Chapter 536 - 50: Blood Cloud Cave, Divine Image Sect

Fang Cheng took the Sword Box and opened it. Inside, the Flying Sword was only about a foot long, including the hilt. Its blade was triangular, shimmering with a dazzling green light and radiating a chill that made one’s hair stand on end. It was incomparably sharp.

Having grown accustomed to Tier Five Flying Swords, he found this one to be no surprise. It was mediocre at best.

’Still, it’s usable.’

He mused aloud, "As they say, a woman cannot marry two husbands, and an item cannot be sold to two buyers. Since you both have an interest, I’ll set a rule. Whoever first gives me a clue about the Demon-Suppressing Immortal Cicada gets to buy this Pure Yang True Fire."

Upon hearing this, the Beautiful Female Cultivator let out a cold, fleeting smirk, a playful look on her face.

She clearly knew nothing about the Demon-Suppressing Immortal Cicada.

The gaunt elder, on the other hand, was taken aback. After a moment of thought, he shook his head and said, "So be it. I shall do the Divine Image Sect a favor today, if only to prevent this Demoness from mastering her Divine Techniques and bringing disaster upon the world."

With that, he sent a voice transmission to Fang Cheng, "My friend, the records of the Divine Image Sect state that a senior Cultivator once witnessed a Divine Tree, forged entirely of what looked like gold, amidst a Black Sun Wind Disaster. Within a Taichu Divine Stone unearthed from beneath that Divine Tree, there was a Demon-Suppressing Immortal Cicada."

"This Demon-Suppressing Immortal Cicada is of an exceptionally high tier. It’s suspected to have formed from the remains of a treasure from the Upper Realm that fell to our Lower Realm. In terms of tier, it could likely be classified as a Tier Six item. Obtaining it will not be easy."

This man’s Cultivation was extraordinary, no less than that of Fang Cheng or the Beautiful Female Cultivator. As he sent the voice transmission, the others tried their utmost to eavesdrop but learned nothing.

After listening, Fang Cheng nodded slightly and cupped his hands. "Thank you for clearing my doubts, my friend."

The gaunt elder smiled. "As for whether what I, Qin, have said is true, you can go to the Divine Image Sect to verify it for yourself one day."

Fang Cheng smiled and turned to the Beautiful Female Cultivator. "My lady, the Pure Yang True Fire has been claimed by Mr. Qin. Please take this sword back."

The female cultivator glanced back with a smile, pointed at the Primordial Profound Embryo on the stall, and asked, "What is the price of this item? Can my Flying Sword be traded for it?"

Fang Cheng replied calmly, "It can."

The female cultivator gave a light laugh. With a wave of her delicate hand, she released a strange light that enveloped the ten-foot-tall Taichu Divine Stone, making it vanish on the spot.

Fang Cheng’s brow twitched, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

’Spatial Divine Techniques...’

The female cultivator’s enchanting eyes flowed with charm. She looked Fang Cheng up and down flirtatiously and said, "If you have the time, my friend, you are welcome to be a guest at my Xuan Yu Pavilion. I will personally roll out the welcome mat for you."

Fang Cheng chuckled. "We’ll see. My lady, your Cultivation is profound, so you must come from an extraordinary background. If you can find the Demon-Suppressing Immortal Cicada, I am willing to trade a great treasure for it."

The female cultivator said, "I’ll remember that. If I hear any news of the Demon-Suppressing Immortal Cicada, I will come find you."

As she spoke, she took out a richly fragrant handkerchief, tossed it lightly, and it floated before Fang Cheng, hovering motionlessly. "You can contact me through this item," she said.

Then, with a giggle, she turned and left.

The youth in green robes followed closely behind without a word.

Beside Fang Cheng, Qiuyu Tan, who was quite displeased with the female cultivator’s behavior, reached out and took the handkerchief. She said to Fang Cheng, "Master, how about I keep this for you for now?"

Fang Cheng glanced at her with a smile, seeing the jealous look on the young lady’s face. "This item has a hidden Profound Mechanism. You must not take it out when you are alone."

Qiuyu Tan was taken aback, then nodded with a solemn expression.

The gaunt elder also added, "My friend, that Demoness is the apprentice of Venerable Red Hair. She commits all manner of evil on a daily basis, and people only leave her alone because they fear her master’s reputation. You must be careful when dealing with her."

"Thank you, my friend." Fang Cheng felt a measure of vigilance in his heart as he verbally thanked the elder.

Seeing this, the elder did not linger and took his leave.

Fang Cheng and the two Qiu Family sisters continued to run their stall, cutting stones and gathering information.

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「Profound Jade Pavilion.」

The Beautiful Female Cultivator walked into a magnificent room and sat down languidly on a Jade Couch. She leaned back, her snowy-white, slender legs half-exposed from beneath her dress, their skin as fair and radiant as jade.

"What is your opinion of that man?" she asked, looking at the youth in green robes who stood respectfully in the room.

The youth replied reverently, "His skills are high, and his courage is great. His schemes run deep. He is no ordinary Dharma Cultivator. If this lowly one’s guess is correct, he must have mastered a Stone Appreciation Technique. Moreover, he doesn’t seem to care at all about revealing this secret, so he must be protected by the methods of a Tribulation Realm Great Power."

The female cultivator felt there was some truth to the youth’s words. Glancing at him, she saw his elegant eyes fixed upon her. He was truly handsome and refined, as beautiful as a young woman, and her heart stirred with a touch of fondness for him.

She smiled. "Bailing, how many years have you been at the Profound Jade Pavilion?"

The youth in green replied, "Mistress, it has been eighteen years."

The female cultivator thought for a moment and said, "You were the one who first noticed today’s matter. There is a touch of fate in this, so I shall grant you a fortunate opportunity."

The youth was instantly overjoyed and said with trepidation, "Thank you for your favor, Mistress."

The female cultivator smiled. "My master has been searching for someone with a Stone Appreciation Technique. Take the Primordial Profound Embryo to Blood Cloud Cave for me and report everything you saw today, down to the last detail. He will surely have a reward for you."

The youth immediately fell to his knees, kowtowing in thanks for the female cultivator’s great kindness.

"Come here. Rub my feet."

The female cultivator extended a bare foot, as white as jade, her words full of frivolousness.

The youth did not dare to hesitate. He immediately shuffled forward on his knees to the side of the couch, took the woman’s slender foot in both hands, and began to massage it.

Seeing his solemn and serious expression, the female cultivator was overcome with a mischievous urge. She extended her toes toward the youth’s incomparably handsome cheek and playfully traced them along his lips a few times.

The youth instantly understood and opened his mouth.

The more the female cultivator looked at the youth, the more she grew to adore him. She found him perceptive and interesting, someone who understood the ways of romance—a rare and wonderful man. A flicker of anticipation for the youth sparked in her heart.