Chapter 386: South China Sea Specialties Hot Sale

In Wu State, within the Tianquan Mountain Range, an underground cave housed a massive white light barrier, enveloping two enormous red tigers.

Wang Qingshan and nine other cultivators stood circled around the white light barrier, holding either a formation plate or a formation flag, their expressions serious.

In the lower-left corner of the cave grew over a dozen blood-red flowers, about a foot tall. Their petals were oval-shaped, and they emitted an unusual fragrance.

Inside the white light barrier, a large amount of snowflakes drifted down from mid-air, covering the ground with a thick layer of snow.

Above the two red tigers hung a massive dark cloud, from which large hailstones occasionally fell, striking the two red tigers.

The two red tigers were covered in wounds, and their aura was weak.

One was a peak second-tier beast, the other a mid-second-tier beast.

"Roar! Roar!"

The two red tigers roared almost simultaneously, each unleashing an incredibly thick blast of crimson flames, which struck the white light barrier. A large expanse of crimson flames engulfed more than half of the barrier.

With two deafening bangs, the ground shook violently. One clan member, unable to react in time, lost balance and fell to the ground.

"Qingshan, the formation is about to give way," Wang Changhao said with a frown, his eyes filled with worry. "These two beasts are fighting with their lives on the line; even a mid-second-tier formation might not be able to hold them back."

Although he was senior in generation, his strength was far inferior to Wang Qingshan's.

Wang Qingshan wore a long blue robe and carried a four-foot-long blue sword scabbard on his back. Several emerald green bamboo stalks were carved onto the scabbard.

They had hunted demonic beasts for many years, suffering heavy casualties among their clan members, but their cultivation had improved, and their weapons were superior.

"Qingjun, you all set up a defensive formation. My Eighteenth Uncle and I will deal with these two wicked beasts," Wang Qingshan commanded.

Wang Qingjun acknowledged the order and took out a palm-sized yellow formation plate. The other seven clan members put away the formation flags they were holding, and each took out a yellow formation flag. After injecting spiritual power, the flags glowed brightly, and streaks of yellow light flew out from them, transforming into a yellow light barrier several yards in size, covering everyone.

At the same time, the white light barrier disintegrated and vanished, and the dark cloud also dispersed. The two red tigers pushed off with their legs and leaped up, pouncing towards Wang Qingshan and the others.

Wang Qingshan's eyes turned cold. He formed a hand seal and softly commanded, "Unsheathe." As his voice fell, a crisp sword hum resonated, and nine two-foot-long blue flying swords successively flew out from his sword scabbard, hovering above the yellow light barrier. Each blue flying sword was a mid-grade magic artifact, and a green bamboo pattern was engraved on its hilt. Wang Qingshan formed another sword seal, and the nine blue flying swords vibrated simultaneously, emitting shrill sword hums. They blurred, transforming into hundreds of blue flying swords, which vied with each other to strike at the two red tigers.

With another lift of his hand, a gleaming golden metallic sphere shot out, transforming into a golden armored guard over six meters tall, wielding a massive wolf-tooth club.

The two red tigers pounced to the golden armored guard's feet, opening their gaping maws and biting at its legs. A series of "clanging" metallic sounds rang out, but the two red tigers failed to injure the golden armored guard.

Seizing this opportunity, Wang Changhao summoned a hazy blue short ruler. He struck it with a magic seal, and the blue ruler split into two, then four, then eight... Soon, over a hundred blue short rulers appeared, vying with each other to strike the two red tigers.

The golden armored guard brandished its wolf-tooth club, striking at the red tigers at its feet. The two red tigers quickly released their grip, evading the golden armored guard's attack. They hadn't run far when the golden armored guard stomped its right foot heavily on the ground. An irresistible force of gravity appeared out of nowhere, making their bodies feel heavy and even taking a single step difficult. This was the Gravity Art.

Not long after, the gravity dissipated, and a golden wolf-tooth club descended from the sky, smashing heavily onto one red tiger's head.

"Boom!"

