Chapter 984: Chapter 553: Breakthrough, Marriage, and Audience with the Fei Hong Ancestor
Seeing the man’s eyes fixed on the Space-Ti Sand in his hand, Zhao Sheng’s heart was stirred, and he spoke: “Senior, do you happen to want these five grains of Space-Ti Sand?”
The short old man ca back to his senses and nodded decisively: “Bai i, I want all five grains of Space-Ti Sand.”
With that, he shook his sleeve, and five pieces of top-grade Spirit Stones flew out.
These five pieces of top-grade Spirit Stones seed to have eyes, accurately flying toward Zhao Sheng.
Zhao Sheng saw this and also waved his large sleeve, instantly storing the Spirit Stones under his sleeve, then threw the amber to the other party with his right hand.
The short old man accepted the amber and couldn’t help but see Zhao Sheng in a different light, explaining: “Rest assured! I won’t let you lose out. Here, Space-Ti Sand and top-grade Spirit Stones are the most basic equivalent items, with little difference in value.
It’s just that treasures containing the Power of Space-Ti are rare in my world. So, every ti I co here, I go through a lot of trouble. So… you understand!”
“The younger generation understands!” Zhao Sheng replied with a smile.
After speaking, he glanced at the White Robed Elder next to him and saw no embarrassnt on his face.
The arrival of the short old man was like a kind of signal!
In a short while, one after another, visitors from the Otherworld crossed endless Space-Ti, arriving at this Immortal Heaven Ruins.
These people were clearly not here for the first ti; as soon as they arrived, they started setting up street stalls, and soon, their stalls were filled with a variety of items.
Unfortunately, restricted by the Laws here, whether it was divine items or supre treasures, they appeared ordinary, looking like common Mortal World stuff.
Zhao Sheng walked around the street and discovered that the owners of the stalls were all sitting cross-legged, seemingly asleep, only waiting for custors to approach and speak first.
Monts later, Zhao Sheng walked to a stall, looked at the various “ores” of different sizes and colors on the stall, and suddenly squatted down, pointing at a head-sized “Gold”, and asked in a low voice: “Senior, how much for this ore?”
The stall owner opened his eyes, seeing a custor approach, but maintained a profound expression, and said flatly: “This is Innate Geng tal, weighing one hundred and thirty-six jun. If you want it, exchange it for ten grains of Space-Ti Sand or equivalent treasures.”
Zhao Sheng probed: “May I handle it?”
The stall owner nodded: “You may, and not just here, but all the other stalls allow it. But once the transaction is complete, there’s no backtracking. That’s how the rules have always been here.”
Zhao Sheng smiled, lifted the “Gold” with both hands, scrutinized it closely, rubbed it for a while, then put down this piece of Innate Geng tal.
“It’s indeed a fine piece of Innate Geng tal! But unfortunately, the purity isn’t high enough.” Zhao Sheng shook his head regretfully, seemingly about to leave.
A glint of surprise flashed in the stall owner’s eyes, and he quickly called out: “Don’t go, the price is negotiable! How about nine grains of Space-Ti Sand?”
Zhao Sheng smiled but remained silent.
“…Oh, alright! For the sake of opening business, eight grains. No less than that.” The stall owner said helplessly.
Zhao Sheng shook his head and turned to leave directly.
…
As more people arrived, Zhao Sheng slowly discovered that a few were not here for trading.
So far, he had seen two people walk out of the street and head toward the gray mountain, their figures quickly disappearing amidst the ruins.
Zhao Sheng also noticed that these two individuals were extrely robust, one with bulging muscles and an iron-like body, his dark iron fists large as basins. The other was completely covered in silver-white bone armor, and the bone armor was growing from within.
At this mont, the White Robed Elder walked up to Zhao Sheng and saw him captivated, kindly reminding: “Don’t pay attention. This matter is beyond what us insignificant ones can aspire to. The ruins outside are filled with danger, a one-in-ten-thousand chance of survival. Only Great Abilities above Divinity Transformation, and those skilled in Body Refinent, dare to step out from this street.”
Zhao Sheng’s eyes flickered, and he imdiately asked: “If the ruins are so dangerous, then why… could it be that there are treasures outside that even Great Abilities find tempting?”
The White Robed Elder grinned, pointed to the roadside shops, and whispered: “This place is filled with treasures, if only you can take them!”
Oh?
Zhao Sheng raised an eyebrow, looking toward the shabby shops lining the street.
At so unknown ti, the White Robed Elder disappeared.
Experiencing an increasingly strong sense of repulsion, Zhao Sheng casually walked through a shop without a door.
As soon as he stepped inside, his expression froze.
The shop was empty, the floor dug into pits, with nothing left, only the bare beams above and around.
Seeing this, Zhao Sheng turned out of the shop and walked into the next one.
The result was the sa as the previous shop, with every movable item taken, cleaned as if by a licking dog.
He checked seven or eight shops in succession, seeing almost identical scenes.
Of course! Who knows how many years this place has existed, countless Space-Ti travelers coming and going, having long cleared out the usable items.
Nevertheless… this indirectly confird Zhao Sheng’s idea that even the bricks and wood, even stones here, in the eyes of passing Space-Ti travelers, are treasures!
To verify his thought, Zhao Sheng randomly entered a shop, squatted down, and started busying himself over a pit.
Once he started, he discovered the ground was so hard. Zhao Sheng had no choice but to retrieve the Dragon Head Sword from the Suru Space, using the flying sword as a shovel, laboriously digging at the soil and stones.
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