192: Arrogant

“Dong!”

A crisp bell chime echoed throughout the venue, drawing everyone’s attention.

On the high platform, a beautiful woman in palace attire had appeared at some point; she wore a faint smile, and her eyes, as they shifted, exuded a mature charm.

“Welcome, Fellow Daoists, to this underground exchange conference.”

Her voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached everyone’s ears, indicating she was also a Cultivator of no small cultivation, a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

Lin Feng’s gaze did not linger on her but calmly swept across the venue.

Inside the private rooms, the Qi was obscure and difficult to ascertain, making it hard to probe.

However, among the seats below, several Qi, as profound as the deep sea, were still thick and noticeable, even when deliberately restrained.

At the very front on the left, a person was draped in a wide, star-patterned Magic Robe; the robe was dotted with countless stars, and even with the black robe concealing it, its unique style was hard to hide.

“It’s a Celestial Master from the Tianlan Grassland,” Lin Feng concluded in his heart.

This person’s Qi was mighty, suggesting he was one of the three great Celestial Masters of the Tianlan Grassland.

As for Celestial Master Xu, who was killed by Old Devil Han in the original work, he should not have advanced yet at this time.

In another spot, a domineering and unparalleled Qi, subtly accompanied by the sound of a sword humming from within his body, emerged, as if the entire person was a peerless fierce sword hidden in its sheath, its sharp edge fully revealed.

Yet another person had Devilish Qi surging around him, yet it was condensed and did not disperse, showing extremely high control, clearly indicating he was a Demonic Path magnate.

There was also one whose Qi was upright and peaceful, yet vast as the sea, carrying an imposing and majestic aura of the Righteous Path, likely the Grand Elder of the Righteous Path’s largest sect, the Zheng Yi Sect.

Four Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivators.

Adding himself, that made five.

“Great Jin truly has hidden Dragons and crouching tigers.”

Inside the bamboo tube, Great Yan Divine Lord’s Divine Thought also carried a hint of solemnity.

Elder Fu Cheng sat beside Lin Feng, leaning slightly forward, appearing somewhat excited, and he transmitted his voice: “Brother Qinglian, it has begun. I wonder if there are any treasures that catch your eye this time.”

Lin Feng nodded slightly, his gaze returning to the high platform.

“The first item for exchange is a piece of Profound Soul Crystal. This item has miraculous effects on nourishing the Divine Soul, which I’m sure I don’t need to elaborate on. The owner wishes to exchange it for a high-level water-attribute Cultivation Technique or Artifact Refining Materials of equal value.”

No sooner had the palace-attired beautiful woman finished speaking than several Divine Senses probed out.

Lin Feng remained unmoved; he did not fancy treasures of this caliber.

The next few items, whether rare Spiritual Plants or fragments of ancient Cultivator’s Magic Treasures, caused a small-scale scramble, but the few great Cultivators never made a move.

It wasn’t until the palace-attired beautiful woman flipped her jade hand, revealing a fist-sized piece of gravel emitting seven-colored light.

“Seven-Colored Divine Sand, a top-tier Material for refining earth-attribute Lifebound Treasures! Exchanging for lightning-attribute Spiritual Items of equal value!”

“I’ll take it!”

Great Yan Divine Lord’s Divine Thought exploded in Lin Feng’s mind, carrying a sense of urgency.

“This item is crucial for refining the core Magic Array of a Puppet. With it, the Puppet’s durability can reach another level!”

Lin Feng’s expression remained unchanged as he calmly spoke into the sound transmission array in front of him.

“I offer one ‘Violet Cloud Pill’.”

Violet Cloud Pill!

That was a rare Medicinal Pill that significantly aided Demonic Path Nascent Soul Cultivators in breaking through their Bottlenecks!

Using one to exchange for a single Material?

What immense wealth!

Even the palace-attired beautiful woman on the stage paused for a moment, then looked at Lin Feng’s private room with a charming, smiling gaze.

“Is there any other Fellow Daoist offering a higher price?”

Many Nascent Soul Cultivators in the venue, by common accord, fixed their gazes on Lin Feng’s private room, filled with inquiry and scrutiny.

Lin Feng sat still, allowing them to probe.

The Magic Power within his body rippled slightly, and a majestic Qi belonging to the Perfection of the Late Stage Nascent Soul stage surged forth like a tumultuous wave, then instantly retracted.

The Divine Sense of the Nascent Soul Cultivators recoiled sharply as if shocked by electricity, no longer daring to probe in the slightest.

The entire venue instantly became so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

Elder Fu Cheng, sitting beside him, felt an invisible pressure flash by, making his heart pound, and the look in his eyes towards Lin Feng became even more reverent.

“Deal.”

The palace-attired beautiful woman announced the result decisively.

Soon, a servant delivered the Seven-Colored Divine Sand into the private room and took away the Medicinal Pill.

Great Yan Divine Lord’s Divine Thought was filled with joy: “Very good! Lin Kid, keep going! Do you see that pitch-black piece of wood? That’s the Heart of Gloomy Ironwood! A good thing for refining Puppet joints!”

“I offer a Grade Nine Yao Beast Core,” Lin Feng spoke again.

“Whoosh!”

A suppressed gasp of surprise echoed through the venue.

If the Violet Cloud Pill was merely rare, then a Transformation Stage Yao Beast Core was truly a strategic material!

