly a work of art, faintly exuded a fierce and bloodthirsty aura.

"Hmm? It seems to have more than just a fierce aura; it also has a hint of domineering intent!" Xiao Li stared at the sword, his perfected spiritual realm soul covering it.

"Yun'er, do you want it?" Xiao Li asked.

Yun Yun's gaze was drawn to the precious sword, and she hesitated for a few seconds before nodding.

Xiao Li slowly stepped forward and looked behind the stone platform. There, an old man with a sallow complexion and a gaunt face was leisurely lying on a recliner, showing no intention of greeting Xiao Li.

"Old sir, how much is this sword?" Xiao Li asked with a faint smile.

The old man slightly raised his eyes and then closed them again, turning his body to the other side, his back to Xiao Li and Yun Yun.

"Two Grade 8 pills that have undergone four-color pill lightning, no bargaining."

"Two grade eight four-color pills? The old man isn't joking?" Xiao Li frowned.

"Take it or leave, don't disturb my sleep." The old man scratched his backside, his tone extremely perfunctory.

(End of this chapter)