Chen Yun followed behind him, thinking secretly in his heart.

After a moment, he asked casually:
"The cultivation of these two is quite extraordinary. From the tone of your voice, could it be that they are disciples of the same master? I wonder which Taoist fellow he is?"

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are two masters of independent cultivation who are well-known. They are among the four great independent cultivators of Dajin, and their reputations are known to everyone.

One of them is Yi Xitian, who is known for his mystery. He has already entered the late Nascent Soul stage for many years and his cultivation is unfathomable.

It is said that he had personally witnessed his master display his extraordinary magical powers and easily kill an eighth-level monster. His strength was astonishing.

Yi Xitian's master is even hailed as one of the people most likely to advance to the God Transformation Stage in the past thousand years of the Great Jin Dynasty.

The organizers of this trade fair specially arranged these two disciples to guard the gate, apparently intending to take advantage of their master's reputation.

After hearing this, Chen Yun became very interested in the other Taoist friend who might have advanced to the Spirit Transformation Stage, so he asked the old man surnamed Fu about it.

Upon hearing this, the old man surnamed Fu could not help but show envy and exclaimed:
"Your cultivation is already very deep. Once you break through the bottleneck, the late Nascent Soul stage will be just around the corner. Why should you envy others?"

"As for the other fellow Taoist who may advance to the God Transformation stage, it is..."

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are two highly regarded figures.

One of them is Master Bi Yue of the Pure Fire Sect of Buddhism. This person is extremely talented. He successfully advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage in just over 400 years. He can be said to be a rare genius in the world of immortal cultivation that is hard to come by in a thousand years.

The other was a cultivator named Fu. He thought he had outstanding qualifications, but he was still far behind Master Biyue.

The cultivator surnamed Fu has been trapped in his current realm for two or three hundred years and has long lost hope of advancing again.

He looked at the person next to him and said jokingly:
"It looks like you just broke through to the middle stage not long ago. You may be able to break through the bottleneck easily."

When Chen Yun heard this, he just laughed dryly and did not agree with the other party's statement.

At this time, under the guidance of the old man surnamed Fu, Chen Yun saw a flashing white light in front of him.

There was a hall entrance vaguely visible, and the sounds of hustle and bustle coming from it lifted his spirits.

……

In the air more than a hundred miles away from the underground trade fair, Ge Tianhao had a ferocious face and black air was swirling around him.

He held tightly onto the head of a strange monk with one hand and was performing a secret soul-searching technique.

He was trying to obtain key information from the opponent's spiritual memory and was now casting the spell at the critical point.

The captured monk had a distorted face, his eyes rolled up, and his body kept shaking, as if he was in great pain.

In a quiet corner, Lin Yinping and a black-robed monk in his fifties were watching the scene in front of them with grim expressions.

Not long after, the body of the monk who was undergoing soul search suddenly shook, black blood oozed from his nose and ears, and then he fainted.

Ge Tianhao frowned slightly, and suddenly a deep black flame surged out from his fingertips, instantly turning the cultivator in his hand into ashes.

Then, he gently closed his eyes and slowly digested the information he got from the soul search.

"Have you found anything? Why has this person been following us secretly?"

When Ge Tianhao opened his eyes again, Lin Yinping immediately asked.

"The monk from the Ye family." Ge Tianhao said slowly.

"The Ye family, the royal Ye family?" Lin Yinping looked surprised.

"Does Fellow Daoist Lin know who sent him? It was an elder of the Ye family named Chen, and this elder Chen looks about 70% similar to the man we are chasing."

Ge Tianhao had a strange look on his face.

"Is there such a thing? Are the two the same person? How is that person related to the Ye family?"

Lin Yinping was startled and asked.

"I'm not quite sure about this. The person whose soul I searched was just a casual cultivator recruited by the Ye family. But even if the two are not the same person, they must be closely related."

"Otherwise, why would they send someone to track us for no reason? If that person is really an elder of the Ye family, this will be a bit tricky."

Ge Tianhao's face became serious.

"Why is the royal family so powerful? I remember that the Ye family is a family that was supported by your sects. Why is Brother Ge so afraid?"

Lin Yinping chuckled.

As the royal family of Dajin, the Ye family enjoys the reputation of being the number one family, and has as many as six or seven Nascent Soul-level elders.

Not to mention that they have secretly united a large number of independent cultivators and cultivated secret forces, and their actual strength is enough to compete with any major sect of immortal cultivators.

