The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 188 - 173: Sensation in the Trading Field_1

Chapter 188: Chapter 173: Sensation in the Trading Field_1

"Jiuyuan!"

Many people whispered reverently, stepping aside to make way.

Pang Jian’s heart trembled slightly, but his face showed no change; he remained seated, motionless.

In his mind, the image of Bai Wei clutching the torn pieces of her storage bag, committing suicide by poison, and then being discarded amongst the rocks on Ice Rock Island surfaced once again.

Zhao Ling, Meng Qiulan, Wu Yi—each corpse with its tragic death—also flashed through his mind.

Jiuyuan, was indeed the mastermind orchestrating everything from behind.

"Little brother, we meet again."

Jiuyuan approached with an imposing air, and even before he reached Pang Jian’s stall, he let out a hearty laugh from afar.

To the unaware, it seemed as if he and Pang Jian were old acquaintances with a very good relationship.

"Jiuyuan, you..."

Madam Hua’s brows furrowed tightly.

"Haha, Hong Jian, Pang Jian!"

Jiuyuan suddenly flashed a sinister grin.

By now, he had confirmed that the man who posed as Hong Tai’s nephew and raided their Blood Spirit Sect’s beast-catching ship in the Fourth Realm, Hong Jian, was none other than the Pang Jian before him!

His old adversary—Lou Yunming of the Yin Spirit Temple—had explicitly stated that the paper fan imprisoning Luo Hongyan had entered the Solitude Mountain Range along with a Heavenly Spirit Tower.

The fan was another Strange Treasure originally intended for Dong Tianze by the Yin Spirit Temple.

The Yin Spirit Temple highly valued Dong Tianze, regarding him as a prodigy like Zhao Yuanqi and Fang Boxuan, so before Dong Tianze officially joined the Yin Spirit Temple, they provided him with many treasures for protection.

With the Ghost Howling in hand, once Dong Tianze acquired the fan, he could suppress the Soul Spirit within and truly unleash the fan’s power.

But then, the fan shattered in the Solitude Mountain Range, allowing the imprisoned Luo Hongyan to break free.

After Lou Yunming confirmed Luo Hongyan’s identity, Jiuyuan made the connection, realizing that the new Hall Master of the Dark Ghosts, Hong Jian, was actually Pang Jian right before his eyes.

"My young friend is quite capable; I am very curious how you managed to acquire these treasures from seventh-grade Ferocious Beasts?"

Jiuyuan let out a strange chuckle.

His dark red eyes glimmered with a blood-like glow, and the red robe he was clad in seemed drenched in fresh blood, giving off a strong scent of blood.

"No comment."

Pang Jian responded indifferently.

"Hehe!"

Jiuyuan continued to laugh loudly.

After his laughter subsided, he looked at Pang Jian with malevolent intent and feigned surprise, "Eh, where’s your sister?"

Pang Jian’s face remained as calm as still water, and he said dispassionately, "If you’re not buying anything, don’t stand in my way."

"Right, don’t be a nuisance."

The next sentence came from Qi Qingsong’s mouth.

He stood quietly behind Pang Jian, a lazy smile on his lips, saying, "Everyone is busy; we don’t have time to listen to your irrelevant rubbish."

He feared that Pang Jian, provoked by Jiuyuan, would lose his temper and lash out, only to be conveniently dealt with by Jiuyuan.

In Bagua City, Pang Jian’s impulsiveness and recklessness were still fresh in his memory; he truly worried that Pang Jian might act wildly without concern and suddenly attack Jiuyuan unawares.

He was well aware that Pang Jian, who was behind by two realms, would face certain death if he dared to act impulsively towards Jiuyuan.

Yuanmang had its own rules, and since Jiuyuan had come, he too had to follow them; he wouldn’t cause trouble in the First Peak’s trading ground.

But if Pang Jian couldn’t restrain himself and took the initiative to strike under Jiuyuan’s provocation, his death at Jiuyuan’s hands wouldn’t be considered breaking the rules, and even Cao wouldn’t be able to say much about it.

