340: Chapter 340 Slaying Black Wind

"Senior, I know I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again!" Hei Feng pleaded loudly.

At this moment, he was no longer that high-and-mighty Golden Core Middle Stage Cultivator.

Right now, he only wanted to save his life; as for the Spirit Stones and crimson flame fruit, they had all become insignificant. As long as he could survive, he was willing to offer up all his treasures.

Qin Changsheng glanced at Hei Feng on the ground.

He knew that Hei Feng didn't actually realize his mistake; rather, he knew that he was about to die.

One must know that not long ago, Hei Feng was still extremely arrogant, not only demanding that Qin Changsheng hand over his Spirit Stones but also wanting to kill Qin Changsheng.

Seeing that Qin Changsheng remained silent, Hei Feng hurriedly increased the intensity of his pleas, his voice becoming increasingly urgent. "Just now, I was blind and failed to recognize a superior expert. I was arrogant and conceited, and I shouldn't have coveted Senior's treasures. I beg Senior to be magnanimous and spare me this once! I am willing to offer up all the treasures on my person; I only ask that Senior spare my life!"

While pleading, he secretly glanced at Qin Changsheng's expression. Seeing that Qin Changsheng's eyes still held mockery and showed no sign of relenting, he became even more flustered and quickly added: "Senior, I have a golden spirit seed! I am willing to offer the golden spirit seed to Senior!"

Hei Feng thought that as long as he offered all his treasures, especially the golden spirit seed that Qin Changsheng had specifically named, Qin Changsheng would certainly spare his life.

He stared fixedly at Qin Changsheng, his eyes full of anticipation, as if Qin Changsheng were his only straw to grasp for survival.

But Qin Changsheng just watched him quietly. The mockery on his face had not diminished in the slightest. He didn't say a word, his expression remaining cold, as if Hei Feng's pleas and promises were merely an insignificant farce.

Just as Hei Feng was filled with anticipation, waiting for Qin Changsheng to relent, Qin Changsheng slowly raised his hand and, without the slightest hesitation, gave a gentle wave.

A brilliant purple thunderbolt instantly erupted from his hand, carrying the majestic power of the Heavenly Dao, whistling as it smashed toward Hei Feng. The thunderbolt tore through the spiritual light of the Sword Domain, emitting a piercing roar.

Hei Feng's pupils shrank, and the anticipation in his eyes was instantly replaced by despair. He wanted to dodge, but his body was firmly pinned down by the Pressure of the Sword Domain. He couldn't move even half a step, and could only watch helplessly as that thunderbolt smashed heavily onto his body.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the purple thunderbolt instantly exploded. The violent power swept through his entire body. Hei Feng let out a shrill scream, his body instantly engulfed by the thunder, and the vitality within him was completely destroyed in that moment.

The screaming gradually dissipated. Hei Feng's body collapsed to the ground, already devoid of breath. He was charred black, his flesh mangled, completely unrecognizable from his former self.

The Pressure within the Sword Domain also weakened slightly following Hei Feng's death.

Qin Changsheng looked at the corpse on the ground, his expression remaining calm and without the slightest ripple. He raised his hand again and gave a light wave. A faint spiritual light flew out, heading straight for the Storage Pouch at Hei Feng's waist.

With a sweep of spiritual light, the Storage Pouch was steadily sucked into his hand. It felt warm to the touch. Qin Changsheng probed with his Divine Sense and immediately sensed the aura of the golden spirit seed and Spirit Stones inside the pouch.

He looked down at Hei Feng's corpse on the ground and slowly said, "Sorry, having killed you, this golden spirit seed, and all the treasures on your person, are now mine as well."

As his voice fell, Qin Changsheng moved his mind, and the ten Dragon Abyss Swords instantly retracted into his brow. The Longyuan Sword Domain dissipated accordingly, and the murderous aura within the valley gradually faded away.

Qin Changsheng moved his figure and quickly rushed toward the Lin Mansion.

Now, he was heading to the Lin Mansion in order to obtain the heavenly dao fragment in Shen Bing's possession.

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Lin Mansion.

Market.

Because the Lin Mansion was hosting the trade assembly, the market was extremely lively.

