Chapter 317 - Marketplace

The four men lay on the ground wailing, but they were only met with indifference and not sympathy.

"Get lost!" Liu Wuxie said, returning to his room and ignoring the four.

The four struggled to their feet and exited the courtyard, leaning on each other for support. Before Zhao Yihai departed, he shot a menacing glare towards Liu Wuxie's courtyard.

"Senior Brother Zhao, this is all my fault, and I've implicated you," Zhang Lin apologized after they left the courtyard. If he hadn't looked for Zhao Yihai, the latter wouldn't have been crippled.

Zhao Yihai's heart brimmed with hatred, yet he felt powerless. His cultivation remained crippled unless he could procure a Restoration Pill to mend his dantian, a feat only achievable by someone in the True Profound Realm.

It was impossible for them to even come in contact with someone in the Astral River Realm, not to mention the True Profound Realm.

"I want him dead!" Zhao Yihai said, gritting his teeth. He wouldn't let this matter rest so easily and would take revenge no matter what.

Hearing Zhao Yihai’s words, a hint of joy flashed in Zhang Lin's eyes. They would be able to take their revenge if Liu Wuxie's cultivation was crippled.

"Senior Brother Zhao, do you have a plan?" Zhu You whispered, preventing himself from being heard by Liu Wuxie.

"Let's go and look for Senior Brother Du Sha!" Zhao Yihai said in a menacing tone.

"The Bloodlust Tyrant Du Sha?" Zhang Lin shuddered and was afraid of this name.

"That's right. How many resources do you all have? Take them all out! It'll cost at least a thousand mid-grade spirit stones to ask him for help." Zhao Yihai urged the three to gather enough spirit stones because they had caused this, and he was a victim.

Zhao Yihai was determined to take revenge no matter what.

Liu Wuxie was utterly unaware of this development and was still consolidating his cultivation. He only came out in the afternoon after feeling hungry to buy Fasting Pills.

Since the appearance of the Heavenly Dao Book in his soul sea, Liu Wuxie's cultivation had advanced rapidly compared to before. Both his dantian and soul sea were different from those of ordinary people, and his energy consumption was enormous.

Liu Wuxie closed the gate to his courtyard and guessed that Zhang Lin's group would not return for the next few days.

Logically speaking, he could move to the middle region after reaching the fourth level of the True Core Realm, but he had yet to make plans to move anytime soon.

Living alone here was relatively quiet, and if he moved to the mid-region, he would inevitably encounter someone like Zhang Lin, hindering his cultivation.

There was a marketplace at the foot of the Heavenly Dao Sect's mountain, where people tried to exchange unusable items for something useful.

For example, if Liu Wuxie had spiritual herbs he didn't need, he could exchange them with others for something he could use.

The sect had a few hundred thousand disciples, and the trading volume was high.

Following the road down the mountain, Liu Wuxie could see the marketplace bustling with people.

However, shortly after Liu Wuxie left his courtyard, a few people quietly followed behind him. After all, Liu Wuxie had won over eighty thousand spirit stones the previous day, making him even richer than those top outer disciples.

Spirit stones were the common currency used in the world of cultivation. Liu Wuxie went to the marketplace to look for Fasting Pills and see if he could buy some herbs to advance his alchemy.

Liu Wuxie stopped at a tree. The four people had followed him for quite some time, and this place was the perfect opportunity to make a move. He yelled, "Come out! Don't bother hiding anymore!"

Upon hearing his voice, four figures dashed out from the bush behind Liu Wuxie. They surrounded him from all four directions.

Liu Wuxie had seen them in the Book Collection Hall. But as there were too many people, he couldn't remember everyone and vaguely remembered their faces.

"Liu Wuxie, hand over all your spirit stones or die!" A man shook his sword, demanding Liu Wuxie to hand over his spirit stones. The four weren't weak and were all in the sixth level of the True Core Realm. There wasn't anyone in the surroundings either, meaning no one would know even if they killed Liu Wuxie here.

"You four want to kill me if I refuse?!" Liu Wuxie's gaze became cold. The man who spoke earlier had lost six hundred spirit stones to him yesterday.

He had been camping around Liu Wuxie's courtyard, waiting for an opportunity to make his move. But Zhao Yihai's appearance had disrupted their plans, and they could only wait until now.

"Hmph, so what if we kill you? There's no one here anyways!" Yu Zishi sneered. After all, over eighty thousand spirit stones were a colossal sum.

Liu Wuxie scanned his surroundings with Ghost Eye to verify that no one was there because most disciples were at the marketplace.

"Thanks for the reminder. This means I can kill you four now!" The Heretic Blade appeared in Liu Wuxie's hands, and he had no intentions of showing mercy.

"Hahaha! What a joke! You're only garbage, and you reside in the lower region. You can die now!" Yu Zishi waved his hand, signaling his companions to attack together.

They unleashed ferocious attacks right from the start in case someone came. It was common for robbery and murders to take place in the sect, and ordinary people might not be able to adapt to this environment.

Liu Wuxie had anticipated this before stepping into the cultivation world. The moment the four attacked, they were swiftly repelled by a surging force. Then, he swung his blade, unleashing the Fatality Blade Art.

After the Desolate Devouring Art was inscribed into the Heavenly Dao Book, Liu Wuxie's true essence had become even stronger than before, and each strand contained the mark of Heavenly Dao.