"I’ll buy it!"

Jiuyuan laughed heartily, glancing at the insignia on Qi Qingsong’s chest and recognizing him as the Sword Tower genius recently cordially received by Cao, and said, "This Blood Lizard’s skin, I will buy it!"

Without waiting for Pang Jian to speak, Jiuyuan added, "Ah, I do need a piece like this. I could just snatch it away when you leave Yuanmang, but I’m worried someone else might buy it in the meantime, and I’d miss out. 350,000 it is, settled!"

He unabashedly uttered his threatening words, "Actually, it’s all the same; I’ll give you the 350,000 Spirit Stones now, and when you leave Yuanmang, I’ll just take them back."

"Haha!"

Jiuyuan laughed joyously.

Now, through Cao and the Yin Spirit Temple, he was certain that Pang Jian wasn’t a scion from the Upper Realm, so he no longer had any reservations.

"Do these two have a private feud?"

"Jiuyuan from Blood Moon has a problem with this kid?"

The cultivators gathered around, upon hearing Jiuyuan’s words, sensed something odd and inched closer.

Today was the last day, and there weren’t many good treasures left, especially now that noon had passed and the people wandering around hadn’t seen any strange treasures.

Pang Jian’s sudden appearance and his display of those rare materials from seventh-grade Ferocious Beasts had immediately caused a sensation.

Add to that Jiuyuan’s words...

No matter where they were in the trading ground, everyone kept an eye on what was happening around Pang Jian.

*Clap*

As Pang Jian was about to speak, he felt Qi Qingsong gently patting his shoulder from behind.

Pang Jian nodded slightly, understanding Qi Qingsong’s concern, and looking calmly towards the woman standing with Jiuyuan, he asked, "Madam Hua, I can decide to whom I sell, can’t I?"

"Of course."

Madam Hua’s smile was radiant.

"That’s good."

Pang Jian placed both hands on the table before him and calmly looked at Jiuyuan, who was grinning eerily, saying, "The Spiritual Materials I have brought out are not for sale to Blood Moon or the Yin Spirit Temple. Anyone from Blood Moon or the Yin Spirit Temple, whether they be disciples, Protectors, or Elders, I outright refuse to sell to any."

Jiuyuan’s strange smile suddenly disappeared from his face, and he said coldly, "Kid, are you dead set on seeking death?"

Pang Jian ignored him, shifting his gaze to Madam Hua’s face: "Is that okay?"

"Of course!"

Madam Hua repeated.

She also reined in the smile on her face and eyes, speaking solemnly, "This does not violate Old Cao’s rules. Since the item is yours, you can sell it to whomever you want. Before the official transaction, you are free to set the price. We only take a ten percent commission when the final transaction amount is settled."

"Little brother!"

Huang Qi, with his weasel-like features, suddenly appeared from somewhere, squinting at the pair of pupils of the Red-eyed Demon Wolf, grinning, "I’ll take these pupils!"

"Just wait."

"Crack!"

Pang Jian first crushed the tagged wooden card in his hand, then casually picked up a new one, changing the price label from five hundred thousand Spirit Stones directly to six hundred thousand.

"It’s ready now."

Holding up the new wooden card, he showed it to Huang Qi: "This is the new price."

Huang Qi’s face twitched, and he said with a bitter smile, "Little brother, aren’t you being a bit too ruthless? With the Great Creation Sacred Body, I only raised the price by thirty thousand, but you..."

"I’ll take it for six hundred thousand!"

Before Pang Jian could speak, an exceptionally young voice suddenly rang out.

As soon as these words were uttered, many people looked astonished.

Madam Hua sharply turned her head, looking at a tall figure hurrying over, exclaiming, "Yang Rui!"

In front of one of the wooden doors of the trading floor stood a young man with a Fierce Sun insignia etched on his chest, his body still radiating the lingering sunlight.

He stood in front of the door like a blazing sun, his presence incredibly imposing.

"Whoosh!"