Although the cultivator who was following us was not very powerful, he was driving the magical banners. If it weren't for Fellow Daoist Lin's Wonderful Sound Mirror, it would have been difficult for us to detect his whereabouts.

Ge Tianhao sighed and said:
"My skills focus on spiritual perception. I felt something was wrong when I came out of the market, so I used the magic mirror to investigate. This person was unlucky and ran into me holding the Magic Mirror of Wonderful Sound."

"Brother Ge, how do you plan to handle this matter? Does your clan still plan to fulfill its agreement with this palace?"

Saint Tianlan stared at Ge Tianhao calmly and asked.

The situation is undercurrent.

Although the Ye family is powerful, our sect has no fear at all.

After all, this matter concerns the sect's treasure and the life of a law enforcement elder. Even if the identity of the elder suspected to be from the Ye family is true, the sect will definitely force the Ye family to hand over the person.

Fellow Daoist Lin, there is no need to worry. It is already late and the most urgent thing is to go to the trade fair.

Ge Tianhao raised his head slightly, looked into the distance, and said calmly.

"Brother Ge is so confident, I feel relieved."

Lin Yinping nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction on her face.

As soon as the words fell, the three of them immediately turned into three beams of light and left the place as quickly as an arrow.

They had not expected that shortly after they left, a black light suddenly flashed in the nearby space, followed by the appearance of a figure.

A young man in a green shirt appeared strangely in that space. He looked coldly in the direction where the three people disappeared, with a sneer on his face.

"Humph, it turns out that the Yinluo Sect and the Tianlan Holy Temple are mixed together."

"Well, I'll let you go for now. I'll deal with you after you help me find that kid named Chen."

"How could this vengeance be forgotten?"

After the young man finished mumbling to himself, his figure flashed again and disappeared without a trace.

……

Elsewhere, Chen Yun was surrounded by a green haze.

He looked around and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He was in a huge dim hall with four or five hundred seats evenly arranged around a central circular space.

When entering this place, he was given a talisman by the masked monk guarding the gate. Then he came here through a simple teleportation array. His figure was immediately shrouded in green light, appearing and disappearing.

Chen Yun looked around and found that there were dozens of monks sparsely distributed in the hall, some standing and some sitting, all enveloped in colorful lights, making it impossible to discern their true appearance.

He became curious, so he sat down in a corner and tried to release his spiritual sense to penetrate other people's rays of light.

However, these rays of light seemed to be tangible objects, and no matter how he strengthened his spiritual sense, he could not penetrate them. Chen Yun's mind moved, and his spiritual sense unconsciously swept across the entire hall, and he realized that the entire space seemed to be shrouded by a strange magic circle.

Although the magic circle did not have any powerful restrictions, the spiritual energy it emitted subtly echoed with the glow of the people present, forming a peculiar resonance phenomenon.

As Chen Yun had in-depth research on talismans and formations, he understood the secret after a brief thought and could not help but admire the scene.

Obviously, these specially made talismans were designed to match this strange magic circle.

Once entering the range of the magic circle, the talisman will immediately activate its concealment effect.

In this way, even a cultivator with high cultivation and powerful spiritual awareness cannot easily break through this layer of protection and spy on the specific situation inside the magic circle.

This ingenious design gives peace of mind to the many experts participating in the exchange meeting, allowing them to exchange items with greater confidence.

There is no need to worry about encountering old enemies at the meeting or causing unnecessary trouble due to transactions.

Chen Yun also breathed a sigh of relief, and his original worry about the possibility of Yinluo Sect monks participating in this trade fair dissipated.

He gently placed the magic plate in his hand on the table, then sat on a chair and closed his eyes to rest. As time passed, more and more monks entered the hall through the teleportation array.

When Chen Yun opened his eyes again, what came into view was a spacious hall.

Nearly two hundred monks gathered in the hall, and in the circular open space in the center, a huge white jade table appeared at some point.

Chen Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, stared quietly ahead, and remained silent.

Not long after, a flash of light suddenly appeared near the white jade table, and a figure surrounded by white light quietly appeared behind the table.

"The time has come. All the Taoist friends who were supposed to come have arrived. The transaction will begin immediately."

The figure in the white light glanced around and spoke lightly.

As he waved his sleeves, three or four bulging storage bags appeared on the table.

For a moment, all the monks in the hall were attracted by this sudden change, and their eyes revealed irrepressible enthusiasm and expectation.

This exchange will follow the old system, focusing on rare materials, ancient treasures and magical instruments and other extraordinary things. If you come across rare treasures, you can also trade them here.

