King of Creation
Chapter 137 - 135: Not Mad, Not Brazen (Second Update)

Chapter 137: Chapter 135: Not Mad, Not Brazen (Second Update)

Black Water King’s City East City.

Ye Zhen left the residence of an Xu-surnamed Alchemist, his expression quite gloomy.

This was already the sixth Alchemist he had visited.

Perhaps this was a common ailment among Alchemists.

Those with even a modicum of success all acted as though they were the best in the world.

With an attitude as if they couldn’t care less whether they refined pills or not.

Ye Zhen could accept the high cost of Alchemy; spending more silver was no issue, but even if he was willing to pay more, there still needed to be a wait.

At the earliest, he would have to wait two months before the Alchemist would refine pills for him.

But that wasn’t even the most frustrating part.

What troubled Ye Zhen the most was that these Alchemists charged high prices, made you wait for several months, and still couldn’t guarantee the success rate of the Alchemy.

The highest guaranteed a seventy percent success rate; the lowest was a mere forty percent.

When it all came down to it, the Black Water Pill King offered the best cost-performance ratio.

For the same treatment and expenses, the Black Water Pill King at least guaranteed a minimum success rate.

Looking at the remaining three names on the list of Alchemists given by Elder Bao of the Dao Field, Ye Zhen lost interest in making further inquiries, and moreover, there was an even more daunting problem.

Both now and in the future, on the path of Cultivation, pills would play an extremely significant role.

It could be said that a Martial Artist’s demand for pills was lifelong.

However, pills were just too difficult to obtain.

The higher the grade of the pill, the harder it was to get.

In the future, whether it was breaking through a bottleneck, enhancing Cultivation, or healing injuries, precious pills would be needed for assistance. At that time, Ye Zhen could only ask these Alchemists to refine pills for him.

But due to the scarcity of Pill Masters and the competition between numerous Martial Artists, Alchemists enjoyed a very high status, and ninety percent of them would not even give a proper glance to Martial Artists who came begging for pills.

Suffering such indignity once could be tolerated, but if it happened repeatedly, it would really turn someone into a bag of suppressed anger.

But the current situation was such that as long as Ye Zhen continued on the path of Martial Arts, he would have to endure it.

This kind of life was not what Ye Zhen wanted.

In Ye Zhen’s pursuit of Martial Arts, what he wanted was great freedom and thrill, not to suffer indignity and suppress anger.

After leaving the Xu-surnamed Alchemist’s residence, Ye Zhen walked and pondered this issue, and an idea he had shelved for a long time resurfaced in his mind.

However, the idea was dangerous and could very well endanger his life.

But if it were verified successfully, Ye Zhen’s need for Cultivation-advancing pills would be greatly reduced in the future.

He wouldn’t have to live at the whims of an Alchemist anymore.

When Ye Zhen reached a crossroads, he suddenly made up his mind.

Without taking risks, how could one gain great benefits?

No madness, no ambition!

However, such experiments involving one’s own life must be approached with utmost caution, with ample preparation and predicting the possible dangers to the greatest extent.

Turning around, Ye Zhen headed straight for the Spirit Martial Market of Black Water King’s City.

This Spirit Martial Market was a specialized market where Martial Artists from all directions gathered within Black Water King’s City to trade various resources. Initially formed spontaneously, it later grew in size and came under official maintenance.

Last time, the Seven-Colored Jade Heart Hairpin that Ye Zhen bought for Caiyi was from Wanbao Pavilion within the Spirit Martial Market.

When Ye Zhen arrived at the Spirit Martial Market, it was the afternoon, the peak time for Martial Artists to gather. Aside from the numerous shops within the market, the streets were filled with Martial Artists who had set up small stalls.

After making a round, Ye Zhen found that most of the items sold by the Martial Artists at the small stalls were herbs, Demon Beast materials, minerals, and secret manuals were nowhere to be seen.

Luckily, what Ye Zhen thought would be exceedingly rare, the Human-Level Low Grade Demon Pills, were actually being sold.

Demon Cores from Demon Beasts were exceedingly rare, and the lower the grade of the Demon Beast, the more difficult it was to condense a Demon Core.

