Chapter 698: Fusion

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"My fellow cultivator is right," a scholar in a green robe echoed, expressing deep regret. "It's difficult for the Thousand Demon Sea to return to its former tranquility after becoming what it is now. Although dangerous, it holds many treasures found nowhere else. It's truly a pity."

Qin Sang nodded slightly, looking around. "I've stated my conditions. Which fellow cultivator has what I'm looking for and is willing to trade?"

He looked at each person, but no one responded, leaving him greatly disappointed.

Just then, an elderly man, seemingly from a merchant association, whispered with someone beside him before speaking. "The items you seek are all rare in this world, Fellow Cultivator. Even with my best efforts, I only have a slight chance of finding one of them: the Soul Guiding Grass. If you're willing, I won't ask for these demonic cores or magic treasures; I'd like to discuss a different kind of trade with you."

The Soul Guiding Grass was an unexpected surprise.

Qin Sang's interest was piqued. "What kind of trade do you have in mind?"

The elder pondered. "The fact that you can produce so many demonic cores at once shows your extraordinary strength, Fellow Cultivator. I'd like to invite you to join us. Once you're one of us, things will be much easier. It won't be a problem for me to request one or two Soul Guiding Grass from the Inner Sea. Even for other spiritual items, there might be a way."

After speaking, the elder used a voice transmission to introduce his organization to Qin Sang, revealing it was a well-known major merchant association.

Qin Sang found it amusing. He never expected to be recruited again after coming to Huntian Island. From this man's tone, his backing organization was even more powerful than the Qiongyu Merchant Association. Unfortunately, Qin Sang had no interest in being beholden to others, especially not selling himself for the Soul Guiding Grass.

"If the Soul Guiding Grass is in the Inner Sea, how long will it take for me to get it?"

A hint of awkwardness appeared on the elder's face. "The sea routes are not safe now. It will probably have to wait until the conflict between the two races ends... But don't worry, Fellow Cultivator, we can draw up a written agreement. Furthermore, joining our association won't burden you with many responsibilities. Instead, you'll gain many benefits that others can only dream of..."

No matter how the elder tried to persuade him, Qin Sang remained unmoved.

Since the elder couldn't convince Qin Sang, others saw no point in trying.

For a moment, silence filled the hall.

Seeing no hope, Qin Sang sighed inwardly and reluctantly said, "Fellow Cultivators, if anyone has spiritual elixirs suitable for cultivators at the Core Formation stage, I'm also willing to trade for those."

More people were willing to trade then.

Qin Sang not only exchanged for several excellent healing spiritual elixirs but was also fortunate enough to obtain a bottle of cultivation-assisting pills, making the trip worthwhile.

After the trade was completed, it was the next person's turn. Just as Qin Sang put away his items, his right ear twitched slightly. He subtly looked up, observing another corner of the hall.

A short, stout cultivator was watching him. When their eyes met, the man nodded slightly, then calmly turned his attention to the treasure presented by the next person.

Qin Sang frowned slightly, lowering his head in thought for a moment. Finally, he was drawn back to the ongoing trade fair.

Although everyone had waited for a long time, the trading itself was quick. Shortly after noon, the last trade was finalized. The elder stood up, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then announced the end of the trade fair. Afterward, participants left the island in separate groups, as arranged by the market.

Before departing, the elder presented Qin Sang with a compass and invited him to the next trade fair.

After leaving the island, Qin Sang flew a certain distance by sword, then cautiously looked behind him. He landed on a deserted island, took out his terrain map, and found a place called Blackhawk Island on it, which was also in this sea area.

Looking at the small island marked on the terrain map, Qin Sang's face showed contemplation.

At the trade fair earlier, Qin Sang had already lost hope. Unexpectedly, the short, stout cultivator had secretly sent him a voice message, stating that he had a way to cross the Thousand Demon Sea, but he didn't want the treasures Qin Sang offered. He told Qin Sang that if he was interested, he should come to Blackhawk Island to discuss it in detail after leaving the market.

After thinking for a while, Qin Sang decided to go and see.

However, there was one more thing he had to do before that. He was already feeling quite impatient.

Setting up an isolation restriction array around him, Qin Sang sat down and took off the bone flute hanging around his neck. He also took out the other bone flute.

He held his breath, looking at the two bone flutes. They were indeed identical; he couldn't see any difference even when holding them up.

He placed the two bone flutes in the palms of his left and right hands. They had met, yet nothing unusual happened. A look of suspicion flashed in Qin Sang's eyes. Finally, he actively brought the two bone flutes closer together.

'Snap!'

The moment they touched, there was a sudden crisp sound, and the two bone flutes automatically joined together.

Qin Sang's expression changed slightly. He was about to immediately activate the formation and was ready to flee far away if the commotion was too great and attracted the attention of nearby cultivators.

However, after combining, the bone flute trembled slightly, then light flowed across its surface, and there were no other unusual phenomena.

The biggest change was that the power of the Zhou Tian stars inside the bone flute became richer and more apparent.

Qin Sang raised his hand and examined it carefully. The two small sections seamlessly formed a single, slender bone flute, appearing completely integrated, with no trace of a break in the middle.

Confirming that the bone flute had stabilized, Qin Sang cautiously tried to probe it with his spiritual sense. It was still the same as before, like a stone sinking into the sea, yielding no discoveries.

"It seems the bone flute must have other fragments scattered elsewhere, and it won't reveal any power until all fragments are gathered..."

Qin Sang muttered to himself, feeling very regretful.

It was already fortunate to obtain one bone flute in a foreign land. The other fragments were God knows where. If they were like these two, in different cultivation worlds, the hope of finding them was incredibly slim.

Ultimately, he tried many more times with reluctance, but still nothing. He could only toss the bone flute into a corner of his Qianjun Ring.

"It's about time to go..."

Qin Sang looked up at the sky, then sped off by sword towards Blackhawk Island.

By evening, Qin Sang saw the silhouette of a small island in the distance. The highest mountain on the island resembled a black eagle spreading its wings, thus giving the island its name.

Upon seeing Blackhawk Island from afar, Qin Sang suppressed his escape light and hovered in the air.

"Fellow Cultivator Qin has arrived. Why not come to the island?"

As soon as Qin Sang appeared, a rainbow light flew out from the island, revealing the short, stout cultivator, who called out loudly.

Qin Sang's gaze flickered. Staring at the dimly lit Blackhawk Island, he said coldly, "There seem to be other fellow cultivators on the island, which you didn't mention beforehand."

The short, stout cultivator paused, then chuckled awkwardly. "I never said I only invited Fellow Cultivator Qin! Don't worry, this fellow cultivator is an acquaintance I just saw at the trade fair. And a few other fellow cultivators haven't arrived yet..."

Before he finished speaking, a figure flew out from the island.

Qin Sang focused his gaze. Indeed, it was the scholar in green robes he had seen at the trade fair. Qin Sang had a deep impression of him. The treasures this person had brought out were not simple, and his strength should not be underestimated.

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