Countless Cultivators had arrived from all directions, wanting to purchase some desired treasures here or sell their own surplus treasures for a good price.

As soon as Qin Changsheng walked into the market, he heard waves of discussion.

"There is a woman setting up a stall over there, saying that every treasure costs five million Spirit Stones. That is simply an exorbitant demand!"

"They are all Earth-Grade Magical Artifacts, that's why they cost so much!"

"Five million Spirit Stones, how could we possibly afford that!"

Hearing these people's discussions, a flash of joy crossed Qin Changsheng's eyes, and he hurriedly walked forward.

Before long, Qin Changsheng passed through the crowded throng and found Shen Bing's stall.

He saw that in an open space in the corner of the market, Shen Bing was sitting alone on a stone stool, and her expression was not very good.

In front of her was a rectangular stone table. Ten treasures were neatly arranged on the stone table, including Magical Artifacts and spiritual jade. Each piece emitted a faint Spiritual Qi, and their quality was passable.

In one corner of the stone table, there was also a wooden sign, on which a line of clear text was engraved with spiritual power: "Every treasure, five million Spirit Stones, no bargaining."

The surrounding area was crowded with passing Cultivators. Everyone was pointing at the treasures on the stone table and discussing them animatedly. Their eyes were full of curiosity and confusion, but not a single person stepped forward to inquire about purchasing.

Five million Spirit Stones per piece—even though these treasures were of decent quality and were Earth-Grade Magical Artifacts, they were simply too expensive, and ordinary Cultivators simply could not afford them.

Qin Changsheng's gaze instantly locked onto one treasure on the stone table.

It was a golden fragment the size of a fingernail. It was entirely lustrous gold, with a faint Heavenly Dao spiritual light flowing across its surface. Even surrounded by other treasures, it was hard to conceal its unique, majestic aura!

Qin Changsheng forcibly suppressed the emotions in his heart, feigned the appearance of an ordinary Loose Cultivator, and walked straight toward Shen Bing's stall.

Passing through the crowd of onlookers, Qin Changsheng stopped in front of the stone table. His gaze swept over the ten treasures on the table, finally resting on the wooden sign, and then he looked up at Shen Bing: "Fellow Daoist, is what is written on the wooden sign true? No matter which treasure it is, it is five million Spirit Stones?"

Shen Bing was lowering her head in deep thought, her heart filled with irritation.

She had originally come to the Lin Family's trade assembly under the orders of her father, Shen Guhong, to sell treasures and exchange them for Spirit Stones to resolve the dilemma of the Yao Race's military pay. But who could have imagined that Lin Zhentian would exhaust all Spirit Stones to purchase more than ten Earth-Grade Magical Artifacts in advance, causing the Lin Family's treasury to be empty and unable to purchase the treasures she had brought.

With no other choice, she could only set up a stall in the market. However, the price of five million Spirit Stones per piece meant no one was interested. If she couldn't sell them, she would be unable to answer to her father.

Hearing Qin Changsheng's inquiry, Shen Bing slowly raised her head, her gaze landing on Qin Changsheng, and she looked him up and down.

The middle-aged Cultivator before her was dressed in a cyan cloth garment, his aura was plain, and he appeared to be just an ordinary Loose Cultivator. Although she had doubts in her heart, she still nodded slightly, her tone carrying a hint of fatigue and coldness: "That's right, each piece is five million Spirit Stones, no bargaining."

"Good, I want this fragment!" Qin Changsheng didn't say anything more and directly tossed out five million Spirit Stones.

Shen Bing also looked at Qin Changsheng with some astonishment.

She completely did not understand why this ordinary middle-aged Cultivator would take a fancy to this fragment.

However, after checking the Spirit Stones, Shen Bing still handed the fragment to Qin Changsheng.

After all, in her view, although this fragment was very extraordinary,

it simply wasn't worth five million Spirit Stones.

Qin Changsheng took the fragment, not lingering at all, and directly strode toward the outside.

Although there were still many treasures at this trade assembly,

there were simply no treasures worth Qin Changsheng lingering for.

Moreover, the Lin Family would soon discover that those treasures were broken.

He had to leave before the Lin Family discovered it.