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Chapter 2152: Envoy

Figures flew out from the streaks of light. These individuals belonged to different tribes, and their appearances were truly bizarre and varied.

Li Yufu and Yu Nu marveled at the sight. Among the unusual races they had encountered, the most peculiar were a few members of the Jiaojiao tribe. Though small in stature, their facial features and limbs were similar to humans. Yet, here, many were far stranger than them.

Qin Sang's gaze swept across the archipelago, settling on a distant island. The most people flew out from there, many of them winged, their imposing aura the most formidable and openly displayed. Under the influence of these powerful auras, dark clouds gathered high in the sky, and atmospheric phenomena shifted dramatically.

When their auras erupted, the surrounding tribes immediately paled, none daring to challenge them. From these auras, Qin Sang subtly sensed hidden presences, seemingly no less powerful than Patriarch Yuan Xiang, and there was more than one!

"The masters of the Feathered Race have arrived!" Patriarch Yuan Xiang announced in a solemn voice, turning to Qin Sang and the others. "Next, the great formation will be re-established, and the Sea Market will resume. You may choose any spiritual island to settle on." With that, he nodded to Wei Yin and Yuan Jian and led the masters of the three tribes towards the dark clouds.

Qin Sang and Su Nu exchanged glances, found a nearby small island, set up a chessboard, and began to play, awaiting the spectacle to come.

The teleportation hall shimmered frequently, as more and more experts from various races arrived. In a short time, two to three hundred powerful individuals from the Sky Tribe had gathered around the Feathered Race, with more continually joining. Under normal circumstances, it would be almost impossible to see so many Void Refinement stage masters assembled in one place.

Qin Sang spotted Si Lu and Shao Shi among the crowd. They were gathered around a monarch whose black hair was like ink, tied with a jade crown. His eyebrows resembled distant mountains, and his eyes gleamed like stars. Standing with his hands clasped behind his back, he exuded a composed yet dignified aura, making his presence impossible to ignore amidst so many masters.

*This must be Emperor Si,* Qin Sang thought. Emperor Si noticed his gaze, turned to look, and a faint smile touched his lips as he nodded in acknowledgment. It was not a good time for conversation, so Qin Sang merely returned the nod, then looked towards the other side of the archipelago. Far on the horizon, at the edge of his sight, another aura, no less powerful than that of the Sky Tribe, was gathering. These were likely masters from the Water Tribe, distinct from those here, and the two auras showed signs of direct confrontation.

Additionally, there were some scattered auras that neither aligned with the Water Tribe nor sought proximity with the Sky Tribe, keeping their distance from both. The experts from various tribes gathered, seemingly discussing something or perhaps waiting for a certain moment, showing no immediate action.

The tide of turbid qi receded, making it possible to distinguish day from night by the natural light. After waiting for three full days and nights, the crowd finally made a move. By this time, the turbid qi had receded even further, revealing more and more islands, and the outline of the great formation had largely emerged.

"It has begun..."

Qin Sang and Su Nu's gazes shifted from the chessboard. They saw everyone disperse with a roar, flying in an orderly fashion towards various points of the great formation. The masters from the Water Tribe on the other side did the same. Thunderous roars echoed around them, and the sea became more turbulent.

Suddenly, a faint mist appeared in the void, first emerging from the edges of the archipelago. As the mist intensified, more and more islands became enveloped in a thin fog. Before long, Qin Sang and Su Nu were surrounded by a vast expanse of white.

If someone were standing outside the archipelago at that moment, they would see a colossal mass of clouds and mist floating above the sea. The clouds continuously shifted, stretched, and elongated, eventually transforming into a colossal white dragon. Only its head was visible, its tail out of sight, its body thousands of miles long, with all the countless islands seemingly within its belly.

A sudden, earth-shattering roar reverberated. The colossal dragon raised its head, its tail like a long whip. With a casual flick, it altered the winds and clouds, stirred up monstrous waves in the ocean, and tore a bottomless chasm into the sea surface. The Sinful River seemed to tremble. The turbid qi momentarily solidified, then shattered with a crash, and the powerful black tide was scattered by the aftermath. The colossal dragon leveraged the momentum, soaring on clouds and qi, directly ascending into the heavens.

Qin Sang looked up at the sky, discovering a peculiar fluctuation spreading. All the islands were being carried upwards by the mist, rising at lightning speed, accelerating as if to break free from some restraint and shatter this realm.

Boom! Thunder roared in the sky. Everyone's hearts trembled as they witnessed a truly astonishing sight. The colossal dragon crashed through the sky, creating a hole, as if truly intending to escape into the void. At the opening, a white cloud ring formed, then expanded with astonishing speed. Wherever the cloud ring passed, the chaotic forces scattered in the void were smoothed out, and all lingering turbid qi was purged. The roaring tide of turbid qi gradually faded into the distance, almost inaudible.

