Chapter 1220: Wan Gu Zhenren

As Wang Changsheng and Fairy Ziyue walked along the wide, clean streets, weapon shops were the most common sight. These shops offered a dazzling array of armaments, from the eighteen classic types like swords, spears, and staffs, to various uniquely shaped weapons displayed on their shelves, making for a truly bewildering spectacle.

In the center of Divine Weapon Island was a spacious square where numerous cultivators had set up stalls. The cultivation levels of the stall owners ranged from Foundation Establishment to Core Formation.

Wang Changsheng and Fairy Ziyue began to browse the square. Large gatherings like this always attracted a great number of cultivators, some of whom would put up their unique and peculiar finds for sale, hoping to fetch a high price. With good discernment and a bit of luck, one might even stumble upon a valuable overlooked item.

They had already suppressed their auras to avoid attracting undue attention.

The stalls offered a wide variety of goods, mostly materials for artifact refining, beast materials, and even some damaged magic treasures.

Suddenly, Wang Changsheng quickened his steps and stopped in front of a particular stall.

The stall owner was a hunchbacked old man with a goatee, and his display was filled with a large quantity of beast and artifact refining materials.

Wang Changsheng squatted down, picked up a watermelon-sized purple ore, and asked, "How much for this piece of ore?"

"This is Amethyst," the white-robed old man said enthusiastically. "It's perfect for crafting offensive magic treasures. It's fifty thousand spirit stones."

Wang Changsheng didn't haggle; he paid the spirit stones and purchased the Amethyst.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Wang!" Fairy Ziyue congratulated Wang Changsheng. Amethyst was a third-tier material, and given Wang Changsheng's discerning eye, he wouldn't be interested in just a common piece of it; there was surely more to it than met the eye.

Wang Changsheng simply smiled, saying nothing.

The two continued to browse. Though the stalls were small, they held many valuable items. Most goods had clear prices, while some were available for trade.

"A broken knife for a defensive magic treasure? Are you trying to fool people?"

"Hmph, if you don't recognize quality, then don't buy it. How can a divine weapon forged by True Monarch Baibao compare to ordinary magic treasures?"

"Stop lying. It's been so many years; are there still magic treasures crafted by True Monarch Baibao circulating? That's a ridiculous way to deceive people."

A heated argument erupted from a stall ahead. Hearing the name "True Monarch Baibao," Wang Changsheng and Fairy Ziyue strode towards it.

Around one stall, over a dozen cultivators had gathered. The owner was a broad-browed, bare-footed burly man at Core Formation Level Seven. On his stall lay some refining materials and two magic treasures. One of them was a two-foot-long golden short knife. Its blade had two broad bean-sized chips, and the character "宝" (treasure) was carved into its hilt. Beside it, a sign read: "Exchange for an earth-attributed defensive magic treasure."

A refined-looking middle-aged man stood in front of the stall, his brows deeply furrowed.

Defensive magic treasures of the same rank were typically more valuable than offensive ones. It was already difficult to exchange an offensive magic treasure for a defensive one, let alone a damaged magic treasure for a fully functional defensive one.

True Monarch Baibao was a mighty figure at the Deity Transformation stage, renowned for crafting various magic treasures. He had also left behind a work called "The Divine Weapon Manual," which detailed the crafting methods for numerous magic treasures. Countless artifact refiners yearned to obtain the methods recorded in this manual, but very few succeeded.

True Monarch Baibao was a powerful figure who had been active over a hundred thousand years ago. There were even rumors that the Immortal Suppressing Pagoda was crafted by him. Legend had it that Shen Bing, the founding patriarch of the Divine Weapon Palace, obtained half of "The Divine Weapon Manual," which allowed him to craft a large number of powerful treasures and establish the Divine Weapon Palace. Though these were only rumors, they demonstrated True Monarch Baibao's esteemed status in the South Sea cultivation world.

"I'm not forcing you to make the exchange," the burly man said indifferently, "Take it or leave it."

