Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-Eight: The Trade Meeting

nge direction, Shen Jing in front of him climbed over a high mound and suddenly stopped. He turned around and shouted: "Brother Qin, there seems to be a mountain ahead."Let me know if you have any oth...Qin Sang discovered that the cultivators of Xiaohan Domain lacked strong fighting spirit. He missed the best opportunity to hunt down the Tianxing Alliance cultivators and after a few hasty exchanges, they parted ways.

If Qin Sang doesn't use the artifact, his strength will be greatly diminished, and he can only let the cultivators of the Heavenly Alliance escape.

Qin Sang and Xiaohan met, verified each other's identities, and discovered that they were not assigned to work together on a mission, but were going to attend a secret trading meet.

Unexpectedly, after the trade fair ended, they were discovered by Tianxing Alliance cultivators who had infiltrated the event, leading to a fight.

No wonder they were so loose during combat.

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Luckily, they weren't too far from the trade fair at the time and hadn't spread out too much. Otherwise, they would have been picked off one by one by the members of the Heavenly Alliance and wouldn't have lasted this long.

With so many cultivators gathering in Yuncang Dazze, it's no surprise that secret trading meetings exist. Qin Sang is well aware of this, but he has been diligently cultivating in seclusion and has no time to venture out and search for them.

Upon encountering this opportunity, Qin Sang naturally wouldn't let it pass. He immediately sought their guidance.

The secret trading meet was small in scale. After being exposed this time, the place is no longer safe. They are shaken and don't plan to organize another one for the short term. However, Qin Sang learned the address of another trading meet from someone.

The location of the trading meet is very hidden, opening once every three months. Attendance at the trade meet requires a token.

This market is quite large, with all sorts of people, including cultivators from both righteous and demonic paths, as well as scattered practitioners. Mostly they are Qi Refinement cultivators. You can find a lot of good things here if you dig deep enough.

This person thanked Qin Sang for his help and gave him the trading meet token as proof. After verifying that the trading meet was real, Qin Sang often went to it once in a while, and sometimes he could find some things he liked.

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Tomorrow is the day the trade fair begins again.

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Qin Sang emerged from the pass, his aura more steady than two years ago.

He was told to keep a close watch over the medicinal garden. Qin Sang flew out of the restriction and, after discerning the direction, concealed his figure and quietly flew towards the water in the southwest.

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Through the channels at the trade fair, Qin Sang also had a general understanding of the latest developments in Xiaohan Domain and the Heavenly Firmament Alliance.

Currently, there are battles happening in both Yuncang Dazze and the southern region of Tian Duan Mountain. However, there are no signs of a major war. Both sides are holding back, and the strongest fighters on the battlefield are only at the false Golden Core realm. There hasn't been any news of cultivators above the Golden Core realm taking action.

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However, it is said that Jindan cultivators from all major sects have come to Yuncang Dazze, gathering together and secretly controlling the development of the situation. They wield great power and are recognized by all major sects.

They can freely conscript disciples from all major sects. No one is allowed to disobey, or they will be dealt with as treasonous.

Many disciples of Shaohua Mountain have been conscripted.

This kind of fighting isn't the first time, it seems to follow a set pattern.

The most common tactic employed by both sides was to infiltrate the other's territory with groups of people, disrupting important locations like spirit stone mines and elixir gardens, or ambushing lone cultivators, effectively turning the Yuncang Great Marsh into a chaotic whirlpool.

Only a few small schools were affected by the disaster.

Whether it's infiltrating the Heavenly Alliance or guarding the border, casualties are inevitable. Comparatively, Qin Sang found that his assignment was rather good.

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Since things wouldn't truly spiral out of control in the short term, Qin Sang felt reassured and just waited for the spiritual herbs in the medicine garden to mature. After completing the task entrusted to him by Qi Yuanhu, he would decide where to develop next.

It's best not to get involved in the center of the storm.

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Although he was stronger than other cultivators of the same realm, he couldn't expose his magic treasures. Moreover, once caught in a chaotic battle, the situation could change unpredictably, and magic treasures couldn't guarantee his safety.

Fortunately, there's Qi Yuanshu to lean on, so I don't have to worry about being cannon fodder.

Qin Sang swam along the water surface, flying at a slow speed. It took a whole day before he arrived near the waters where the trading meeting was held.

This area has a peculiar terrain. Within an extremely vast range, countless large and small rocky islands are scattered like stars across the sky. Unfortunately, the spiritual energy here is very thin, and the earth's veins are impoverished. None of them are suitable for building caves.

These desolate rocky islands, however, make an excellent hiding place for a trade fair.

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Qin Sang's figure flashed, landing on a deserted island. He looked around for a while, then took out a jade compass from his pouch. In the center of the compass was a drop of blood-red liquid.

As Qin Sang took out the compass and touched the drop of blood with his spiritual energy, the blood drop seemed to be pulled by some force, gradually thinning into a needle-like shape. No matter how Qin Sang moved the compass, it always pointed in one direction.

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Holding a compass, Qin Sang's figure flashed, dashing in the direction pointed by the blood needle.

As Qin Sang flew, the blood needle gradually shortened until it became a drop of blood. At this time, Qin Sang happened to be above a stone island. He looked down.

Shi Island is very small, only a few dozen meters in diameter. The entire island is made up of stones. There are no trees or plants growing on it. Under the erosion of lake water, these stones have moss growing on them, and the bottoms are stained blue-black.

Qin Sang didn't find any traces of restrictions on the island, but when he looked closely, he noticed something fishy on a stone.

This is a worldly mechanism.

This kind of mechanism, if scanned by a cultivator's divine sense, would be immediately exposed. However, used here, it is even more suitable for concealment than a restriction.

Qin Sang fell to his knees before the stone, reaching out and pressing at a certain spot several times. With a series of 'clicking' sounds, the center of the stone split open, revealing a staircase.

The stone steps wound their way down. When Qin Sang reached the end of the stairs, he stood before a patch of darkness. Suddenly, a voice called out from within, "Who is there!"

"Cough!"

By this time, Qin Sang had already put on his cloak and coughed lightly, changing to a hoarse voice, "Those who participate in the trade fair, this is the old man's token."

Saying that, Qin Sang raised his hand and displayed the compass.

After a moment, Qin Sang suddenly felt the fluctuations of a spirit array ahead. A cultivator wearing a tiger-headed mask walked out and nodded slightly to Qin Sang, extending his hand invitingly, "Please come in!"

That's all for now.

Qin Sang knew these people's temperaments and didn't speak. He walked silently into the darkness. After taking only a few steps, he felt a flash of light before him, and his figure appeared in a stone house.

Pushing open the stone door, one is met with a vast hall. The hall is rudimentary, clearly hastily carved out with force.

The trading fair only exists for one day, and the next market day will be held in a different location.

At this time, dozens of cultivators had gathered in the hall. Most of them were like ordinary people, squatting on the ground and bargaining.

This trade fair is quite well-known in the area, and there will be more people coming later. There are at least a hundred cultivators who come every time it opens.

The hall had no exit. Many identical stone houses were arranged around the hall, with barriers sealed, and clandestine transactions were conducted within the stone houses.

There is a second level below.

Qin Sang's appearance drew a lot of attention, and some people looked at him with expectant eyes.

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However, Qin Sang's visit this time was not for the trade fair. He cast a cursory glance and didn't find anything interesting, so he retracted his gaze and set his sights on a stone house. He stepped inside. to have no shield outwardly, yet he could move freely within the poisonous mist. The toxic fumes that landed on his black robe simply bounced off, unable to penetrate even slightly.Here, in the depth...