Immortal Martial Saint, starting with unlimited stat points

"Stirring up the waves."

Zhou Chen looked at the 1,300 Qingfu coins he had accumulated from his frantic hunting of plague monsters over the past few days and slowly shook the rattle drum.

The repetitive drumbeats echoed through the deathly silent world, carrying far and wide.

After some time, a hazy fog began to rise ahead.

Immediately afterwards, a hunched figure emerged from the mist, still carrying that simple carrying pole.

"I carry all the goods; the universe is my cargo hold."

"If a customer has any request, the peddler will certainly fulfill it."

Just like the last time they met, the peddler recited a tongue twister, then stood still in front of Zhou Chen, sizing up the stranger who was shaking the rattle drum.

He sized up Zhou Chen, and Zhou Chen was sizing him up at the same time.

The peddler's steps were much slower than before, his once straight back was now more hunched, and his face had an unnatural ashen pallor.

Zhou Chen frowned as he looked at the wrinkled, ageless face. "You're not him?"

The peddler smiled, a smile carrying a strange undertone.

"If you had started shaking the rattle earlier, maybe 9527 would have come." The peddler's voice was hoarse and full of exhaustion. "He's dead. A few days ago, the ashes of the robbery corrupted his mind, and he died completely."

"The ashes of calamity?" Zhou Chen's eyes flashed as he suddenly thought of the vast black dust that spread throughout the Qiankun Realm.

Is that thing called Calamity Ashes in the Qiankun Realm?

"Is the Ashes of Calamity the root cause of the destruction of the Qiankun Realm?" Zhou Chen asked the peddler curiously.

Since entering the Qiankun Realm, Zhou Chen has only encountered Erlang Shen, who was mentally unstable, in the central Taoist temple of Guanxian County.

Although it was only a few words, it revealed a corner of the destruction of the Qiankun Realm.

Now, if I encounter a peddler again, even if I don't know his background, I don't think he has any bad intentions.

The old peddler nodded slightly, then shook his head and said, "Yes and no."

"Although the ash of the calamity was the culprit that wiped out all living beings in the Qiankun Realm, the real reason for the destruction of the Qiankun Realm was that the gods of all kinds failed to resist the cataclysmic calamity."

"A cataclysmic calamity?" Zhou Chen pondered the peddler's words; this was the second time he had heard the word "cataclysm."

Perhaps because he hadn't spoken to anyone in a long time, the peddler said to himself, "In the last era, the gods ruled the world, and there were tens of thousands of celestial beings and great gods who were registered in the divine register."

"There are countless folk deities, and a golden age of deities seems to be just around the corner." The peddler put down his load, his tone heavy.

"But everything has its limits, and just as all the gods were gearing up to attack the Outer Heavens, a great calamity struck." At this point, the peddler's face suddenly turned cold, and his tone became stiff, as if he were reading a script in a dull manner.

"One after another, terrifying monsters comparable to great gods descended from a decaying outer heaven, followed by an overwhelming black tide."

"Afterwards, one by one the gods were annihilated. Those who were able to retain a trace of their divine will and return to the shrine were the most powerful masters of that time." The peddler's cold eyes turned and looked at the undying divine light barrier in the center of Guanxian County.

"Later, the defensive barrier built by the gods was broken, and the tide of calamity swept in, becoming what the common people called a plague."

The next moment, the peddler's cold expression gradually faded, and his gaze towards Zhou Chen became incredibly surprised, as if he had seen some rare treasure.

"Sir peddler, what was that just now?"

"It seems you are indeed somewhat special; the Heavenly Dao, dormant for thousands of years, has actually projected its will upon you," the peddler exclaimed in amazement.

He took two steps forward and got close to Zhou Chen, his thin, bony fingers pinching Zhou Chen's arm.

Zhou Chen only felt a gentle breeze pass by, and before he could react, he was caught by the peddler.

"So fast!" Unconsciously, Zhou Chen activated the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts within his body, circulating his qi and blood, attempting to unleash his strength to resist the peddler's five fingers, which were as if cast in bronze and iron.

"Hehe, you've got some strength. Looks like you've inherited that person's skills." The peddler felt a sense of satisfaction as he felt the strength coming from his palm.

As one of the embodiments of the way of commerce in this world, he was already extremely weak, and now he could hardly even control a junior who had not yet entered enlightenment.

Even if this person has already mastered the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques bestowed upon him by the True Lord of the Pure Source Mysterious Way.

The peddler was lamenting the decline of his own Dao power, unaware that a huge wave was surging in Zhou Chen's heart.

After activating the Eight-Nine Arcane Technique, Zhou Chen's physical body possessed a strength of tens of thousands of jin. Even among martial artists at the Opening Aperture Realm, very few could surpass him in physical strength without using true qi.

But the incredibly old peddler in front of him subdued him with just a gentle pinch of his five fingers.

Not to mention the speed at which his hand had reached out was so fast that it was difficult for him to react.

"This peddler's strength is at least above the Enlightenment level," Zhou Chen thought to himself. He then bowed and took out a string of green coins from his pocket.

"Young friend, you've saved up quite a bit." The peddler's mood, which was immersed in the favor of Heaven and the decline of his own Great Dao, was dispelled by the rich green light in front of him.

He looked at the strings of green coins and said with a smile, "Young friend, you've saved quite a bit."

He bent down, lifted the lid of the cargo box, revealing a dazzling array of goods inside.

Zhou Chen leaned closer and looked inside. The goods were somewhat different from those sold by the previous peddler, and even the prices had changed.

Breakthrough Relic (Beginner): Fifty coins.

Breakthrough Relic (Intermediate): 200 coins.

Three Treasures' Relics (Elementary): Two Hundred Coins.

Three Treasures Relics (Intermediate): 800 coins.

"The price has gone up?" Zhou Chen frowned as he looked at the price, which was at least double that of the last time.

The peddler wasn't annoyed by his reaction and said with a smile, "Young friend, it's not that I'm heartless. Recently, many outsiders have come to the edge of the Qiankun Realm, and some of them are from the same place as you. Relics are becoming increasingly scarce."

Zhou Chen raised an eyebrow, not surprised that the peddler knew he was not a native of the Qiankun Realm.

The native inhabitants of this world were probably all transformed into all sorts of bizarre monsters when the ashes invaded.

It's just unknown whether the outsider the peddler mentioned, who shares the same origin as him, is from the Great Qian Dynasty he lives in this life, or from Earth in his previous life.

Zhou Chen suppressed his impatience and continued looking down, hoping to find the supernatural relics that had appeared before.

After all, breakthroughs and relics of the Three Treasures are things that can be found if one is willing to search.

Only relics imbued with supernatural powers are things that can only be encountered by chance and cannot be sought after.

The peddler's rattle drum (striking the rattle drum will summon a peddler to sell his goods), fifty coins.

Incense (lighting incense in a specific place can restore one's spirit), 100 coins.

The damaged Vajra Bracelet (only one percent of its power remains, but it is still incredibly powerful), 15,000 coins.

A life-saving hair from a great deity (can save lives and can be used in any world), 150,000 coins.

Zhou Chen looked through the entire box, but still couldn't find the rudimentary supernatural artifact that had been put up for sale.

However, the animal hair that originally had no name has been given the name of life-saving hair, and its price has increased significantly.

"Do you have any relics with supernatural powers?" Zhou Chen asked directly.