Cultivating In Secret Beside A Demoness

Chapter 1087  Holy Master, Please Sacrifice Yourself for Me

They clashed with a loud clang.

Its power was much more intense than before, and the purple energy was also much denser.

Jiang Hao felt as if his cultivation realm had advanced.

It seemed that it would not take him long to make it to the late stage of the Immortal Ascension Platform.

He thought that it would take him two months to recover, but after he completely digested the divine soul, it should only take about a month.

"The Holy Master is definitely my savior."

Jiang Hao sighed.

He looked at the Mountain Sea Merit Cauldron and fell into deep thought.

According to the appraisal results, this cauldron could assist people in cultivating the Heavenly Fate Technique, but how could one cultivate it?

The cultivation of the Heavenly Fate Technique was related to the Heavenly Extreme Dream Pearl.

He tried to use the technique, but it did not work.

"It seems that I have to cultivate the Way of the Sword. I wonder if it's not working because of this reason."

Jiang Hao stopped thinking about it.

He had to find a way to gather spirit stones or make a trip to Devil's Den.

He also needed to ask the Twelve Heavenly Kings about becoming immortals.

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Hao decided to go overseas.

There were no immortal sects overseas, so he might not meet any powerful people there.

The West was different.

The next day, Jiang Hao accepted a mission.

The merit list was about to be released again, and he was at the top.

It might cause unnecessary trouble again.

He could only take it one step at a time.

He arrived in the Shangguan Clan's area and confirmed that the Blood Pool was fine. Then, he headed to the surrounding islands.

He found a place to sell his magic treasures.

"Selling spirit swords?" The woman at the reception was stunned.

After hesitating for a moment, he nodded.

However, he did not go to the upper floors. She only took him to the second floor.

He heard a complaint along the way.

"Senior, you must be joking. Who would have this?" said a middle-aged man awkwardly.

Jiang Hao was a little surprised. There was someone who wanted to buy a pickaxe…

But he did not intend to sell his.

Moreover, he did not lack spirit stones.

Although it had not been very difficult to forge it, he had to rely on his luck.

It would be extremely difficult to create another one.

September Spring would arrive in another six or seven years. It would all depend on luck.

The second floor was the place to receive Golden Core Realm traders.

There were often many people here, so the door to the room was always open.

Jiang Hao was ushered in.

After informing the clerk there that he was here to sell magical treasures, she left.

Jiang Hao was invited inside and served a cup of tea.

At that moment, there were two other guests in the room.

At the top was a middle-aged man at the peak of the Gold Core Realm.

Two young men asked for pickaxes.

Jiang Hao was a little surprised to see that they were all at the Return to Void Realm.

They did not hide anything.

However, the others in the room could not tell. They realized these people were powerful, but that was it.

The two were a man and a woman.

Their background must be impressive.

The other was an old man sitting at the back, who was at the late stage of the

Jiang Hao waited.

At that moment, he had used many concealment techniques, so he still had some time.

"Why don't you confirm once again?" said the young man.

The middle-aged man was put in a difficult position.

"Senior, it's not that I don't want to help, but I've never heard of anyone using treasures to forge pickaxes. Who would be so wasteful? No one in the cultivation world would do such a thing."

The young man nodded.

Who would be so wasteful?

"In addition, what can a pickaxe do that a spiritual sword can't do? I have never seen anyone be that wasteful," said the middle-aged man.

Jiang Hao drank his tea and lowered his head in embarrassment.

"Then, there should be some ordinary pickaxes here, right?" asked the young man again.

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded. "Seniors, if you want it, I'll get someone to bring it over."

The two nodded.

After that, they waited.

At that moment, the middle-aged man looked at the old man at the side. "Fellow Disciple, what's the matter?"

"Just here to sell an item." The old man took out a rusty iron bead.

Jiang Hao glanced at it and could sense that the treasure contained power.

"Can I wipe it clean?" Jiang Hao asked.

The old man was stunned.

Even the middle-aged man was surprised. "I don't see a problem with that," said the middle-aged man.

Then, he looked at the old man.

The old man nodded, stood up, and handed the treasure to Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao felt strange when he received it.

