Chapter 541: Chapter 349: Enfeoffnt Decree_2
The so-called “Dao diminishes and demons increase” is not rely a taphor.
In a certain sense, it cruelly points out one of the ultimate truths of any world.
Due to the Blood God’s failed reliance on the Heavenly Dao, the Netherworld, once a thriving and flourishing world, rapidly declined, leading to the rise of Ghost Path forces over the past ten thousand years, with ghost cultivators becoming increasingly rampant over the last millennium.
In recent years, the rule of the Heavenly Dao Sect had gradually weakened, giving countless oppressed forces a glimpse of hope.
In the last thousand years, the Ghost God Association, Heavenly Rebel Alliance, evil sects, ghost cultivators, demon cultivators, and various other forces had repeatedly caused trouble, agreeing tacitly to spark nurous major events, inevitably causing the Heavenly Dao Sect to be distracted and overwheld.
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anwhile, after Zhao Sheng finished seeing his grandson Zhao Hongyun and naming him Zhao Lingyun, he returned to his seclusion to refine the Five Passes God.
At this ti, because he was single-mindedly focused on refining the Vengeful Spirit, he was unaware of the undercurrents stirring in Chu State City, with multiple forces secretly causing trouble.
After creating the Golden Toad, Zhao Sheng spent forty-three days using his own lungs as a base to refine a “God of Fortune.”
With this, three of the Five Passes God were completed, lacking only the snake and the rat gods.
That day, in a secluded corner of the East City Fang Market in Chu State City, the darkness slightly stirred, and a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air.
Zhao Sheng had just appeared there when suddenly his brow furrowed, and his Divine Sense burst forth from his body, spreading out in all directions.
His Divine Sense enveloped the nearby streets where every household had white banners hanging at their doors, and cries of mourning ca from most of the hos.
Many hos were deadly quiet and empty, with few living people breathing; even many of those alive had faces covered in black sores, showing signs they would not live much longer.
Zhao Sheng couldn’t help but mutter to himself in surprise, “Hmm, what happened? Why have so many people died?”
“No!”
He suddenly felt a stir in his heart, as if realizing sothing, his figure flashed, suddenly turning into nothingness.
The next mont, Zhao Sheng had already appeared in the backyard of Zhao Mansion.
Upon appearing, his expression grew even grimr, for there was no one inside or outside Zhao Mansion; nearly a hundred people from Zhao Mansion had disappeared without a trace.
“Hmph!”
Zhao Sheng snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and disappeared in an instant.
Monts later, after making his way through most of Chu State City, he discovered that Chu State City was completely under lockdown, with no one other than those permitted by the governnt allowed to leave their hos.
By now, he had learned from the people that the city had suddenly been struck by a devastating plague half a month ago.
The onset of this plague was so sudden and fierce that it took only two days from infection to death.
Unfortunately, it had erupted just as the calamity of the starving ghosts was rampant.
With two disasters striking at once, not only did many city residents die, but the fate of tens of thousands of the affected people was even worse, nearly none surviving.
Twenty days before Chu State City was locked down, people and families with connections had fled the city, leaving mostly ordinary citizens who could not leave.
Half a day later, Zhao Sheng secretly investigated the entire city and roughly estimated that at least three hundred thousand people had died in this disaster.
That’s right!
Five Wheel Wanderers and the Plague Taoist, among other evil demons of the Outer Path, flatly refused to conceal their identities, almost flaunting their defiance openly and provocatively targeting the Heavenly Dao Sect and other forces of the Righteous Path.
Zhao Sheng also quickly learned from two junior Qi Refinent cultivators that the Divine Prison had been suddenly breached with inside and outside help, and many prisoners had escaped.
This, too, had incited the Heavenly Dao Sect and the Da Gu Court to furious anger, leading them to issue a manhunt decree, offer substantial rewards, and dispatch several Golden Core Main Priests to chase down the Five Wheel Wanderers and the Plague Taoist.
However, these two had already vanished without a trace.
“Hmph, quite the audacity!” Zhao Sheng’s gaze turned icy as he disappeared from the spot in an instant.
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Half a day later, inside the Black Market of Zhenyun Peak.
On the west side of the market, there stood a colossal pagoda-like building that covered over ten acres and rose about thirty feet high.
Two white-robed Great Hans stood motionless on either side of the grand entrance, their auras subtly revealing that they were both at Qi Refining Late Stage.
The large sign hanging above the door bore the golden characters for “Chu King’s Comrce,” with the lettering emanating a glaring golden light, making it extraordinarily conspicuous.
At this ti, passersby hurried past the entrance, and occasionally, so entered the great doors of the Trading House.