A dazzling streak of rainbow lightning flashed by, and he instantly appeared between Madam Hua and Jiuyuan.

He stood directly opposite Pang Jian, pointing at the pair of pupils belonging to the Level Seven Red-eyed Demon Wolf, stating in a tone that brooked no refusals, "I want this!"

"Yang Rui, did you come here upon hearing the news?"

Madam Hua was taken aback.

"Hmm."

The towering young man stood there, the center of all attention, with many people watching him from the shadows.

"Raging Sun Sect, Yang Rui, later stages of Hollow Profound Realm, just a step away from Spirit Condensation Realm..."

Pang Jian’s mind immediately recalled the words of the Individual Cultivator Gao Yuan, and he instantly knew the identity of the newcomer.

"Six hundred thousand it is! Don’t you know the rule of first come, first served?" Huang Qi stamped his foot in anger, not the least bit intimidated by Yang Rui’s status, and hurried to take out his Spirit Stones.

"Does this guy not know who Yang Rui is?"

Madam Hua felt something was amiss.

She figured that even if Huang Qi was of Hollow Profound Realm, not wearing the robes of any of the five major sects would make him an Individual Cultivator.

An Individual Cultivator, let alone in Hollow Profound Realm, even if they had the cultivation of Spirit Condensation Realm, how could they dare to compete with the scion of Raging Sun Sect for Spiritual Material?

"Little brother, you have the right to decide whom to sell to."

Yang Rui stood with his arms crossed over his chest, his stature and status seeming to tower over Madam Hua and Jiuyuan.

Looking into Pang Jian’s eyes, he commanded with an overbearing presence, "However, if you are willing to sell it to me, then you will have an extra path open to you."

"Little brother!"

Huang Qi said anxiously, "The Great Creation Sacred Body is an incomplete technique. I could still manage to find the rest of it later!"

"Sorry, but first come, first served. I’ll sell it to him."

Pang Jian, holding onto the pair of Red-eyed Demon Wolf’s pupils, looked at Individual Cultivator Huang Qi, waiting for him to produce the Spirit Stones.

Huang Qi immediately breathed a sigh of relief and sheepishly laughed, "The other day, it was my fault. Thank you, little brother, for your magnanimity!"

Yang Rui nodded his head, not looking at Pang Jian again. Instead, he turned to Madam Hua, "What’s his name?"

"Pang Jian."

"Good, I’ll remember that."

Yang Rui turned into a ray of rainbow light and left.

His arrival was quick, and his departure was just as rapid.

"Daring to offend Yang Rui of the Raging Sun Sect, are you?" Jiuyuan gave Pang Jian a thumbs-up, praising with a strange laugh, "I was a bit worried just now that if you really sold it to Yang Rui, I’d have to give him some face."

"But I didn’t expect... Haha!"

As the laughter ceased, Jiuyuan’s eyes showed a fierce color, and he said coldly, "You’re not actually from a great family of the Second Realm. Just a Lower Realm hunter who got lucky, passing a secret trial by fluke and obtaining quite a few precious Spiritual Materials."

"To be honest, the fact that you’ve lived up to now is already a stroke of good fortune."

Jiuyuan laid bare Pang Jian’s humble origins.

"It’s all because Dong Tianze returned from that trial seeking out someone named Pang Jian everywhere. We just needed to inquire a bit to know that the Pang Jian Dong Tianze was looking for half a year ago was merely a young hunter from the Solitude Mountain Range of the Lower Realm."

"With the protection of the remnants of the Blood Spirit Sect, you managed to stir up trouble in the Lower Realm for a while, but this can’t change your fate!"

Madam Hua was full of confusion, looking at Pang Jian, then at Qi Qingsong, thinking to herself, "Coming from the Lower Realm, just a hunter who’s had a stroke of dumb luck?"

"A hunter from the Lower Realm?"

Zhang Bin, mingling within the crowd, and Individual Cultivator Lei Kun, with their profound gazes, also fixed their attention on Pang Jian.

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