Chapter 32: Chapter 32: Transaction

Wang Xuan watched this scene, still a bit puzzled about what exactly Shi Tie did to attract the attention of such a Demon, making its projection descend.

At the very least, Wang Xuan had never heard of a Demon daring to appear on the Mother Star and spreading summoning methods on the news.

“May I ask which Demon Lord you are? I still don’t know your esteemed name,” Wang Xuan asked.

The Demon snorted coldly, “You may respectfully call me the Demon King Gulong, one of the rulers of Hell! Being able to see my projection is your honor.”

Wang Xuan guessed that the big shot at the Immortal Martial Combat Hall must have noticed this scene. After all, he was out fishing, and the person qualified to reel in the net was always watching him.

“The Demon King Gulong? One of the rulers of Hell?” Wang Xuan was still somewhat shocked, knowing that one of the three massive worlds the Mother Star was contacting was Hell.

This world was filled with bloodshed, and the air was suffused with dark demon nature energy, even the sun was blood-red, emitting a chill that was not suited for human survival.

In this era, dark energy was overly abundant, unfortunately reaching its peak and then declining, having long been self-destructive, and before the world collapsed, the demon creatures were all looking for a way out.

The demons of this world were very powerful, wanting to conquer Earth, but unfortunately lacked the strength, instead becoming a training ground for Earth’s various major forces, with a new generation of disciples entering year after year for training or to obtain a few usable resources.

“Yes!” Gulong said proudly, “Where’s your offering? Quickly present it!”

Wang Xuan didn’t expect Shi Tie to actually be a follower of a Demon, receiving Gulong’s favor, able to conduct a transaction. Unfortunately, the transaction was suppressed by him before it could happen, leaving no chance.

In that case, can he trade on behalf of Shi Tie? But what to use as an offering?

“Demon King Gulong, esteemed ruler of Hell, may I ask how much this person’s lifespan can be traded for?” Wang Xuan pointed to Shi Tie and asked.

“Trade his lifespan? Is he willing?” Gulong spoke, “With his current constitution, he can live for seventy more years, making it a good trade item.”

Wang Xuan laughed, “He is my slave; everything belongs to me, and I can kill him at any time.”

This Shi Tie still had some utility value before death. He took the opportunity to snap a few photos to ensure he didn’t fail the task later.

Gulong nodded, flapping a pair of demon wings, “Lifespan is a good thing. What do you want?” He enjoyed trades, liked being worshipped, then casually giving away some trifles, reaping what to him was extremely delicious fruit.

“I lack money. You give me a large amount of gold, diamond, and jade, any of these are fine. I don’t mind having more,” Wang Xuan said. He certainly wouldn’t mind having more; money could be turned into cultivation resources, let alone owing Li Daoming fifty million; the laboratory was also a money pit.

Gulong’s face darkened, snorting, “Don’t talk to me about physical things. It’s too energy-consuming to transport them, not worth it.

Don’t you want power? If I grant you a bit of magic power, your physical constitution can be enhanced tenfold in an instant; with power, you can naturally obtain wealth!”

This Demon’s temptation, however, was completely ignored by Wang Xuan. How could there be such a good thing? Accepting such power might gradually transform him into a Demon or affect future cultivation.

He wouldn’t do such short-sighted things!

Remembering his spiritual issues, the old man with a smoking pipe said he needed improvement, and there was a rumor that Demons were good at manipulating people’s hearts, tempting them and bringing chaos.

Perhaps he could gain something here.

“I want the power to control my own and others’ minds, preferably a self-cultivation technique, no need for you to grant it directly; that way, I can trade for more parts.” Wang Xuan said.

“You’re quite smart.” Gulong was in fact happy to trade cultivation and martial skills, he had traded them with tens of thousands of people, always giving these things, with no loss.

“In the endless Abyss, there is a psychic expert named the Controller. He is best at the Path of the Mind, and the foundational Chapter of the Demon Technique he created is circulated in various worlds. I happen to have it and will give it to you.”

Gulong wore a broad smile, secretly sneering; this thing seemed widely circulated and cultivation yielded great returns, but those who knew the inside story didn’t dare cultivate it, because once cultivated to a certain realm, the person’s heart and spirit would drastically change, behaving like a completely different person.

Of course, there was a modified version, but he wouldn’t give it to Wang Xuan.

He pointed to the unconscious Shi Tie, chanting an incantation, and before long Shi Tie convulsed all over, a stream of Life Origin flowed away, and the person began to age.