Peace, tranquility, brightness, and purity—sights previously unrelated to the Sinful River—now appeared before everyone. White clouds drifted serenely. Fine raindrops drifted down, scattering gracefully. The light mist of rain silently fell upon every island, nourishing everything gently and imperceptibly. The rainwater brought life. New shoots began to sprout from the island's soil. Qin Sang looked down at his feet; a hint of green emerged from a crevice in the rock. A tender sprout poked out, growing crookedly upwards, quickly unfurling delicate leaves, forming branches, and finally blossoming into a tender pink flower. It bloomed beside the chessboard, swayed in the gentle breeze, and emitted a faint, sweet fragrance.

In a short time, the barren ground beside them became covered with red flowers and green trees, and a small stream meandered past their feet. Looking at the other islands, they too had transformed dramatically. Some had gurgling streams and waterfalls like white silk ribbons cascading from the heavens; others extended vines to connect with adjacent islands; some grew a colossal tree ten thousand zhang tall, still continuing to grow as if to support the sky; some remained misty and indistinct... A myriad of scenes, each with its unique charm.

The rain eased slightly. The surroundings instantly cleared, and bright beams of light streamed through the gaps in the clouds, dispelling all gloom and chaos. The clouds gradually thinned but did not fully disperse. Mist and clouds intertwined, dense and sparse, and amidst the swirling vapor, a rainbow bridge spanned the islands, hanging far across the sky, like a dream or an illusion.

As Qin Sang admired the beautiful scenery, he didn't notice a peculiar glint in Su Nu's eyes opposite him, as if she had detected something unusual. She subtly glanced at Qin Sang, her expression unchanged, lightly twirling the chess piece in her hand, seemingly absorbed in analyzing the game.

Except for a few special islands, all the islands were now ownerless, allowing everyone to choose according to their preference. The Yuanqiao Sea Market typically lasted for about half a year. It was the premier grand event for the unusual races. During this period, countless cultivators would come and go, with some planning to stay longer, able to build residences.

Qin Sang intended to wait until the end of the Sea Market, so he decided to build a temporary palace on this island. Not one for extravagance, he quickly surveyed the surroundings, chose a spot with excellent feng shui nearby, and activated the heaven and earth elemental energy.

Rumble... Stone pillars and walls grew from the earth, and several ancient-looking stone halls were swiftly built, serving as his dwelling. Li Yufu and Yu Nu bowed and excused themselves to meditate in the hall. Although not much time had passed since their departure, they had endured repeated shocks, and even with Qin Sang's protection, they felt mentally and physically exhausted.

Qin Sang and Su Nu continued their game, calmly observing the shifting phenomena. As the great formation gradually improved, the changes persisted. Aside from the absence of spiritual beasts and immortal birds, the place increasingly took on an ethereal, immortal appearance.

As their game neared its end, with Qin Sang having a slight advantage, he looked up towards the horizon. Yuan Miao flew through the air, calling out, "True Monarch Qin."

"There will be some trade fairs soon. Since most people haven't arrived yet, those attending are mostly masters from the Sky Tribe, and there will definitely be many good items. Would True Monarch Qin like to come along?"

"Where is Patriarch Yuan Xiang?" Qin Sang asked.

"Patriarch Yuan Xiang accepted the Winged Human King's invitation to attend a banquet. Those invited are generally patriarchs or grand elders of the major upper tribes, at least late-stage powerful individuals. Even if True Monarch Qin possesses combat power comparable to late-stage cultivators, his cultivation level isn't there, and as an outsider, he isn't qualified to attend," Yuan Miao stated frankly.

Qin Sang secretly felt it was a pity. A trade fair among such top-tier experts would undoubtedly involve countless supreme treasures; even just observing would be beneficial.

"Brother Qin won this game," Su Nu conceded the game, adding, "I'll go too."

The three immediately set off. Yuan Miao led them towards one of the spiritual islands, specifically the one with the towering giant tree. The giant tree was still growing, albeit slowly. Its crown was like a canopy, and its layers of branches and leaves resembled a pagoda. It stood out prominently, visible from any corner of the archipelago. The spiritual island where the giant tree grew was one of the largest, located at the very center of the islands, with the Sky Tribe on one side and the Water Tribe on the other.

Nearing the giant tree, Qin Sang noticed people coming and going, but an invisible boundary separated the Sky Tribe and the Water Tribe, with no one crossing the line.

"Can we go to the other side?" Qin Sang asked.

"It's best to wait until there are more people. Actually, there's no restriction, but it's more about the mindset preventing people from crossing that barrier. Once there are more people, it'll be normal. However, True Monarch Qin is from an outside race, so the Water Tribe shouldn't be too exclusive," Yuan Miao replied.

Qin Sang nodded, looked up, and saw plump, reddish fruits hanging among the green leaves. The fruits were round like gourds and had no scent whatsoever. Just then, Qin Sang noticed someone sending a ball of spiritual light towards the tree. The giant tree then grew a new fruit, which, upon emerging, split into three lobes, like a gaping maw, swallowing the spiritual light before tightly closing.

