nucmednet Chapter 369 Trading
Chapter 369 Trading
Xiaoyuan Palace, Wangqing Peak.
In a large hall, there were three or four bamboo chairs arranged in a row. At this moment, several young cultivators were lying on them, closing their eyes and inhaling wisps of blue smoke rising from the pottery jars next to them.
Lying on the bamboo chair in the middle was none other than the genius Zhu Wanyin.
Although Zhu Wanyin was lying there, his expression was slightly furrowed, as if he was somewhat displeased.
Seeing Zhu Wanyin's expression, a female cultivator nearby immediately smiled and said:
"Brother Zhu, do you think this Spring Fragrance Balm is not good?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Wanyin slowly opened his eyes and looked at the female cultivator.
This female cultivator was also a genius among the younger generation of Xiaoyuan Palace. Her name was Zi Wenyue, and she was the granddaughter of a steward in the palace.
Zhu Wanyin glanced at the two blushes on the female cultivator's cheeks, then shook his head and said:
"The Spring Fragrance Balm is already excellent."
The female cultivator looked at Zhu Wanyin's expression and knew that he was not telling the truth. She smiled slightly and then looked around.
At this moment, everyone in the main hall was someone familiar with Zhu Wanyin. Upon seeing this, Zi Wenyue suddenly said:
"Senior Brother Zhu's talent is first-rate among the younger generation of Xiaoyuan Palace. Yue'er knows that this Spring Fragrance Ointment cannot satisfy Senior Brother Zhu, but I wonder if Senior Brother Zhu has ever tried the Soul-Severing Ointment of the Demon Palace..."
Upon hearing this, the entire hall fell silent. Even Zhu Wanyin looked at the female cultivator with some surprise, seemingly stunned.
After a long silence, Zhu Wanyin finally spoke and asked:
"Does Junior Sister Zi have dealings with the Demon Palace?"
Upon hearing this, Zi Wenyue giggled, then sat up from the recliner and flipped over to straddle Zhu Wanyin's chest. She leaned down slightly, her pretty face close to Zhu Wanyin's ear, and whispered:
"Senior Brother Zhu, you mustn't speak carelessly. Colluding with the Demon Palace is a grave sin that burns the soul. I, your junior sister, would never dare to do that."
Zhu Wanyin remained silent, feeling the astonishing elasticity emanating from the woman on his body, his expression suddenly becoming somewhat playful:
"What did you mean by that, junior sister?"
Upon hearing this, Zi Wenyue immediately wriggled like a snake on Zhu Wanyin's body, and then slowly said:
“A few days ago, I found a way to get some Soul-Severing Ointment.”
Upon hearing this, Zhu Wanyin couldn't help but sneer, saying:
"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
Upon hearing this, Zi Wenyue's eyes crinkled into crescent moons with laughter, and she said:
"Brother Zhu is indeed a straightforward person. The people over there said that they need an ascendant who has refined their body to exchange for him."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Wanyin raised an eyebrow, and in his heart, he began to believe this woman a little more.
This Demon Palace has always acted in a bizarre and cruel manner. When they make Ascension Ointment, they don't keep the ascended beings in captivity to slowly absorb their souls. Instead, they capture them and throw them directly into the Soul Refining Furnace. They have no long-term plans whatsoever.
The consequence of this is that the Ascension Ointment made by the Demon Palace is extremely potent, with effects three to five times stronger than the Ascension Ointment from the Immortal Alliance. However, it is mixed with even stronger evil intentions and is more likely to cause mutations in those who consume it.
Therefore, the cultivators of the Demon Palace are usually shrouded in black robes, and no one can tell what changes have taken place in their bodies beneath the robes.
Furthermore, the cultivators of the Demon Palace have acted almost insanely and do not care about any constraints, so they have been classified as demonic by the Immortal Alliance and excluded from the Immortal Realm.
Those who ascend through body refinement are favored by the people of the Demon Palace because their physiques are more able to withstand the tortures of the Demon Palace compared to other ascendants.