The middle-aged man carefully inspected the golden short knife. After a slight hesitation, he took out a yellow shield and exchanged it for the short knife.

The surrounding cultivators gradually dispersed, and Wang Changsheng was about to leave when Fairy Ziyue suddenly squatted down, reaching for a dark, dull piece of ore. At that exact moment, the black ore suddenly flew up, soaring towards a thin-faced youth in black robes.

The black-robed youth had a Core Formation Level Eight cultivation. His clothes bore a white skull emblem, the symbol of the Myriad Bones Sect.

At its peak, the Myriad Bones Sect had nearly ascended to the ranks of the South Sea's Ten Great Sects. Even in its current decline, it remained far superior to ordinary sects.

Just then, Wang Changsheng reached out and made a grabbing motion in the air. The black ore instantly changed direction and flew towards him.

"I am Fang Yuan of the Myriad Bones Sect," the black-robed youth said gravely. "My master is True Man Myriad Bones. I hope fellow Daoist will grant me some courtesy."

The black-robed youth spoke with a solemn tone. Since Wang Changsheng and Fairy Ziyue had concealed their auras, he couldn't discern Wang Changsheng's exact cultivation realm and dared not act presumptuously.

"Oh? Do you intend to snatch things from this old man?" Wang Changsheng's voice was indifferent, and a powerful spiritual pressure surged forth from him.

Under this immense spiritual pressure, Fang Yuan was forced back several steps, bumping into other cultivators.

He turned his head and saw a thin, black-robed old man with white hair and a black beard standing behind him. The old man's robes also bore the white skull emblem.

"Disciple greets Master."

The black-robed elder glared at Fang Yuan and scolded him impolitely, "You fool! Did I ever teach you to snatch things from True Man Taihao?"

"This disciple wouldn't dare," Fang Yuan quickly replied. "This junior didn't realize it was Senior Wang. Please forgive my offense, Senior Wang." Fang Yuan quickly apologized to Wang Changsheng, his expression filled with dread.

The Azure Lotus Immortal Couple was now known to everyone in the South Sea cultivation world, so he had naturally heard of True Man Taihao's name.

He had long known that some old monsters preferred to conceal their auras and blend in among lower-level cultivators, but he never expected to encounter True Man Taihao himself.

"Ignorance is no crime," Wang Changsheng said indifferently. "Since you are Daoist Lin's disciple, let's just forget about it." He then handed the black stone to Fairy Ziyue.

Speaking of which, before he had even formed his Nascent Soul, he and Fairy Ziyue had killed Core Formation cultivators from the Myriad Bones Sect.

True Man Myriad Bones was the sect master of the Myriad Bones Sect, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. As the saying went, 'one should consider the owner before hitting their dog,' and since Fang Yuan was True Man Myriad Bones' disciple, Wang Changsheng wouldn't make things difficult for him.

"I have long wished to make the acquaintance of Daoist Wang," True Man Myriad Bones said with narrowed eyes and a smile. "As the saying goes, 'no conflict, no acquaintance.' Would Daoist Wang be willing to move to a quieter place to discuss further?"

"Since Daoist Lin invites, I shall naturally comply," Wang Changsheng replied with a smile. Upon realizing they were two Nascent Soul cultivators, the bare-footed burly man dared not refuse the sale. Fairy Ziyue then bought the black ore for sixty thousand spirit stones.

A short while later, Wang Changsheng, Fairy Ziyue, and True Man Myriad Bones appeared inside a pavilion with green bricks and glazed tiles.

After exchanging a few brief pleasantries, True Man Myriad Bones went straight to the point: "Daoist Wang, I heard you eliminated a Nascent Soul stage Ice Ape. I wonder if its corpse is still in your possession?"

The Myriad Bones Sect specialized in ghost manipulation and beast control. The bones of a fourth-tier demonic beast were excellent materials for crafting bone corpses. If refined into a Nascent Soul stage bone corpse, it would be akin to having an undaunted Nascent Soul guardian.