This place was the largest trading hall within the Black Market.
The Chu King’s Comrce was a business ford by the Gu Family leading various major cultivation clans in Diancang Province.
“This is the place, I hope it won’t disappoint …”
A man in a green robe muttered softly to himself before turning and heading toward the grand entrance.
This person was none other than Zhao Sheng in disguise.
“Senior, please halt, may I see your invitation?” asked a burly man in white robes as he slightly bowed, his face wearing a smile.
Seeing this, Zhao Sheng shook his head, “I do not have one.”
“I’m sorry, but without an invitation, you cannot enter.”
The white-robed burly man said sternly.
Zhao Sheng’s eyes flashed, and a strong aura slowly rose from him while his Divine Sense spread out, entering the building.
He waited a mont, then shook his head, about to leave.
“Senior, please wait. My na is Fang Zhuo, one of the managers of the auction house. May I know how to address you?” Just then, a handso young man in his twenties wearing a light red robe hurried out from the door, calling out to Zhao Sheng very politely.
“Daoist Fang is courteous. My surna is Zhao. I am a Loose Cultivator,” Zhao Sheng replied, turning to face him with a calm inquiry.
“So it is Senior Zhao. You might be unaware since you have just arrived in Chu State City, but due to recent unusual circumstances, our establishnt has had to implent an invite-only policy,” Fang Zhuo explained.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng’s face briefly showed a hint of surprise, but he quickly regained his composure.
“Daoist Zhuo, might it be possible for an old man like to obtain one such invitation?” Zhao Sheng asked, his mind quickly turning.
“Senior rely needs to pass a test to co in. Given your cultivation at the Foundation Establishnt Realm, passing the test should not be difficult,” Fang Zhuo said with a light smile.
Zhao Sheng successfully entered the auction hall after spending the ti it takes to drink a cup of tea.
Later, in a quiet room on the third floor, Zhao Sheng had a placid expression, but his eyes flickered as if pondering sothing.
In front of him on a Jade Table, several Jade Boxes were placed.
At that mont, Fang Zhuo sat opposite him, carefully assessing the Spirit Pills within the Jade Boxes, his face gradually showing delight.
A while later, Fang Zhuo closed the Jade Box and said thoughtfully, “Senior’s Alchemy Skill is admirable. This third-tier Demon-expelling Pill has clear Elixir Patterns and is of excellent quality, at least top-grade. Such a Treasure Pill should fetch at least seventy to eighty thousand Spirit Stones. May I ask what Treasure you wish to exchange it for?”
“You finish looking at the other boxes first,” Zhao Sheng said.
As he spoke, he waved his right hand and all the lids of the Jade Boxes on the table flipped open, revealing inside one Elixir after another, sending wafts of Elixir Fragrance and showing miraculous signs.
“This is… a Resurrection Pill… a Blood Spirit Foundation Establishnt Pill… a Plague Avoiding Pill… all are Middle-Upper Grade,” Fang Zhuo, shocked by the Spirit Pills within the boxes, was left dumbfounded.
“I would like to exchange for an Enfeoffnt Decree. I just don’t know if Chu King’s Comrce possesses such a Treasure,” Zhao Sheng said, then nonchalantly picked up a teacup and took a sip.
Thump, thump, thump!
Fang Zhuo quickly closed all the Jade Boxes and then couldn’t help but gasp deeply twice, with a troubled expression, he said, “Senior, this is a bit difficult for . How precious is an Enfeoffnt Decree, how could it be easily bought or sold by a Trading House?”
Zhao Sheng put down his teacup and casually remarked, “Oh, is that so? Perhaps the price I offered was too low, or perhaps you simply don’t have the authority to trade? Have your superior co out then! This deal is too much for you to handle.”
“Senior, please wait a mont!” Fang Zhuo’s expression changed upon hearing this, and after so thought, he stood up with difficulty, bowed, and hurriedly left the room.
About the ti it takes to drink a cup of tea later, a middle-aged man with stern features and a beaming smile walked in, holding a golden box about a foot in size.
He sat down, casually pushed the golden box across to Zhao Sheng, then flicked a light with his finger, a ray of white light entered the box.
The box’s sealing vanished instantly, then popped open, and a layer of Divine Light burst forth, emanating a majestic and sacred aura.
Zhao Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, only to see a dark golden seal taking the shape of Heavenly Round and Earthly Square, exuding layers of soft Divine Light within the golden box.
Yet this seal seed sowhat illusory, as if existing between reality and fantasy.
“Is this… the legendary Enfeoffnt Decree?” Zhao Sheng said as he witnessed this scene, a flicker of unusualness flashing through the depths of his eyes.
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