Sovereign to Immortality

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Yang Junshan didn't show any sign of weakness. A strange and chaotic aura surrounded the old barbarian like a poisonous snake, and a gloomy voice came out of his mouth, "I am not interested in the inheritance of the human race, but I am very interested in killing people. However, the old man in my family is very obsessed with these things."    

    

The barbarian elder was startled by Yang Junshan's aura and almost exploded out. His eyes flickered with a trace of surprise and suspicion. He was no longer that old and lecherous man who had been trying to kill himself like a hoodlum just now.    

    

"A Barbarian Spirit Weapon, heh heh, a Barbarian Spirit Weapon is what you want. I, the Elder Man, have some knowledge about the human cultivation world, and in their world, a Barbarian Spirit Weapon is much more valuable than a Barbarian Spirit Weapon." A Barbarian Spirit Weapon is what I want.    

    

The old man's words and expression were full of treachery in Yang Junshan's eyes.    

    

Heh, old man, don't think that you can swindle me. Give me the honest price, although I don't understand the twists and turns in this matter, the old man at home has set a bottom line.    

    

Yang Junshan's vague but threatening tone alarmed and infuriated the old barbarian. This showed that Yang Junshan didn't hesitate to bring out his weapon. Therefore, he had to remain calm for the time being.    

    

"F * ck, so it's those Witch clan tendons!"    

    

The old barbarian was angry, but he also let out a sigh of relief. Sometimes, the Shamans were straightforward and almost tyrannical, but they had a bottom line. As long as they didn't provoke them, the enemies would not stop until they died.    

    

If this was the case for those bastards from the demon race, they might end up with a death grudge if they didn't agree, worrying that the other side would take revenge all day.    

    

"I'm out of luck. I'll take the two high-grade Dharma artifacts with me!"    

    

"Old man, you are so f * cking dishonest. You have an egg with this pearl and two high-grade Berserker Vessels. What kind of weapons and artifacts are not lacking in the entire Yuwai Kingdom?" It's a good thing that I have a high grade Berserker Vessel. If you want it, you don't have to drag it down! "    

    

"Deal!"    

    

The old barbarian immediately complied. He even picked up the photo inheritance bead and threw it into Yang Junshan's arms. Then, he stretched out his hand and said with an impatient look on his face, "Give it to me!"    

    

Yang Junshan was stunned and cursed, "Damn, I was tricked by an old boy like you!"    

    

The old barbarian proudly said, "The Shamans mean what they say. Bring it on!"    

    

Yang Junshan fished around in his bosom for a long time before finally throwing a drum horn to the old man of the barbarian race. He still said fiercely, "Old man, don't let me see you next time. Otherwise, I'll definitely show you who's boss!"    

    

Satisfied, the Old Ancestor grabbed the drum horn, not even giving him time to admire it, as he wrapped up all the scattered items on the stand and turned around to leave. As he walked, he said, "Haha, let's talk about it when we meet again!"    

    

Yang Junshan coldly snorted and stomped his feet on the ground. The piece of limestone he was standing on was completely undamaged, but at a distance of one foot, all the stones within a one zhang radius were turned into fine powder. The alien cultivators around revealed expressions of fear, and moved far away from Yang Junshan.    

    

Yang Junshan did not use any of the primeval essence in his body, but used purely physical strength and force exertion techniques, similar to the Witch Clan cultivators' methods. Of course, this was also due to Yang Junshan's increasingly tyrannical body.    

    

Yang Junshan covered his face and scanned the surroundings. He snorted coldly and walked in another direction, and then disappeared after a while. The surrounding alien cultivators also gradually returned to normal, as if nothing had happened here before.    

    

The old barbarian thought that it would be a great advantage for him to exchange a high-grade Dharma treasure for a useless inheritance bead. However, he didn't know that Yang Junshan was also there sighing at the fact that a precious technique was only worth a high-grade Dharma treasure. If this was in the cultivation world, no one would be willing to trade a totem for it.    

    

Because there were so many people around, Yang Junshan didn't have the time to examine the contents of the Pearl of Inheritance. However, the introduction he received at the beginning already made him feel that the trip was worth it.    

    

According to the description of this secret technique, if this secret technique was used specifically, generally speaking, the growth period of the lowest grade of Spirit Grass would be shortened by more than 90%. Even precious herbs and other precious treasures would be shortened by more than 70% of the growth time.    

    

At first glance, this secret art seemed to be extremely heaven defying, but in reality, there were many limitations to its use. Firstly, the technique could not be performed on a large scale, and each time the target of the technique was only a single plant, coupled with the fact that the technique required a large amount of spiritual materials to be used; secondly, each spiritual plant could only be used once.    

