Celestial Refining Divine Scripture

Watching Liou Xueyan leave, Xu Yang’s face was expressionless.

The East Continent Blood Marsh Order—this was indeed a huge problem.

Being targeted by such an assassin organization, no one could live in peace.

After all, they’d even managed to hunt down Golden Immortals before.

They failed the mission, and the assassin was killed as well—this was a blatant slap in the face.

Assassin organizations all cared about their reputation.

"It seems, if I want to hear the real mastermind myself, I’ll have to go find this East Continent Blood Marsh."

"But, it can’t be unrelated to you and your Yang Family!"

Because other than Yang Yuan and the Yang Family, there were simply no other suspects.

As the thought flashed through his mind, Xu Yang moved forward.

As he approached, the fighting was already over.

A great victory!

"Mr. Xu, none of the magical beasts entered Four Spirits Town!"

A Ming Family expert said proudly, chuckling.

"Thank you all for your assistance."

Xu Yang cupped his fists in salute.

The experts all returned the salute, not daring to underestimate him.

Just before, Xu Yang’s combat power had been enough to fight a Late-Stage Celestial Immortal magical beast—truly terrifying.

"Hahaha, Mr. Xu, you are too polite—protecting Four Spirits Town is also protecting our own interests."

"It’s only right."

"Now that the beast tide is destroyed, the trade fair can continue."

...

Xu Yang glanced at Yang Yuan, speaking calmly: "What a shame, Ice Blade was killed by Miss Liou herself. We weren’t able to force out the real mastermind."

"Truly a pity."

Yang Yuan kept his face unchanged. After a long sigh, his gaze became fierce: "Whoever it is, once found, can’t be easily forgiven. Such nerve."

"Mr. Yang is absolutely right."

Xu Yang nodded slightly, but in his heart, he stopped worrying about exactly who it was—whether it was the Yang Family or not!

It was meaningless.

No matter who it is, if they come, just kill them all!

Fists are the only real truth!

The group entered Four Spirits Town. Cultivators surged inside—lively as ever.

It was as if the earlier crisis outside had never happened; a calamity capable of destroying the town was resolved so easily.

"Senior Brother, once things here are settled, I think we could stay a little longer." Xu Yang walked up to his senior brother and whispered.

Yi Que’s eyes instantly widened: "Little junior, are you getting addicted?"

"Ahem."

Xu Yang recalled some unpleasant experiences but quickly suppressed his wandering thoughts: "Testing pills might be torment, but I can stand it. It’s a kind of tempering for myself."

"Now that I have enemies lurking in the shadows, there might be even more trouble in the future. Senior Brother, your pills are just too effective."

Senior brother couldn’t help but look proud and a little smug.

Finally, someone truly approved.

"If you’d joined the sect a few years earlier, little brother, it would have been even better."

"Second brother, get lost."

Senior brother dismissed Yi Que with a wave, then put his arm around Xu Yang’s shoulder and whispered, "Little brother, senior here still has some of those pills. If you’re interested in Miss Liou, heh heh."

"..."

Xu Yang glared at his senior brother, taking a deep breath: "Senior brother, I want to make it clear—there’s nothing between me and Liou Xueyan like you’re imagining. She’d love to see me dead; I’m not interested in her either."

"But, as for those pills, please give me some, and the stronger the better—effective on both men and women, and magical beasts too if possible."

"Ahem."

Senior brother almost choked, speechlessly glancing at Xu Yang before laughing, "Don’t worry."

"It’s just that breaking through to Golden Immortal is too hard. Right now I’m still short of achieving the peak of Celestial Immortal; if I could reach Golden Immortal Realm, they’d be even more powerful."

"But junior brother, you’re the master’s favorite now. After this tenure ends, can you ask the master to help us with some really potent stuff?"

Hiss—

Xu Yang couldn’t help but suck in a breath.

Ask the master for help?

This...

But if the master did help, and refined some pills that could threaten even a Golden Immortal...

Gulp!