This red tiger's head was utterly crushed by the golden wolf-tooth club, its red and white matter splattering across the ground.

Simultaneously, over a hundred blue short rulers shot forward, striking the other red tiger one after another. Though they failed to kill the beast, the red tiger was also covered in wounds and bleeding profusely. Hundreds of blue flying swords shot forth. The red tiger hastily opened its mouth and spat out a giant fireball to meet them.

"Rumble!"

A huge explosive roar sounded, and the giant fireball was shattered. The hundreds of blue flying swords quickly gathered, and in a dazzling blue light, transformed into a ten-meter long blue greatsword, emanating a terrifying spiritual aura.

"Greatsword Art, strike!" Wang Qingshan commanded coldly. He formed a hand seal, and the blue greatsword slashed towards the red tiger. The red tiger attempted to evade, but the ground suddenly glowed yellow. Its body stiffened, and even taking a single step became difficult. With a mournful shriek, the heavily wounded red tiger was sliced into two by the blue greatsword, dead beyond revival.

If they hadn't used the formation to exhaust most of the two second-tier demonic tigers' demonic power, even with the help of a peak second-tier puppet beast, they wouldn't have been able to kill them so easily.

"Return to scabbard." Wang Qingshan formed another sword seal, and the blue greatsword reverted into nine blue flying swords, which successively flew back into the sword scabbard on his back. Witnessing this, Wang Qingjun and the others' faces were filled with admiration.

"Quickly process the demonic beast carcasses and harvest the spiritual herbs. We need to head back, as the auction is scheduled to begin in a few days," Wang Changhao urged, putting away his magic artifact.

Wang Qingjun acknowledged him, dismissed the formation, and walked towards the demonic beast carcasses and spiritual herbs respectively.

About seven and a half minutes later, Wang Qingshan and his group exited the cave, boarded a blue flying boat, and flew towards Tianquan Mountain.

***

In Wei State, Bailong Valley.

News of the Heavenly Soldier Sect holding a large-scale auction had already spread throughout the surrounding states, leading to a massive influx of cultivators into Bailong Valley.

Qinglian Hall, a weapon shop opened by the Wang clan, was packed with customers, mostly Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Wang Qingqing held a palm-sized red conch shell in her hand, introducing it to the customers. "Ladies and gentlemen, please observe," she began. "This Fire Cloud Conch is a mid-grade magic artifact. Not only is it compact, but its power is also considerable." While speaking, Wang Qingqing brought the Fire Cloud Conch to her lips and gently blew. A low horn-like sound resonated, and a large expanse of crimson flames flew out from the red conch shell, causing the temperature inside the room to rise sharply.

"This type of magic artifact is a popular item from the South Sea, and our Wang clan went to great lengths to acquire it. Besides releasing flame attacks on enemies, it also has sound wave attacks. If you don't prefer offensive magic artifacts, we also have defensive ones." She put away the red conch shell and took out a blue conch shell of the same size.

"The defensive magic artifact, Blue Moon Conch." She brought the blue conch shell to her lips and blew, and a blue bubble flew out from it. The bubble rapidly expanded, enveloping her entire body. Wang Changyue summoned a blue flying dagger and slashed it onto the blue bubble. The blue bubble indented but quickly returned to its normal shape.

Wang Qingqing put away the blue conch shell and took out a string of beads, saying with a smile, "This string of beads is a storage magic artifact, Storage Beads, also a popular item from the South Sea. One string of Storage Beads is equivalent to five storage bags. Not only is it convenient to wear on your hand, but it can also store more items. Quantities are limited, so fellow Daoists, don't miss out."

The magic artifacts Wang Mingren brought back were unique to the South Sea and relatively rare in the Eastern Wasteland.

Wang Qingqing and Wang Changyue personally demonstrated how to use the magic artifacts. Because the artifact styles were uncommon, they attracted many cultivators.

"I'll take a string of Storage Beads."

"I want two Fire Cloud Conches."

"I'll take one Fire Cloud Conch and two Blue Moon Conches."