It had great uses in both Alchemy and Artifact Refining.

“And that damaged ancient Magic Treasure armor, I want the golden threads on it, those are Heavenly Silkworm Silk!”

“I offer a reverse scale of a transforming Flood Dragon.”

“…”

The next half an hour almost turned into a one-sided transaction between Lin Feng and the auction.

Like a tireless harvester, under Great Yan Divine Lord’s frenzied guidance, he exchanged various rare Materials that made people envious and their hearts pound for a large number of seemingly unremarkable but highly useful esoteric Materials for refining Puppets.

The atmosphere of the entire venue became peculiar.

Everyone was stunned by the lavishness of this mysterious black-robed man.

The areas where the great Cultivators were located fell into prolonged silence.

They had already understood that this mysterious Fellow Daoist was not only unfathomably profound in cultivation but also possessed an astonishing level of wealth.

“Brother Qinglian…” Elder Fu Cheng, watching from the side, felt his mouth go dry and couldn’t help but transmit his voice, “You… are you planning to take over the entire exchange conference?”

Lin Feng did not respond to him; his mind was communicating with Great Yan Divine Lord.

“Senior, you’ve exchanged so many Materials, what exactly do you intend to do?”

“Do what?” Great Yan Divine Lord’s Divine Thought contained an irrepressible fervor and ambition, “Lin Kid, do you think this old man’s goal is still just those mere Late Stage Nascent Soul Puppets?”

“The Puppet techniques you showed this old man have opened the door to a new world! Coupled with these top-tier Materials you’ve brought out, this old man wants to try refining… a Soul Transformation Stage Puppet!”

Soul Transformation Stage Puppet!

Lin Feng’s heart also stirred slightly.

“Before, due to limited Materials, this old man didn’t even dare to dream. But now it’s different!” Great Yan Divine Lord’s voice trembled, “As long as the Materials are sufficient, this old man, in this life, must personally forge a true Soul Transformation Battle Puppet!”

Lin Feng nodded.

This was also a good thing for him.

“What else is missing?” he asked directly.

“Quite a few things are still missing, but the most crucial one is ‘Demonic Marrow Drill’,” Great Yan Divine Lord’s tone carried a hint of regret, “This old man wants to equip that Soul Transformation Puppet with a ‘Demonic Dragon Blade’ as its main weapon, and the Demonic Marrow Drill is the core for refining this blade.”

“Unfortunately, a Demonic Path supreme treasure of this level is hard to come by, and it’s unlikely to be seen at this exchange conference.”

Demonic Marrow Drill? Demonic Dragon Blade?

A flash of inspiration crossed Lin Feng’s mind.

He remembered clearly that deep within the boundless sea of Tiannan, beneath the Demonic Abyss that suppressed Devilish Qi, several Demonic Marrow Drills were hidden.

And in the Kunlun Mountain instance, the ten-thousand-year-old bear Yao’s hand even held a ready-made Demonic Dragon Blade!

It seemed that after the Great Jin matter was resolved, it would be necessary to return to Tiannan and make a deal with the three great Cultivators of Tiannan.

However, he was not in a hurry.

Although the Soul Transformation Puppet was strong, its contribution to his own combat power was limited.

As for the dozen or so Late Stage Nascent Soul Puppets that would be refined from the surplus Materials, they could be given to Nangong Wan and the others for self-protection.

The spirit essences required for the Puppets…

Lin Feng already had a solution in mind.

The exchange conference gradually drew to a close, with no more items appearing that would move Great Yan Divine Lord.

As the palace-attired beautiful woman announced the end of the exchange conference, the Cultivators in the venue began to leave one after another.

Elder Fu Cheng was about to get up when a graceful white figure passed through the crowd and came directly to the private room door.

She bowed slightly at the entrance, her voice clear and pleasant.

“This little one, Bai Yaoyi, greets Elder Fu Cheng, and… Fellow Daoist Brother Qinglian.”

The newcomer was dressed in a plain white palace dress, her figure slender, her face exquisitely beautiful, her skin like snow, and her beautiful eyes sparkled with curiosity and reverence as she looked at Lin Feng inside the private room.

She had received Elder Fu Cheng’s message a month ago, saying that a great Cultivator from Tiannan had something to discuss with her.

Today, having personally witnessed the terrifying wealth and strength of this “Fellow Daoist Brother Qinglian” at the venue, her shock was beyond words.

Now, seeing him in person, even through a layer of black robe, she could feel his steady and imposing demeanor, and any hint of disrespect in her heart vanished.

Lin Feng’s gaze fell on her, and his eyes lit up.

As expected of a Fairy from Xiao Ji Palace, such beauty and temperament were indeed unparalleled in the mortal world.

He slowly stood up and spoke in a calm voice.

“White Fairy, I have long admired your name.”

His voice, passing through the black robe, sounded somewhat muffled but carried a reassuring magnetism.

“There are many people here, and it’s not suitable for a detailed discussion. How about we find a quiet place to discuss further with Fairy?”

Bai Yaoyi, hearing this, breathed a sigh of relief.

Listening to Lin Feng’s tone, it seemed he had something to ask of her, rather than seeking revenge.

To have such a great Cultivator owe her a favor was, for her, an immense Opportunity.

Her heart filled with joy, she quickly curtsied, lowering her posture even further.

“It is all up to Fellow Daoist to decide.”