"The next transaction is set for today’s date, one month from now."
After Zhao Sheng accepted the treasure, he continued: "Besides the Shadow Sand, if you can find any one of the Kongtong Shell, Void Nether Stone, or Dawn Bamboo, I will exchange it with a superior cultivation thod that leads directly to the Golden Core."
The masked man was exasperated and said, "Damn it! I’ve never even heard of the three treasures you ntioned. How could I possibly find them for you?"
Zhao Sheng calmly replied, "Aren’t you claiming to be a mber of the Black Alliance? If you don’t know, you can go back and ask for help from the Black Alliance. If you still can’t manage, don’t bla for trading with soone else in the future. After all, even though Black Alliance mbers usually hide deeply, they can still be found if you look sincerely."
Saying this, Zhao Sheng glanced aningfully at the stone house.
Upon hearing this, the masked man had a faint savage glow in his eyes, as if contemplating sothing.
The atmosphere on the scene turned deathly silent, but after a few breaths, the masked man concealed the savage glow in his eyes and said in a low voice, "The items you want are extrely rare. If I were to use my once-a-year transaction privilege, at most, I could get ten to twenty grains of Shadow Sand. But using this privilege is a significant matter! I need the first half of the cultivation technique in advance, and it must be an Earth Elent type Golden Core technique."
"That is easy!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Zhao Sheng brushed his right hand over the Qiankun Bag at his waist, and instantly a half-inch thick book appeared in his hand.
Then, he casually tore the book in half and tossed the half with the cover to the masked man’s lap.
The masked man caught the secret manual, gazed at the cover, and his eyes imdiately shone brightly, exclaiming in shock: "This... is the ’Earth Gold Core Manual’."
"Rember, trade again this ti next month. Don’t be absent!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Sheng’s figure vanished into thin air like a ghost.
The masked man, not caring about anything else, hurriedly opened the book. Upon seeing the cultivation technique’s content, his hands trembled with excitent.
But in the next second, he suddenly closed the book, stuffed it into the Qiankun Bag, and then, with an alert gaze, looked toward the stone house behind him and abruptly said, "With such a good opportunity just now, why didn’t you make a move?"
As soon as he spoke, a cold snort ca from the house, and then a burly man with a red bandana walked out with large steps,
Upon seeing this man, he roared fiercely, "If we made a move, we’d both die!"
The masked man was shocked at his words, and then heard the red bandana man speak with lingering fear, "You should be glad that the man didn’t have a murderous intent. Otherwise, today would be the anniversary of your death and mine. Because... because that man had long discovered through his divine sense!"
"What? That man... turned out to be a master at the Foundation Establishnt Realm!" The masked man exclaid in disbelief, cold sweat pouring down, his face ashen with fright.
...
On the other side,
Zhao Sheng returned to his dorm without a sound, quickly putting the earlier incident behind him.
Once back in his dorm, Zhao Sheng lowered the bed curtain and attached four green talismans to the four corners of the canopy.
Whoosh!
The four Barrier Talismans burned into ashes in unison, and a series of four green light shields rose around the bed, completely isolating the interior from the exterior.
Zhao Sheng put his mind at ease, and with a thought, a small jade plate, three feet square, appeared in his right palm, which flickered with light.
The surface of the jade plate was etched with a pattern both simple and mysterious, resembling an endless stack of intertwining spirals, vaguely forming a perpetually revolving abyss, the depths of which were pitch black and profound, seemingly absorbing one’s spirit upon gazing too long.
Even with a divine sense already gathered, Zhao Sheng dared not look too much and imdiately positioned the jade plate upright, followed by placing the piece of amber into the center of the spiral abyss.
Then, Zhao Sheng cut his wrist, using the opportunity of the open wound to let the spurting blood drip onto the surface of the amber.
However, the wound healed too quickly, forcing him to cut his wrist twice to barely cover the spiral abyss with blood.
The whole process was extrely eerie and mysterious, completely emblematic of the untoward style of the Evil Path.
With everything completed, Zhao Sheng ford a hand seal, lowered his head with his eyes closed, and murmured, "吾䭃爥䙷䁕枍...実鵼澬䬕..."
His voice now was ancient and vast, filled with an unknown rhythmic cadence that no one in the world could understand.
As ti passed, wisps of pale fog began to rise from the jade plate, converging in the air above; the fog churned endlessly as though trying to condense into sothing, but every attempt ultimately failed.
After a while, Zhao Sheng stopped chanting abruptly, reopened his eyes, with his face flushed, and his expression slightly disappointed.
The projection summoning ceremony of the Space Immortal Heaven had failed!
The reason for this summoning failure was due to the insufficient quantity of Shadow Sand.
Based on this summoning experience, Zhao Sheng estimated that at least twenty grains of Shadow Sand would be needed to make the ceremony successful.
"Forget it, there’s no urgent need right now! Trying again after reaching Foundation Establishnt should be more fitting." Zhao Sheng put away the jade plate and amber, thinking to himself.
A mont later, he dispelled the barrier and lay back down to sleep.
...
In cultivation, ti flies. Half a year passed in the blink of an eye.
One day, just as Zhao Sheng held a Spirit Stone in his hand for cultivation, the jade pendant at his waist suddenly flashed.
Zhao Sheng imdiately sensed sothing unusual and stopped his cultivation at once, channeling a thread of divine sense into the jade pendant, causing a ssage to pour into his mind.
A peculiar expression crossed Zhao Sheng’s face, and he muttered to himself, squinting his eyes, "Half a month later, the family competition. It seems this year, I finally can’t avoid it. Indeed, the tall trees in the forest must face the wind!
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