Xu Yang couldn’t help but swallow, his eyes shining bright.

Half a year from now we have to go to the Eastern Continent, and with the Blood Marsh lurking in the dark...

We really need it.

Xu Yang said solemnly: "Senior brother, I’ll try my best."

Senior brother’s face lit up with joy.

Junior brother is the best.

All the messy thoughts in his head tumbled out at this moment.

Unknowingly, they had already arrived at the trade fair venue.

The spacious area was clearly divided into more than a dozen sections, with the six great powers reserving the largest and best zones.

Banners stood at the edges, each bearing their unique insignia.

Up front, all sorts of treasures were displayed neatly: pills, Immortal Elixirs, Immortal Artifacts, treasure armor, and various rare and wondrous items.

All these had fixed prices.

Ranging from first to third rank.

Though there were few of the third rank; more for display of strength than for actual sale.

If you aren’t a Golden Immortal, you probably can’t afford any.

Behind was the treasure gambling area.

Shrouded in restrictive arrays, drifting mists, and coils of seven-colored immortal light—dreamlike and beautiful.

You could only vaguely make out the outlines of treasure flasks, jade boxes, and so on inside.

And the rows crisscrossed, all lined up, each with its own serial number.

Scanning around, every zone split by the six powers was brimming with resplendent treasure light, making the blood boil.

"There really is a Nine-Turn True Immortal Elixir, my god!"

"This pill is the best of the best for a True Immortal Realm cultivator!"

"They say that even among the three top sects in the Northern Continent, there are only a handful of first-rank Pill Masters who can refine it with ease; for second-rank Pill Masters, it’s no walk in the park."

"Celestial Fire Golden Leaf Elixir—for sure, I must get one today."

"Why even bother with the Yang Family? Second-rank talismans like these, every single one is a life-saving treasure for me."

...

The crowd chattered and buzzed with excitement, unable to wait.

They discussed and negotiated; the mood grew ever hotter.

Some people had been saving up for this very day—to find an immortal treasure to boost their strength or to seek a rare elixir needed for breakthrough.

At the trade fair, Xu Yang had no intention of appearing publicly.

The six major powers’ hosts took the stage together; after loudly announcing the commencement, the event officially began.

In an instant—

The crowd surged, hurrying toward each great power’s area.

Moments later, the long street was emptied.

Xu Yang glanced sideways, noticing that the Yang Family’s zone was empty of visitors.

"Nice."

"Even if someone goes, it won’t be many. Even Golden Immortal Talismans are hard to move."

Xu Yang nodded in satisfaction, directly ignoring the dark-faced Yang Yuan.

The state of the Yang Family was not his concern.

He smoothly entered the nearby Ming Family trading area.

Even though he held two million second-rank Immortal Crystals, he wasn’t much interested in these openly priced resources and treasures.

The main appeal was the treasure gambling.

The five great powers had each promised to let him pick one item at will.

And Flame Dragon Mountain, which originally promised three items, later added one, so he could choose four pieces.

This kind of win-win deal was truly irresistible.

"I’ve heard a bit about treasure gambling here—it’s pretty fair, all depends on luck."

"This restrictive array is released from an Array Plate forged by a Golden Immortal; there’s no way to cheat."

"The lowest value here is a top-grade first-rank treasure or resource. By cultivation level, a True Immortal gets one entry for ten thousand first-rank Immortal Crystals; a Celestial Immortal needs to pay ten thousand second-rank Immortal Crystals."

"Each person gets at most seven tries, and with so many treasures, actually gambling something incredible really does take miraculous luck."

Senior brother read the rules with interest, already itching to try.

"No wonder the big powers take this day so seriously—there must be tens of thousands of cultivators coming. For the gambling alone, seven chances each, it adds up to a staggering total."

Xu Yang sighed with amazement and, together with senior brother, slowly entered the gambling area.

A Ming Family cultivator immediately stepped forward and greeted him respectfully: "Mr. Xu, you have one free pick. All the treasures are marked with numbers; just let us know the number and it’s yours."