Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

The two of them were naturally somewhat impatient.

But due to Huang Lingshan’s status, they did not dare to show any disrespect and could only continue to follow.

Ahead, the two had already reached the end of the street and were about to turn to another when Huang Lingshan’s gaze suddenly fixed on the figure crouching by the roadside, dressed in a large black cloak and wearing a special mask.

The cloak and mask were special magical artifacts provided by the Xue Family, capable of blocking a cultivator’s Divine Sense.

Renting them for a day cost one Spirit Crystal.

Under normal circumstances, unless one was selling precious treasures, few cultivators would want to spend Spirit Crystals to rent such a magical artifact.

Upon suddenly seeing this figure, the two Xue family disciples behind them also frowned slightly.

However, the two did not think the items this person was selling could exceed the value of the Primordial Spirit Fruit.

Huang Lingshan approached the person, slowly crouching down to glance at the few items displayed in front of them.

Shen Wen’an, curious as well, crouched down and picked up one of the strange muddy fragments to examine it.

Just as he was about to scrape off the mud from the fragment, a hoarse voice suddenly spoke up.

"Hold on, friend."

Shen Wen’an paused, looking at the stall owner in confusion.

The stall owner slightly cupped his hands and said, "If you’re not planning to buy it, it’s best not to remove the mud."

Upon hearing this, Huang Lingshan chuckled.

"You are quite interesting."

"When items are displayed for sale, naturally we should be allowed a good look at them."

"It’s just a bit of mud; it won’t damage your item. How can we assess its value without cleaning it off?"

The stall owner shook his head and said, "That’s my rule. If you two are worried about a bad deal, feel free to look elsewhere."

Hearing this, the white-robed Xue family youth behind them immediately wanted to step forward, but the green-robed figure beside him stopped him.

"Xuan, don’t be impulsive."

"This person hasn’t violated the market’s rules."

The white-robed youth withdrew his foot dejectedly.

Shen Wen’an and Huang Lingshan exchanged a glance, both seeing curiosity in each other’s eyes.

The objects in front of this mysterious stall owner didn’t appear to be anything valuable at first glance.

Among more than ten items, only two were intact. The rest were either broken or full of cracks, all lacking any luster, as if they were just scrap metal.

Shen Wen’an examined the fragment in his hand, trying to sense through the surface mud with a weak Divine Sense, but he couldn’t detect any significant aura.

The reason he selected this fragment among the many items was because of the pot-shaped magical artifact his family owned.

However, since the stall owner wouldn’t allow the mud to be removed, he couldn’t confirm if this fragment was part of the same artifact as the ones he obtained before.

After some contemplation, he suddenly thought of a solution.

When he discovered the Golden Core Poison Flood Dragon corpse in the Poisonous Miasma Forest before, the Centipede Leader had unearthed the base of the pot-shaped magical artifact. He had already outlined the shape of the whole artifact in his mind.

Judging from its shape, the fragment appeared to resemble a part of that artifact.

"Friend, how much for this item?"

"Fifty Spirit Crystals." The mysterious stall owner glanced at the fragment in Shen Wen’an’s hand and quoted a price that left the two Xue family members behind him astounded.

A palm-sized fragment that didn’t even seem to possess the Spiritual Charm of a magical artifact priced at fifty Spirit Crystals?

This was tantamount to robbery.

Huang Lingshan furrowed her brows upon hearing this offer.

"Did you see what this thing is?"

As a Golden Core Realm cultivator, her knowledge certainly surpassed the two Xue family members behind her.

Magical artifacts, especially those from the ancient times, didn’t all exhibit distinct Spiritual Charms.

Ultimately, it’s because ancient artifact refining techniques differ greatly from current ones.

The ancient Artifact Refining Dao favored inscribing inscription arrays inside the materials, better ensuring spiritual power didn’t leak when cultivators manipulated the artifacts.

In contrast, current artifact refining methods inscribe inscriptions and arrays on the surface, making refining easier.

However, the power of artifacts refined with current methods is far inferior to some ancient magical artifacts.

Upon hearing Huang Lingshan’s transmission, Shen Wen’an shook his head slightly.

He only surmised that the fragment was likely part of the pot-shaped magical artifact.

But the price of fifty Spirit Crystals was indeed exorbitant.

If it turned out to be just an ordinary scrap of copper, it would be a huge loss.

"Fifty Spirit Crystals is too expensive."

He placed the fragment back on the stall.

Then he began examining other items.

"What about this?"

Shen Wen’an suddenly picked up a heavy iron plate, five inches long and more than three inches wide, from the stall.

The iron plate was dark, cool to the touch, and very heavy, weighing several dozen pounds.

Huang Lingshan took the dark iron plate, closely examining it for a moment, then turned to the two Xue family members and said, "Let’s take this one."

The two Xue family members curiously picked up the iron plate, examining it repeatedly, letting their Divine Senses sweep over it again and again. They only felt it might just be a piece of refining material with no special value.

"Is Senior sure?"

Huang Lingshan nodded with a smile.

The two didn’t say much more. The white-robed youth then looked at the stall owner and showed an emblem representing the direct lineage of the Xue Family, "What is the price for this item?"

The stall owner hesitated for a moment, his voice hoarse, "Five... five hundred Spirit Crystals."

"What?"

The Xue family’s white-robed youth squinted his eyes slightly, and the aura unique to a Fetal Breathing Realm cultivator began emanating from him.

"Knowing my identity, you still dare to ask such an outrageous price?"