    

For example, the Red Essence Fruit Tree that was one of the most precious treasures of the Yang family. If he used this technique, although it would produce a Red Essence Fruit in a short time, after this fruit was plucked, the whole Red Essence Fruit Tree would instantly wither and die.    

    

But in reality, due to the spirit plant's long growth cycle, cultivators would often not have the time to wait in times of need. Thus, this type of secret technique would come in handy, especially when life was at stake, and it would show the importance of this technique.    

    

Yang Junshan put the Pearl of Inheritance into his storage ring and began to stroll around the marketplace. After he made his move, although Yang Junshan wanted to collect all the complete, broken, and incomplete inheritance from the various stalls, and then sort them out one by one, he restrained his impatience. Even though he already had the foreshadowing from before, he was still worried that people would pay attention to him continuously, so he could only pay attention to the stalls around him and wait for news about Yang Junxiu and Bao Yu'er.    

    

Compared to Yang Junshan's own caution, Yang Junxiu's identity as a tiger demon and fish-wrapping ghost clan was much more tranquil. Even though it was strange to buy away the heritage of human cultivators, at least both of their identities were true.    

    

While thinking, Yang Junshan used his spiritual sense to sense the various items on the stall next to him, hoping that he would run into some good fortune. However, although the items here were a lot of things from the foreign lands, and were much cheaper than those in the cultivation world, his own wealth was limited, so he couldn't waste any of his limited resources on them. Not to mention that there would be a free trade for high-level cultivators on the next day, so he could only try his best to find something that would catch his eyes.    

    

However, Yang Junshan quickly realized that he was being followed!    

    

However, he soon realized that he was feeling guilty, and the people following behind him didn't seem to have any intentions of hiding their tracks. Moreover, this person was only at the Martial Saint Realm, so rather than to say that he was following him, it would be more accurate to say that they had something to talk about.    

    

Yang Junshan didn't look back, but followed his memory and casually walked to a relatively quiet alley. He stood there and waited for the person behind him to come over.    

    

A Shi Clan cultivator hurriedly turned the corner, and when she raised his head, he saw a pair of eyes staring at him from within the hood.    

    

That Shi Clan cultivator trembled with excitement. She wanted to turn around and leave, but her feet refused to obey. Under the gaze of this Witch, his bald head was quickly covered in beads of sweat.    

    

"Are you following me?"    

    

After a long time, an eerie voice came from behind the hood.    

    

"No, no!" The Shi Clan cultivator hastily placed her hands together as she stammered, "Senior, do not misunderstand, do not misunderstand! This junior … I want to show a treasure to senior to confirm its value and how much it is worth!"    

    

"Hehehehehe--"    

    

Yang Junshan chuckled and said, "Interesting, this is truly interesting. How dare a Scholar Cultivator of the Shi Family dare to do business with a Blood Mage Cultivator? Aren't you afraid of losing money?"    

    

The Shi Clan cultivator was almost crushed to the ground by Yang Junshan's mountain-like aura. Fortunately, Yang Junshan did not intend to do that, so the Shi Clan cultivator was drenched in sweat and said with a trembling voice, "Junior heard that the Shaman Cultivators wanted to clearly distinguish between gratitude and grievances. I have never offended senior, so I will not make a move on my juniors."    

    

Yang Junshan sneered, "Follow me and follow my movements with malicious intent. Now that I've killed you, everything you have will belong to me. Do you think the Twelve True Monster Peaks need to seek justice for you?"    

    

The face of the Shi Clan cultivator instantly turned pale.    

    

Of course, Yang Junshan wouldn't kill him in earnest, if he provoked the twelve True Demon Peaks to interfere and expose his identity, then it would be a loss. Yang Junshan would obviously not kill him in earnest, if he provoked the twelve True Demon Peaks to interfere and reveal his identity, it wouldn't be worth it, so he said that just to scare him: "Hmph, take out your things.    

    

Yang Junshan's view of the Shi Clan cultivators was extremely extreme, and he held extreme hatred towards the Seventh Pine Faction. However, he held deep respect for the Mercy and Bitter Cultivator Faction, and this Shi Clan cultivator was like Jia Hui Monk, a disciple of the Bitter Cultivator Faction.    

    

When the Shi Clan cultivator heard Yang Junshan's words, she knew that her life was in danger. She wiped away the cold sweat on her forehead and fished out a torn piece of cloth from her mackintosh with trembling hands. Looking at its age, she extended his hands towards Yang Junshan.    

    

However, this Shi Clan cultivator didn't notice that when he took out this damaged piece of cloth, Yang Junshan's originally calm expression suddenly changed. The material of this tattered cloth piece seemed to be extremely similar to the material of the item she was wearing.    

    

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For the last two and a half hours, Sleeping Autumn has been working hard to update the third chapter, imploring everyone to maintain their position in the top ten of the Sleepy Moon List at the last moment.    

    


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