"This is bad!" Yu Zishi's group of four was in the sixth level of the True Core Realm, but Liu Wuxie thoroughly suppressed them, which was unbelievable.

It was already too late to retreat because Liu Wuxie wouldn't give them the opportunity. The reason why he hadn't killed Zhang Lin's group was because they were in his courtyard when the fight had occurred, and he didn't want to leave any evidence behind.

However, this place was different as this was the wilderness, and no one would know if these people died.

Blood dyed the leaves in the surroundings, and Yu Zishi was soon reduced to a pile of skin by the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron. The remaining three were terrified because this scene was too horrifying.

Everyone was scared out of their wits and ran in three directions, hoping to escape.

"Die, all of you!" Liu Wuxie naturally wouldn't let them off and unleashed countless afterimages with the Heretic Blade, covering them in holes like hornet nests.

When flames burned, the four piles of skins were reduced to ashes. This way, even the remaining evidence was erased, and even someone in the Nascent Transformation Realm wouldn't find any trace.

Four cultivators in the sixth level of the True Core Realm were converted into over a thousand droplets of liquids, pouring into the world in his dantian.

When the Heavenly Dao Book slowly opened, a few more runes appeared.

"They're human runes!" Liu Wuxie was shocked because the Heavenly Dao Book would record everything refined by the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron. As the number of runes increased, Liu Wuxie's strength would increase. This meant he could devour treasures to enhance his cultivation.

Liu Wuxie didn't linger after killing the four. An hour later, he arrived at a sprawling marketplace. The air was filled with the calls of vendors pitching their goods, echoing through the valley.

Most people held something by the roadside, waiting to exchange it for something they could use.

Liu Wuxie plunged into the marketplace to search for what he wanted.

"How much for this Sky Dragon Spirit?" Liu Wuxie asked after seeing a strange horn in the hands of a youth. This was from a sixth-grade demonic beast, equivalent to the Heavenly Dipper Realm for human cultivators. This made Liu Wuxie curious about where this youth got this horn from.

"If you're interested, you can exchange it for a Starpole Grass." The youth looked at Liu Wuxie. He had no intentions of selling the Sky Dragon Spirit but wanted to exchange it for the Starpole Grass, which he needed urgently.

The Starpole Grass was also a sixth-tier herb, and this was considered an equal exchange that made sense.

However, as Liu Wuxie didn't have any Starpole Grass on him, he could only shake his head and walk away. Before leaving, he had a hint of regret because the Sky Dragon Spirit was an excellent material for forging spiritual treasures.

The Heretic Blade had already reached the peak of a mythical artifact, requiring many materials to forge it into a spiritual treasure. His spiritual treasure from Mei Zizheng wasn't enough to satisfy the need for the Heretic Blade, and he still required more materials.

"Junior Brother, I can make do with an Azure Leaf Silk if you don't have any Starpole Grass." The youth stopped Liu Wuxie, and the Azure Leaf Silk was one tier lower than the Starpole Grass. It was also a sixth-tier herb, but the Starpole Grass was more expensive and had a more comprehensive range of usage, while the Azure Leaf Silk could only be used for healing and couldn't be refined into pills.

"You're injured?" Liu Wuxie frowned. He didn't have the Starpole Grass or Azure Leaf Silk on him as he had just joined the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion. Aside from eighty thousand spirit stones, he was practically penniless.

"It's not for me, but a friend of mine!" The young man's eyes flashed with a hint of melancholy. His friend was injured saving him, and he needed herb for his friend's treatment.

He had managed to kill a sixth-grade demonic beast by chance and preserved this Sky Dragon Spirit till now.

"If I'm not mistaken, your friend must've been bitten by a Scale-Horned Snake, right?" Liu Wuxie had a speculation judging from the two herbs. The Starpole Grass and Azure Leaf Silk were mainly used to detoxify the Scale-Horned Snake's poison.

"How did you know? Are you versed in medical art?" The youth asked, grabbing Liu Wuxie's arm with a glimmer of hope in his eyes. If his friend hadn't reached his limit, he wouldn't have taken out the Sky Dragon Spirit for exchange.

"How long has it been since he was bitten?" Liu Wuxie asked. He could see the deep concern in this young man's eyes, and this man cherished his friendship.

"Three days!" He was practically in the marketplace daily for the past three days, hoping for exchange for the Starpole Grass. But the Starpole Grass was too rare, and the sect was temporarily out of stock. He had spent all his points in exchange for a few Detoxification Pills to sustain his friend's life.

"It has already been that long? It won't be easy to remove the poison even if you managed to exchange for a Starpole Grass." Liu Wuxie shook his head. The delay was too long, and the Scale-Horned Snake was so poisonous that even someone in the Heavenly Dipper Realm could be poisoned to death.

This youth was only in the eighth level of the True Core Realm, and his friend should be about the same cultivation. It was already his friend's limit to hold on for three days, and he probably wouldn't last another day.

But how could the youth not know? Even so, he wouldn't give up as long as there was hope.

"Thanks for your reminder. I'll try my luck over there!" The youth said, heading towards the more crowded region. He wouldn't give up as long as there was hope.

"Hold on!" Liu Wuxie called out.

"Is there anything else?" The marketplace was closing soon, and the youth didn't want to delay any longer.

"I do have a way if you want to save your friend." Since this youth was willing to give anything to save his friend, such a person was worth befriending. After all, he couldn't rely on himself alone in the future, and having more friends meant having more paths.