It's no secret that they spend years searching for traces of those who have achieved immortality through body refinement.
Thinking of this, Zhu Wanyin suddenly became interested.
He pushed the woman's face away and then looked at the two fellow cultivators beside him.
Although these two were also geniuses in the palace, they were now trembling all over, lying there pale and helpless.
"Brother Zhu... actually, we also want to try that Soul-Severing Ointment..."
"A strongman quickly said."
The person next to him nodded repeatedly, as if afraid of being a step behind.
Upon seeing this, Zhu Wanyin suddenly smiled and slowly said:
“My two junior brothers, even if you don’t want to try, I won’t blame you. I, Zhu Wanyin, am a reasonable person.”
"Xiaoyue, I am very interested in this Soul-Severing Ointment. I can get my hands on it if I am a Body Refining Ascension cultivator. How long will it take you to deliver the Soul-Severing Ointment to me?"
Upon hearing this, Zi Wenyue giggled and said in a sweet voice:
"Everyone says that Senior Brother Zhu is so obsessed with cultivation that he's gone mad. Seeing it today, it's definitely true."
"This is also Xiaoyue's first time dealing with them, so all I can say is to do it as quickly as possible."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Wanyin narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the woman in front of him. But the next moment, he suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed Zi Wenyue's neck with lightning speed!
Ugh!
Startled by the sudden attack, Zi Wenyue felt the large, iron-like hand slowly tightening around her neck. She quickly grabbed Zhu Wanyin's arm and tried to push him away.
However, as a Xuanjun, Zhu Wanyin's strength was naturally unfathomable. He could easily defeat a strongman like Zi Wenyue. No matter how much Zi Wenyue struggled, she could not escape Zhu Wanyin's clutches.
Upon seeing this, the two cultivators beside them trembled even more violently, and they both lowered their heads, no longer daring to look in that direction.
"Junior Sister Zi, I really want to try that Soul-Severing Ointment, but you seem to have forgotten how I got to where I am today?"
"You think you can make me obediently follow your lead and find people for you with such a little trick? Don't you underestimate me, Zhu Wanyin?"
Zi Wenyue's eyes were rolled back. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but because her neck was being choked, she could only make a "woo woo woo woo" sound.
The next moment, just as Zi Wenyue was about to suffocate, Zhu Wanyin suddenly released his grip, and Zi Wenyue fell backward, crashing heavily to the ground with a thud.
"Cough cough cough cough!!"
Zi Wenyue's face instantly returned to red after falling to the ground, but her eyes were still bloodshot and she was making violent howling noises.
"Let that guy ask me to bring him a box to try."
Zhu Wanyin uttered a low voice, his face revealing a sinister smile like that of a demon.
Zi Wenyue dared not say anything more at this moment, but just knelt there and nodded in terror. Just a moment ago, she seemed to have really seen death approaching.
The seemingly harmless Zhu Wanyin before us now appears to be a perfect example of how the title of the greatest genius in a millennium is not an exaggeration at all!
This title even takes into account his intelligence and courage, making it truly well-deserved!
"By the way, if you don't get it back, I'll report you to the palace. You know, the consequences of colluding with the Demon Palace are terrible."
The calm words spoken by Zhu Wanyin filled Zi Wenyue with despair.
She was already deeply regretting telling Zhu Wanyin about the Soul-Severing Ointment. Even though Zhu Wanyin had only told her to bring back a box to try, she could imagine that once she brought it back, she would be like a grasshopper on a string, completely under Zhu Wanyin's control.
He is really scary.
Zi Wenyue looked at the man in front of her, and despair immediately filled her eyes.
On the other side, Blackwood Cliff.
Ding Yi looked at the scratches on the wall behind him and a muttered expression appeared on his face.
Judging from the timeline, Ji Huanxue should have already started trying to get him out of there.
"That shouldn't be the case. Could something have gone wrong?"
Ding Yi looked up at the narrow, dark cave entrance above and muttered to himself.
P.S.: Happy New Year everyone!!!