"The trade fair will still be a while. Actually, this place is where everyone conducts their shared transactions. Some call it the Treasure Tree. If you have something to sell, you simply hang it on the tree, and if someone with destiny finds it, you can trade here. You can see by extending your spiritual sense that each fruit contains a treasure. If you find something you desire, you can contact the seller through the giant tree..." Yuan Miao explained, eagerly beginning to examine the fruits himself.

Qin Sang divided several strands of his spiritual sense, sending them towards a few of the fruits. As his spiritual sense made contact, he immediately knew what was inside. Some contained only a single treasure, while others included a detailed description and conditions from the seller.

"Oh? What a large cluster of Thousand-Feather Spirit Silk!" Qin Sang hadn't expected to find something useful so soon. Thousand-Feather Spirit Silk was an indispensable spiritual material for constructing Daoist altars. The amount he had previously obtained from the Five Elements Alliance had already been used for building altars, leaving very little. This cluster of Thousand-Feather Spirit Silk was even larger than what he had acquired from the Five Elements Alliance. The seller referred to it as Nine-Colored Silk. The seller did not demand a specific item in exchange; the conditions were quite broad, meaning there was room for negotiation.

Qin Sang immediately extended his spiritual sense into the fruit. To build the altars, he had almost depleted his resources, but later, after acquiring the Lu family's assets, he had recovered his strength and now possessed a substantial fortune. As the saying goes, "better safe than sorry," he planned to continue collecting spiritual materials for constructing altars and intended to make extensive purchases at this Yuanqiao Sea Market.

As soon as his spiritual sense entered the fruit, Qin Sang perceived the other party's response: "May I ask which tribe this fellow Daoist belongs to?"

"I have a piece of Blue Rippling Gold, which I would like to exchange for your Nine-Colored Silk," Qin Sang replied.

Seeing this, the other party no longer pressed Qin Sang for his identity. "What about its size and quality?"

"Its quality is superior..." Qin Sang used his spiritual sense to project an image of a blue gold nugget.

The other party was silent for a moment, then said, "It's a bit small. Today is only the first day of the Sea Market; if I wait a bit longer, I might be able to get something better."

"I can increase the offer." As if he had anticipated this, Qin Sang's spiritual sense continuously projected images of various spiritual items.

"Wait!" the other party suddenly exclaimed. "That Jade Soul Pearl, plus the Blue Rippling Gold, would be an acceptable exchange!"

"Agreed!" Qin Sang immediately accepted. From the Lu family's treasury, the treasures useful to him had already been selected, and the remaining ones were intended for trade.

"Fellow Daoist, send these two treasures towards the Treasure Tree fruit. Once I've verified them, I'll release the restriction..."

Qin Sang, following the instruction, took out the Jade Soul Pearl and the Blue Rippling Gold, wrapped them in true essence, and sent them towards the fruit. The fruit seemed to react. Its stem sprouted a new shoot, growing a new fruit right beside the original one, which then swallowed the two spiritual items. A moment later, the original fruit shook, opened its mouth, and spat out the Thousand-Feather Spirit Silk.

Qin Sang took the Thousand-Feather Spirit Silk, noticing that the fruit quickly withered, leaving only the new green fruit on the stem, signifying that the transaction was complete and the seller was waiting to retrieve their treasures. Treasures hung here were safe from theft, as powerful individuals from the Merman and Feathered races constantly watched over them, and the Treasure Tree itself was not simple.

However, this form of transaction always had its limitations; one might be deceived. Deals involving truly valuable treasures would certainly require more caution, and some illicit items could only be traded privately.

Putting away the Thousand-Feather Spirit Silk, Qin Sang pressed on, his spiritual sense sweeping over fruit after fruit. He soon exchanged for three more spiritual items, secretly thinking that this trip had been well worth it. Yuan Miao and Su Nu also made their own gains.

The time had come, and Yuan Miao called the two to attend the trade fair. Su Nu, however, declined, saying, "I won't go, brother. I just fortunately acquired a treasure I've sought for many years, and I need to go back and refine it as soon as possible."

Qin Sang and Yuan Miao had no reason to doubt her. Yuan Miao said, "There will be plenty of trade fairs later; missing one isn't a big deal."

The three then parted ways. Su Nu returned to her dwelling. After waiting for a while, she quietly left again. She deliberately disguised herself and flew alone towards the edge of the islands, eventually arriving at a secluded small island. The island was covered with slender, emerald-green trees whose leaves resembled bamboo. The wind rustled through them, creating a soft swishing sound.

Flashing into the dense forest, Su Nu found a wooden hut. It wasn't elaborate; it looked like it had been hastily put together. The door was tightly shut. Su Nu landed before the door and transmitted her voice, "May I ask which Venerable Emissary has arrived?" There was no sound from inside the hut. Su Nu frowned. After waiting for a moment, still receiving no response, she asked again, "Is it Lord General?"

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