Chapter 331: Weapons

“Daoist friend…” The seller exclaimed and clutched his chest.

“Daoist friend, the drunken immortal wine gourd is an immortal weapon. I won’t sell it for less than one million spirit stones.” He said.

’One million for an immortal weapon?’ Shen Xu sneered, took Zhen Yuan’s hand, and pretended to walk away.

Seeing this, the seller immediately panicked and ran to stop them.

“Daoist friend, let’s both take a step back. Seven hundred thousand.” He said, but Shen Xu shook his head.

“Seventy thousand.” He countered.

“Daoist friend…” The seller called and finally sighed.

“You are my first customers for the day, and I urgently need the spirit stones. Fine then, let’s agree on one hundred thousand.”

After paying, Shen Xu picked the wine gourd and sent it to the space before he and Zhen Yuan left the stall.

Seeing the two leave, the seller hurriedly packed up, gave his neighbours a few spirit stones and ran to another section of the black market.

“He has already escaped.” Zhen Yuan said, and Shen Xu chuckled in amusement.

This was the nature of the black market.

Compared to the outside market, the black market had more treasures and fewer restrictions.

However, most of the things in the black market were either fake, stolen, or robbed after killing.

As a result, only powerful and confident people dared to buy things in the black market.

Thinking of this, Shen Xu turned to Zhen Yuan.

“Ayuan, what’s going on with that gourd?” He asked.

[It’s an immortal weapon, but…] Zhen Yuan answered, but suddenly frowned.

[But?]

[It’s incomplete. If I am not mistaken, after putting the parts together, the final product will be a divine artefact.]

Shen Xu was shocked when he heard this.

[How many parts does it have?] He asked, but Zhen Yuan shook his head.

[I don’t know. Maybe we will find out after you refine it.] He said.

Hearing this, Shen Xu sighed and squeezed Zhen Yuan’s hand.

[Ayuan, you often find treasures but can’t contract them. It’s too unfair.] The double said, but Zhen Yuan chuckled.

[What’s unfair? We are Taoist partners and don’t need to draw a clear line between us. What’s yours is mine, and what’s mine is yours.] The man said, and Shen Xu nodded, but still felt sad.

After all, Zhen Yuan had found countless treasures but only got to keep his law scripting brush, the law tree, the book of laws, the qiankun formation flags, and the silver-grey guan.

Remembering the guan, Shen Xu raised his head and looked at Zhen Yuan’s hair.

Unfortunately, the man was wearing a hood and his hair couldn’t be seen.

[Your guan…] He started, and Zhen Yuan immediately understood.

[I originally thought it was a divine weapon, but I was wrong. It’s the same level as the Qiankun formation flags.]

[Ayuan…] The double started in a hesitant voice.

[Mmh?]

[Do you think there is a realm above the God realm?]

[I…] Zhen Yuan started, stopped and then continued.

[Was it mentioned in the book?] He asked.

[Xiao Weimin was a level seven God when the book ended. As a result, not much was mentioned about the eighth and ninth levels of the god realm, let alone any worlds above the god realm.]

Hearing this, Zhen Yuan nodded and began speaking.

[I have read many books in the space library, and some mention the God realm. That aside, none mention any levels above the god realm but…]

[But you suspect there is a higher cultivation plane above the God realm?]

[It’s possible.] Zhen Yuan said.

After all, his treasures were above the divine level.

If there was no higher cultivation plane, how did his silver-grey guan and qiankun formation flags come to be?

After thinking about it, Shen Xu agreed with Zhen Yuan’s suspicion.

However, their cultivation level was too low, and such concerns were too far from them.

For now, their priority was to secure spirit stones and safely travel to the Tianxuan continent.

[Let’s take things one step at a time. There will come a day when we will understand everything.] He said, and Zhen Yuan nodded before speaking.

[Congratulations on getting another immortal weapon.] He said, and the double happily chuckled.

At the moment, Shen Xu had four divine weapons and ten immortal weapons.

The first divine weapon was the ten thousand faces mask he got from a gambling stone in the Formation Tower City, the second was the evil swallowing cauldron, the third was the enlightenment bowl, and the fourth was the Soul Frost sword.

As for the immortal weapons, they were the Nine Heavens Tower and the incomplete wine gourd.

In addition to these, Shen Xu had the invaluable Chaos Flame Space, the alchemy furnace, and other treasures in the space.

All in all, he was a walking treasure trove and was likely wealthier than any other cultivator in the cultivation world.

[You are my lucky star.] The double said.

After that, the two continued walking around but didn’t find other compatible treasures.

In the end, they walked to the black-market headquarters and asked to see the leader.

Fortunately, because their revealed cultivation was high enough, the leader agreed to see them and the two were led to a private room.

The room was on the top floor of the five-storey headquarters building.

It was sparsely furnished with only a bookshelf against one wall, and a wooden desk with one chair on one side and two chairs on the opposite side.

At the moment, a young woman was sitting in the host chair, and a masked man was standing behind the chair.

Seeing the two, the young woman narrowed her eyes and smiled.

“I have been looking forward to meeting you.” She said.

Hearing this, Zhen Yuan remained impassive, but Shen Xu narrowed his eyes.

“You have?” He asked in a deceptively calm voice, but his mind was in chaos.

After all, it was rarely a good sign for someone to have been looking forward to meeting you when you were previously oblivious to their existence.

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