What Ye Zhen needed now were Human-Level Low Grade Demon Cores.

"How much for these two Human-Level Low Grade Demon Cores?"

After looking around, Ye Zhen finally set his sights on the Demon Cores of a Purple Horned Green Sheep being sold by a calling Martial Artist.

The Purple Horned Green Sheep was a Human-Level Low Grade Demon Beast, herbivorous!

Because it was herbivorous, the various negative energies and toxins contained in its Demon Core were much less compared to other Demon Beasts, making it suitable for Ye Zhen’s risky experiment.

But Ye Zhen was curious about how this brother managed to acquire the two Purple Horned Green Sheep Demon Cores.

For an herbivorous Demon Beast like the Purple Horned Green Sheep, the likelihood of condensing a Demon Core was abysmally low; one might have to slay thousands to even find one Demon Core.

"Ah, Demon Cores of the Purple Horned Green Sheep, well, one hundred taels of gold each!"

"And what about these few Human-Level Middle and Human-Level top-grade Demon Cores, what are the prices for each?" asked Ye Zhen.

"Human-Level Middle Grade Demon Cores are five hundred taels of gold, and Human-Level top-grade Demon Cores are three thousand taels of gold!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhen hissed lightly.

It wasn’t because the items were too expensive, but rather too cheap, especially compared to the refining prices of the Alchemists, it was a bargain.

Out of the Alchemists that Ye Zhen had consulted, to refine a Human-Level Middle Level Demon Spirit Essence Elixir, excluding the cost of other ingredients which Ye Zhen had to cover, just the labor fee alone was three thousand taels of gold, a whole six times the price of the Demon Cores.

And the labor fee for refining Human-Level top-grade Demon Pills was even higher, with the cheapest requiring ten Low Grade Spirit Crystals and no guarantee of success!

"If Demon Cores are priced so low, and if my method is verified successfully, wouldn’t that mean..."

"Brother, if you find it too expensive, I can give you an even better deal..." Seeing that Ye Zhen fell silent, the Martial Artist selling the Demon Cores became anxious.

Demon Cores, especially Low-Grade ones, had few buyers and were not easy to sell.

"I’ll take these two Human-Level Low Grade Demon Cores, and these two Human-Level Middle Grade Demon Cores!"

"Alright, just give me eleven hundred gold taels and it’s a deal. Silver notes are also acceptable!"

Ye Zhen paid without hesitation. The moment he received two Human-Level Lower Demon Pills from the martial artist’s hand, he suddenly felt a stinging pain on his cheek.

Looking up, he saw a ferocious-looking martial artist in the crowd staring intently at him. When the martial artist noticed Ye Zhen watch him, he swiftly made a move.

The strength of an Early-stage Spirit Summoning Realm martial artist completely unfurled, pushing the surrounding crowd of True Essence Realm martial artists apart like waves. In an instant, the ferocious martial artist was right in front of Ye Zhen.

"Hold on, I’m taking these Demon Pills!"

Shouting, the ferocious martial artist didn’t seem to intend on purchasing, but directly reached out to rob Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen retreated lightning-fast several meters away, "Sorry, I’ve already bought them."

"Damn it, you dare not give me something I want? You’re courting death!"

With a roar, the ferocious martial artist let out a tiger’s howl, sending True Yuan filled with streams of Spiritual Power surging towards Ye Zhen furiously. Judging by the amount of Spiritual Power, the martial artist’s cultivation was actually close to a Mid-stage Spirit Summoning Realm martial artist.

Ye Zhen frowned and executed the Chasing Star Step, once again dodging the attack.

This incident was somewhat odd.

This ferocious martial artist was attacking Ye Zhen unprovoked, even attempting to kill him outright.

In the span of this moment, the ferocious martial artist fully unleashed his near Mid-stage Spirit Summoning Realm cultivation, striking with lethal moves and showing no mercy whatsoever.

He was set on killing Ye Zhen.

"Could someone be plotting against me from behind?"

Soon after, Ye Zhen shook his head again.

