The Holy Maiden Uncovers My Coffin When I Just Become An Emperor’s Corpse
Chapter 106: Primordial First Saint!

Chapter 106: Chapter 106: Primordial First Saint!

The chubby cultivator wanted to speak, but the words were stuck in his throat.

"Someone is actually buying that thing!" he looked over, astonished.

The sitting figure made his eyes involuntarily move.

The two delicate young men sitting by the wall paused their eating.

Their gaze fixed on Yang Yan!

"He’s going to buy it?"

The innkeeper had pitched the black ash to them as well, but they thought it was useless, so they declined.

*Who would have thought...*

"Someone actually believed the innkeeper’s nonsense and bought that thing!" a young man with white hair sneered.

"Absolutely no discernment!"

Not only were they surprised, but even the innkeeper paused, looking at Yang Yan.

The man before him was asking for the ash!

His hands were trembling!

"You, you really want this black ash?" He could hardly believe someone would buy the stuff in his hand.

So many years!

Not just his generation had sold this ash.

Generations before him, at least over ten, had tried.

But no one could sell it.

Today, he was about to sell it.

Bang!

A spirit saber was thrown to the ground like trash by Wudao Tian.

"My master said he wants it, so he wants it, enough with the nonsense," he said, now more assertive than before.

One or two spiritual artifacts didn’t matter at all!

"Don’t spill it, set it down," Wudao Tian continued.

He saw the innkeeper’s hands tremble continuously, and the black ash on the white cloth was floating up.

If unchecked, and it spilled on the ground, it would be lost.

"Yes, yes!" The innkeeper snapped out of it and quickly steadied his shaking wrist.

He respectfully placed the white cloth on the table, then picked up the spiritual saber from the ground.

He wiped the blade, brimming with excitement.

"It’s a spirit saber that’s been nurtured!" the innkeeper said happily. "Thank you, thank you."

He then retreated downstairs, leaving happily.

The people upstairs exchanged glances.

"Using a spirit saber to trade for ash.

Haha, truly wealthy!" a cultivator at the edge thought sinisterly.

He then set his chopsticks down and headed downstairs.

*He flaunted his wealth, now someone’s targeting him, trouble’s brewing here!* the white-haired youth thought.

He put his chopsticks down.

"No need to stay here and find trouble, let’s go."

The servant with the black bundle stood up to follow.

"Yes, young master."

The two went downstairs and left, while the two delicate young men exchanged glances.

The boy with rosy lips and white teeth sniffed the air.

"He really bought it, must be wealthy!" she said softly.

By this time, the chubby cultivator stood up and walked over to Yang Yan with a smile.

"Greetings, geniuses!

I am Gu Yuetian of the Treasure Pavilion!" the chubby cultivator bowed to Yang Yan.

Yang Yan ignored him.

"Treasury Pavilion’s man, what do you want here?" Leng Bi Yue spoke for Yang Yan.

Gu Yuetian showed his white teeth.

"Esteemed geniuses, I also have some items from Divine relics."

He extended his hand, revealing a box.

He opened it to reveal white powder inside.

"This is collected by Treasure Pavilion when a Divine fell.

It’s absolutely from a Divine!

Useful in finding divine relics.

Selling to you for just one piece of Divine Origin.

If you give spiritual artifacts, I don’t mind taking them." he said, glancing at Leng Bi Yue and Xue Ni Chang.

He found they looked at him as if he were a fool.

"Esteemed geniuses, I know you don’t believe me.

But I swear to Heaven, there’s not a bit of untruth in my words.

If there’s falsehood, let me be struck by lightning five times!" Gu Yuetian said earnestly.

Yang Yan slowly turned his head, making Gu Yuetian blink, unable to open his eyes.

"You want it?"

"Get lost!" Yang Yan spat out a word.

Gu Yuetian awkwardly smiled.

"Genius, don’t disbelieve me, I..." he was trying to persuade.

Suddenly, sharp gazes fixed on him.

Gu Yuetian’s smile froze on his face, he could see.

Figures rose around him, power erupting from them.

Especially Li Wan Hua, his body emitted a seven-colored Divine Light, exceptionally astonishing!

And the appearance of these people gave Gu Yuetian a feeling!

If he said one more word, he would die on the spot.

"I’m leaving, I’m leaving!" Gu Yuetian bowed and returned to his seat, packing the food on the table into a storage bag.

Then, with his things, he scurried away.

Once Gu Yuetian left, Zhan Tianyi, Zhan Wuchang, Li Wan Hua, and others sat down.

"Young master, I wasn’t mistaken, was I?" asked one delicate young man in surprise.

The boy next to him, with rosy lips and white teeth, nodded.

"You weren’t mistaken, let’s leave soon.

These people aren’t just supremely talented, they’re ruthless!"

The two didn’t bother eating, quietly slipping away.

Once they were gone, only Yang Yan and his servant remained on the second floor.

"Master Demon King, is this ash a treasure?" Little Flower leaned on the table, looking at the black ash on the white cloth.

Yang Yan tapped his finger on his brow.

"It should be a treasure!" he said.

Just now, when the innkeeper brought out the black ash.

In his Sea of Consciousness, a Divine Spirit from the All Heavens Divine Spirits Map trembled and appeared.

"Open!"

Yang Yan uttered a word, a slit opened on his brow.

A figure clad in Golden Helmet and Armor, holding a golden iron rod.

Proudly standing, golden light shot from its eyes.

The golden light shone through the slit on his brow onto the black ash on the white cloth, vaporizing it.

It turned into tiny white crystals in the air, forming five words.

"Primordial First Saint!"

The golden light disappeared, and the Sea of Consciousness closed.

The five words fell onto the white cloth.

Becoming a strand of golden hair.

Yang Yan reached to pick up the hair, but his finger passed through it.

"Master, what’s going on?" Xue Ni Chang asked in confusion.

Yang Yan focused his gaze.

"What you’re seeing is an illusion, not tangible."

He raised his finger.

"The real entity is just this little bit."

Everyone stared at Yang Yan’s fingertip, condensing Profound Qi in their eyes to finally see.

On Yang Yan’s fingertip, there was a bit of gold.

"This white cloth can seal off the aura, keep it, it might be useful," Yang Yan said.

If it couldn’t seal the aura, the Divine figure in his brow should have already noticed.

"Yes, master." Leng Bi Yue collected the white cloth.

Thud!

A sudden noise came from downstairs.

"What are you doing, that’s my spiritual artifact!" the innkeeper’s voice came up.