It didn't look like an ordinary Dharma treasure.

Then, he took out his rag and started wiping it clean.

In an instant, a green bubble fell.

[Spirit Sword +1]

After a while, a total of five bubbles appeared.

Three white ones, one green, and one blue.

The treasure was a bit rusted, so it took a while to clean it.

There was a power in the core of the pearl. It was like a ball of fire.

This treasure should be of great use to alchemists.

"Do you sense anything, Fellow Disciple?" asked the middle-aged man.

"It's like a ball of fire inside. This treasure is not ordinary," said Jiang Hao. "Perhaps it would be of great use to alchemists."

He returned it to the old man.

"It's called the Heavenly Flame," said the young man. "This must be the Heavenly Flame Seed. When it is placed in water, patterns will appear around it. The origin of the Heavenly Flame will become clear then."

Then, a basin of water appeared.

The old man put the magic treasure into the water.

At that moment, a ball of fire appeared. It formed into a volcano.

"Earth Core Fire!" exclaimed the woman who had been silent this whole time. "It actually is that!"

"Fellow Disciple, I don't have many spirit stones, but I can exchange them with magic treasures."

The young man waved his hand, and a treasured armor, a magical cross, and a bottle of pills appeared in front of the old man.

"The Sky Mountain Silkworm Armor, the Thousand Mountain Wheel, and a bottle of Spirit Building Pills. I hope to exchange them for the Earth Core Fire."

Each of these items was impressive and priceless.

That was especially true for pills. Perhaps they could give the old man a chance to advance to the Primordial Spirit Realm.

The old man had thought that it was just a cheap item, but he did not expect it to be so valuable.

The middle-aged man did not say anything. Since a senior had asked for it, he could not refuse.

Jiang Hao was disappointed when he heard that they did not have many spirit stones.

The old man took his things and left.

Jiang Hao was the only one there.

"I'm here to sell spirit swords," he said and took our spirit swords.

One spirit sword was worth about four spirit stones.

Everyone was speechless.

"Fellow Disciple, this..." The middle-aged man felt awkward.

"There are a total of 30,000 swords here," Jiang Hao said before the man could continue.

"Four spirit stones for each," the middle-aged man said immediately.

In the end, Jiang Hao received 120,132 spirit stones.

He still needed more than 120,000 spirit stones.

He turned to the two people.

"You want pickaxes?"

The sudden question surprised them.

"You have one?" asked the young man.

"Yes. Do you want to buy it?" Jiang Hao asked.

"Can we check the quality first?" asked the young man. "I'm Zuo Daoming."

"Just call me San Sheng," Jiang Hao said.

It did not matter to him who the person was.

At the very least, the man had shown sincerity when trading with the Earth Core Fire treasure.

Jiang Hao took out the pickaxe that he had not used.

The moment he took out the pickaxe, a vast aura appeared.

"That is…" The middle-aged man jumped up in fear.

The aura was terrifying.

This was no ordinary magic treasure.

Even Zuo Daoming was shocked.

How could a person have such a treasure with him?

The middle-aged man was terrified. He was glad that he had not offended this person. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Senior, your magic treasure is quite impressive," Zuo Daoming said.

He did not think he could afford it.

Even if he could afford it, he would be hesitant to use such a thing.

"If you can't buy it, you could rent it for a while," Jiang Hao said.

"Senior, how much would you rent it out for?" Zuo Daoming was delighted.

"How long do you want it for?"

"That's hard to say. It might be a year or two, but it's unlikely to be more than three years."

"Three years. 120,000 spirit stones? You can use your Heavenly Flame as collateral, and I'll come find you three years later."

"That is…" Zuo Daoming was put in a difficult position.

It was not that he was not willing to do it, but his master had told him that he would face a death threat in three years.

There was hope of a solution overseas, but he had no clue of what it was even when he had searched far and wide.

"Not acceptable?" Jiang Hao asked.

"It's fine. But it might be difficult to find each other in three years. We might not even end up losing the treasures," said Zuo Daoming.

"That's alright." Jiang Hao handed the pickaxe to the other party.

The moment Zuo Daoming received the pickaxe, he felt different.

He felt the power of the lifeforce that he had been after for so long.