According to the traditional process, we first provide a batch of materials for bidding in the form of Lingshi auction, and the highest bidder wins.

Then, fellow Taoists can enter the stage where they can freely barter with goods.

However, unlike previous years, this exchange was commissioned by a major customer, and a valuable item will be exchanged as the finale.

This treasure can only be exchanged for a few rare items in the world. If no one can exchange it for it, its ownership will eventually be determined by auctioning spirit stones.

Whether you fellow Taoists can obtain this treasure by chance depends entirely on your luck.

"What exactly is the treasure? Is it a material or a magic medicine? Can you tell me a little bit about it in advance?"

Someone suddenly asked.

To this question, I can only respond.

This thing is truly rare to find in the world. You will all know what it is when it is revealed.

As for concerns about missing out on required materials due to early exchange, there is actually no need to worry too much.

Because the things that ordinary cultivators exchange for this precious treasure, once obtained, will be regarded as treasures and will never be given away easily.

The atmosphere is inherently calm.

However, those few words spoken in a very loud tone were like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing many monks in the hall to become agitated.

The flame of curiosity in everyone's heart was quietly ignited, but no one asked any further questions.

At this moment, the mysterious figure behind the jade table reached out to a storage bag in front of him in a very casual manner.

Suddenly, a black light flashed on his hand, and a fruit that looked like a date but emitted a dark and exceptionally shiny light magically appeared in his palm.

"This is Yin Zao."

The mysterious figure slowly introduced: "This Yin Date was accidentally conceived on the grave of a person who was born on a Yin day in a Yin month in a Yin year. It takes three hundred years for it to bear fruit."

"After that, it is necessary to use the resentment of wronged souls as a foundation and use secret techniques to carefully refine it for 49 days before it can take shape."

"This Yin Zao can be taken directly, or used as a material for alchemy. The auction starts today, the reserve price is 100,000 spirit stones, and each bid is increased by 5,000 spirit stones."

As the mysterious figure said this, Chen Yun couldn't help but be shocked.

"One hundred and twenty thousand!" someone offered.

"One hundred and fourteen thousand!" Then someone else raised the price.

"One hundred and forty-five thousand spirit stones!"

The quotations came one after another.

In the blink of an eye, this Yin Zao, which even Chen Yun had never heard of, was sold at a staggeringly high price.

Most of those who participated in the bidding had black and gray light shining on their bodies, and it seemed that they were treasures that were highly valued by people in the magic world.

In the end, this Yin Zao was bought by a mysterious person at a high price of 190,000 spirit stones.

In a mysterious auction, a rare material called Blood Yang Iron appeared.

This material is made by the fusion and refining of the souls of three cultivators above the Jindan stage. It has the characteristics of fire-attributed techniques and is a rare material for making Yin Fire magic weapons.

The base price was set at 150,000 spirit stones, with each price increase being 10,000.

As the auction progressed, the price of Blood Yang Iron rose rapidly from 180,000 to 200,000, and was finally purchased by a mysterious person at a high price of 250,000 spirit stones.

Next, many evil items such as ghost grass appeared one after another, and each one was bought at a high price by people who urgently needed it, showing a fanatical atmosphere different from that of the big auction.

Chen Yun stood in the crowd, stroking the storage bag at his waist, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He was well aware of the value of these rare materials, but he was unable to participate in the fierce bidding.

For the first time, a practitioner felt a little uneasy.

He was worried that the amount of spirit stones he carried might not be enough to handle the upcoming transaction.

Although he understood that in the process of bartering, there would always be some precious materials that would be auctioned off by Lingshi first.

But he never expected that the value of these items would be so staggering that the starting price of each item was far beyond his expectations.

"Jade rubber is a rare material that can only be produced once every thousand years by the sacred wood of heaven and earth - the jade oak. It is an ideal material for making rare treasures and mechanical puppets."

"The reserve price is set at 120,000 spirit stones, and each bid must not be less than 5,000..."

The figure in the white light slowly took out a piece of glowing gelatinous object.

Chen Yun, who had been careless at first, suddenly became energetic and joined the auction without hesitation.

In the world of immortal cultivators, after reaching the Nascent Soul stage, there are only a few cultivators who maintain a keen interest in refining puppets and magical weapons.

Chen Yun was one of them. After bidding with several other cultivators, he easily purchased what he needed at the price of only 170,000 spirit stones, which undoubtedly made him happy.

Afterwards, among the items that the white light figure continued to auction, two items caught Chen Yun's attention again, costing 190,000 and 310,000 spirit stones respectively. (End of this chapter)