This didn’t seem like the handiwork of Chu Jun, Fan Chuyu, or the others who were aware of Ye Zhen’s strength. Sending someone to trouble Ye Zhen would definitely not be a martial artist whose cultivation hadn’t reached the Mid-stage Spirit Summoning Realm.

Frankly speaking, such an opponent truly wasn’t enough for Ye Zhen to worry about.

Suddenly, Ye Zhen’s gaze caught a familiar person in the crowd behind—the Third Son of the Right Guard General Mansion, Pan Wei, who was smirking while watching the battle!

Seeing Ye Zhen’s gaze turn towards him, Pan Wei quickly sidestepped, avoiding Ye Zhen’s eyes.

But even though he avoided it, Ye Zhen immediately understood the situation.

So it was the Third Son of the Right Guard General Mansion, Pan Wei, who had hired someone to take revenge on him.

However, the caliber of the person he found matched his own intelligence—they were both extraordinarily inept!

"Enough! If you don’t back off now, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"

Having confirmed the situation, Ye Zhen shouted fiercely at the ferocious martial artist, his eyes bursting with killing intent!

"Heh, boy, you’re quite arrogant! With that little bit of your cultivation, you think you can be ruthless with me..."

Clang!

The Sky Crystal Sword in Ye Zhen’s hand flew out of its scabbard, True Yuan burst forth, and the Winter Plum Intent suddenly rose up, creating a bone-piercing cold that instantly made the spectating martial artists shiver!

Bone-Piercing Winter Plum!

With one slash, a frosty white, chillingly cold Sword Gang, six Zhang long, plummeted straight towards the ferocious martial artist.

The moment the Sword Gang was unleashed, the Sword Vein Divine Power inside Ye Zhen vibrated suddenly, and inexplicably, the might of Ye Zhen’s Bone-Piercing Winter Plum Sword Momentum increased by another third, stretching the Sword Gang to seven Zhang long.

With a flick of his Divine Sense, the surging Sword Gang was instantly compressed back to six Zhang by Ye Zhen.

This was another great benefit of reaching the Capturing Realm with his Divine Soul Cultivation.

Ye Zhen could control the length of the Sword Gang at will.

The longest it could reach was twelve Zhang, and the shortest, Ye Zhen could compress the Sword Gang to two Zhang.

The shorter the Sword Gang, the greater its power.

At this moment, a Sword Gang six Zhang in length, equivalent to eighteen meters, was more than sufficient, as the distance between Ye Zhen and that ferocious martial artist was only twelve meters!

Whoosh!

As the six Zhang long Sword Gang plummeted, the ferocious martial artist was immediately stunned.

He had never imagined that a True Essence Realm martial artist could unleash a Sword Gang six Zhang long; not to mention True Essence Realm, even those in the Spirit Summoning Realm couldn’t do that.

This shock was the difference between life and death!

Of course, even if he wasn’t shocked, he was doomed to die!

Pfft!

Without surprise, the ferocious martial artist was split in half by Ye Zhen right in the street!

This god-like twist instantly shocked all the spectating martial artists into a state of astonishment!

"My God, a Fifth Stage True Essence Realm martial artist can actually slay a Spirit Summoning Realm martial artist with one sword. Am I dreaming?"

"Is... is this even human?"

"Hmph, courting death!"

With a snort, Ye Zhen, who was standing with his sword returned to its sheath, looked towards where Pan Wei was.

Pan Wei’s face was also filled with shock, but soon, a hint of ecstasy emerged on his face.

Whoo!

He took out a specially made bamboo whistle from his bosom and desperately blew on it, the whistle’s sound piercing the sky.

In the very next moment, the sound of uniform armor and the advance of troops echoed.

At the entrance of the Spirit Martial Market, a fifty-man unit of the clearly uniformed Guard Army marched into the Spirit Martial Market.

At the same time, Pan Wei, elated, emerged from the crowd, pointed at Ye Zhen, and shouted at the swiftly approaching Guard Army, "Commander Gao, this man has disregarded the Royal City’s prohibition and killed someone on the street, committing a bloody crime. Seize him at once!" (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)