Thinking of something, Wang Xuan said, “His flesh and blood are also yours, so I don’t have to deal with it.” Transferring and disposing of a body in the city was indeed a bit troublesome.

“Very well.” Gulong laughed heartily, and Shi Tie’s flesh and blood were completely devoured, converted to energy, his original body leaving only a thin layer of ash.

“I’ve already received the trade item, and I will give you the cultivation technique you want!” The demon shadow drifted around the living room and casually swiped, revealing a large amount of text on the wall, in Chinese characters evidently understanding the language.

Wang Xuan used his personal terminal to quickly snap photos, even multiple backups, to avoid losing them, allowing him to relax. This cultivation technique, named the Heart Spirit Demon Scripture, only included the parts up to Earth Immortal, an unexpected gain for him.

Whether or not to use it was another matter.

Gulong looked at Wang Xuan and spoke again, “Would you still like to trade with me? You have a hundred years of lifespan, the exchange for which you can obtain the Earth Immortal part of the Heart Spirit Demon Scripture.

Lifespan, you see, can be made up for as long as your cultivation level rises a few tiers.”

Wang Xuan’s Life Origin was much more powerful than Shi Tie’s, and due to his exceptional talent, his origin was also extraordinary, different from ordinary people.

“No need, perhaps we can trade again if there is a chance in the future.” Wang Xuan shook his head, stomping down hard to erase a corner of the array altar.

“You are a great trader, I will await your next call.” Gulong said, his figure gradually fading and finally disappearing altogether.

Once the demon projection vanished, Wang Xuan began to clean up the house, wiping away all traces. Shi Tie didn’t leave much behind, and his cultivation level wasn’t strong, only at the Skin Refining Realm.

When he cleared the text off the wall, he was surprised to find large segments of text erased. These words were spread across various sections of the Heart Spirit Demon Scripture, with no pattern.

“What was erased here, and who erased it?” Wang Xuan was puzzled. Upon closer inspection, new text appeared on the side of the Heart Spirit Demon Scripture… the handwriting differing from that of the Demon King Gulong.

“Originally hidden malice, embedded Demon Embryo cultivation method, if cultivated to great success, the Demon Embryo devours the soul, taking over stealthily, you are no longer you.”

The text flowing gracefully, with a special flavor, like boxing intent, gave Wang Xuan the feeling of Celestial Treasure engravings, clearly indicating the writer had an extremely high cultivation realm.

“Good stuff.”

Wang Xuan rejoiced, realizing the big shot at the Immortal Martial Combat Hall did him a huge favor, so he could cultivate the Heart Spirit Demon Scripture. He quickly noted down the modified version before erasing it.

As for the mysterious text written, he covered it with a painting, to ponder over it slowly later, extracting as much insight as possible.

He did not know, however, that an old man, puffing on a smoking pipe, was cursing, mumbling: “That kid truly has audacity, daring to trade with a Demon, easily deceived and tempted, but at least he has a clear mind.”

Clearly, Shi Tie’s lifespan wasn’t worth trading with that Demon for the Heart Spirit Demon Scripture, and the Demon gave this cultivation technique to harm Wang Xuan. If the temptation succeeded, and he summoned Gulong with blood and life to constantly trade, that would be perfect.

“Asked you to fish, and you nearly got eaten by a shark. The Demon King is one of the top strongmen in Hell, even I can’t provoke him, that kid truly is fearless because of ignorance.”

Wang Xuan, on the other hand, was in a good mood, having not only completed the Assassin Alliance’s rookie mission but also gained a mind-enhancing cultivation technique, even though it sounded like a Demon Technique.

What Wang Xuan didn’t know was that a few hundred meters away, someone stood with a sword, using Divine Thought to scan the room. Seeing Wang Xuan inside, a surge of killing intent arose in his heart.

Blocking someone else’s opportunity is equivalent to obstructing the pursuit of the Great Way of immortality, as serious as killing their parents, and Wang Xuan inadvertently severed his opportunity, creating a great feud!

Originally, the plan was for Celestial Sword Mountain to receive forty percent of the Otherworld’s benefits, and he was involved. With the Mother Star’s fortune blessing, there was a chance to advance to a higher realm.

But with the 40% benefits reduced to 30%, he was kicked out of the team developing the Otherworld, leaving him unsure when he’d advance to a higher realm, understandably fueling his anger.

And the culprit, in his view, was Wang Xuan! Without this meddlesome fellow, how could this blunder have occurred?

Wang Xuan must die! Otherwise, his heart’s resentment will not dissipate! Without a clear heart, how can one cultivate!

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