God Emperor

Wherever there are people, there will be a black market.

If the Wushi Bank exists, it has formulated a set of transaction rules for the entire Kunlun world. So the existence of the black market is undoubtedly breaking that rule.

Of course, in some aspects, the black market is making up for some of the shortcomings of Wushi Bank and building a more complete trading market.

Because there are some things that can only be bought on the black market, such as human lives, forbidden weapons from the Ministry of War, and pills monopolized by medieval families, etc.

The black market headquarters in Tiantai Prefecture is an ancient city, known as the capital of evil, and can be called the darkest place in the entire Tiantai Prefecture.

Tiantai Prefecture has thirty-six prefectures and one thousand two hundred and ninety-six counties. Most of the headquarters of evil forces are also located here.

Although this evil city has withstood countless wars and been attacked many times, it has still not been destroyed, but has become more prosperous.

"Gah!"

A chirping sound pierced the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the violent sound of breaking wind sounded, and the golden-winged thunder eagle pulled the blood soul chariot from the sky and drove straight into the black market.

The golden-winged thunder eagle exuded dazzling golden light, and the aura it exuded was like an ancient mythical beast. It walked on the wide street, frightening all the evil cultivators to dodge and retreat.

"What a powerful savage beast. I wonder who is in the chariot?"

"That is the Blood Soul Chariot of the Blood God Sect. Only giants from the Holy Realm are eligible to ride on it. It must be a big shot coming to the black market."

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Everyone was talking a lot, all speculating on the identity of the owner of the Blood Soul Chariot.

The Blood Soul Chariot drove until it reached the gate of the Black Market First Grade Hall before stopping. Then, Zhang Ruochen walked out of it.

Murong Yue knew in advance that Zhang Ruochen was coming and was already waiting outside the gate.

In addition, two monks, one white and one black, stood behind Murong Yue.

The white-skinned monk is as white as jade, very fat, and always has a Buddha-like smile on his face.

The dark-skinned monk looks extremely lean, like a piece of black coal, in sharp contrast to the white-skinned monk.

The two of them were the disciples of Master Indra, Da Sikong and Er Sikong.

Recently, they have been practicing with Murong Yue in the world, but they have not caused much trouble.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen stepping down from the Blood Soul Chariot, Murong Yue immediately greeted him and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Master Gu, for becoming the new Son of God of the Blood God Sect."

Zhang Ruochen nodded and said, "Is there any news about the thing I want?"

Murong Yue looked around and said, "This is not the place for talking. Young Master, please come with me."

Zhang Ruochen nodded and followed Murong Yue into the Black Market First Grade Hall and came to an independent courtyard.

In the courtyard, a large protective formation began to operate, condensing into an invisible light shield that enveloped the entire courtyard.

"Meet His Highness the Crown Prince."

Murong Yue knelt down on one knee and saluted Zhang Ruochen, appearing very respectful.

Zhang Ruochen nodded and signaled Murong Yue to get up.

Murong Yue stood up, looking heroic and capable, and said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince asked his subordinates to search for the saint-level elephant soul, and they have already found out some information."

Zhang Ruochen looked happy and asked, "Where is it?"

Murong Yue said: "Tonight, at the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect's auction, the elephant soul of a blue-armored camel elephant will be auctioned."

The Moon Worshiping Demon Sect also has a large industry in the black market. Generally speaking, the Demon Sect's auctions are very heavyweight, and the treasures auctioned are also top-notch.

Saint Yuan Dan, Saint Source, Holy Magic Secrets... may all appear on the auction stage.

Zhang Ruochen was determined to win the blue-armored camel elephant's soul, so he naturally wanted to attend tonight's auction.

Zhang Ruochen took out a small jar of divine blood, containing a thousand drops, and gave it to Murong Yue, asking her to exchange it for holy stones.

After all, at the auction, all transactions were conducted using holy stones, so Zhang Ruochen naturally had to prepare a large amount in advance.

Even Murong Yue was quite shocked after receiving a thousand drops of divine blood. Because the amount of divine blood is so huge that converting it all into holy stones is enough to compare with the entire wealth of a saint.

Murong Yue's state of mind was far beyond that of ordinary people. She quickly put her face back in shock and retreated with the Thousand Drops of Blood God.

Da Sikong came to Zhang Ruochen's side, clasped his hands together, and said with a bright smile: "Uncle Master, the poor monk has also accumulated some treasures over the years, and sold them all and replaced them with holy stones. I just have no place to spend them." . How about you bring me to the auction tonight?”

"Since we are practicing in the world, it would be a good thing to go see the world together." Zhang Ruochen said.

"I want to go too." Er Sikong said.

Da Sikong's big round face suddenly sank, and he scolded: "Second Junior Brother, what are you doing? You are just a poor guy, you can't even bring out a single holy stone, why don't you go to the auction and cause trouble to your junior uncle?"

Er Sikong was indeed dull, but he was quite insistent and said: "Since it is cultivation, why can't I go?"

"You still have reason. As senior brother, can I no longer control you?"

Da Sikong rolled up his sleeves, revealing two thick white arms, and was about to teach Er Sikong a lesson.

Zhang Ruochen immediately stopped him and said, "Since Er Sikong wants to go to the auction house to see the world, let's go together."

"Since Uncle Master has spoken, you can go ahead. Since you don't have a single holy stone, you can't buy anything."

Da Sikong folded his hands and looked contented.

Zhang Ruochen saw everything in his eyes and just smiled secretly in his heart.

Two months ago, Da Sikong and Er Sikong had been practicing in the deep mountains and forests, with little contact with the outside world.

In just over two months, Da Sikong has completely integrated into this world, drinking and eating meat, doing things smoothly, and also has some cleverness.

An adaptable person like him will never suffer a loss no matter where he goes.

Er Sikong and Da Sikong are completely opposite. They are still quite old-fashioned, stubborn and dull. They eat fast and chant Buddha without any change.

Of course, for people like Er Sikong, the Buddha's heart is as solid as a rock, and no inner demons can affect him.

Murong Yue worked very efficiently, and soon exchanged all one thousand drops of divine blood into twelve thousand holy stones.

The value of a drop of Blood God, depending on the grade, can be exchanged for between ten and twenty holy stones.

The divine blood Zhang Ruochen got in the underworld can only be regarded as of ordinary quality. One drop can be exchanged for twelve holy stones, which is quite good.

Zhang Ruochen put all the twelve thousand holy stones into the space ring, then took out a hundred drops of divine blood and handed them to Murong Yue.

Murong Yue took the divine blood and asked with confusion, "Prince, do you want to continue to exchange for holy stones?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "I will give these divine blood to you."

Murong Yue had a surprised look on her face and was about to refuse.

One hundred drops of divine blood is too precious.

However, before she spoke, Zhang Ruochen said again: "I know that with your status, you have no shortage of cultivation resources. However, by refining the divine blood, your cultivation will improve faster and your physique will be stronger. I hope you can cultivate the extreme Yin body to perfection as soon as possible."

Murong Yue did not refuse anymore, collected the hundred drops of divine blood, cupped her hands and said, "I will definitely live up to His Highness the Crown Prince's expectations."

Zhang Ruochen clasped his hands behind his back, looked at the crimson clouds on the horizon, and said: "The Ming Sect has been established, and I need some powerful talents. If you can cultivate the extreme Yin body to great success, you will definitely be a palace master of the Ming Sect in the future."

"Mingzong is the sect founded by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Zhang Ruochen nodded and said, "That's right."

Murong Yue's eyes showed joy.

Since His Highness the Crown Prince has decided to create his own sect, it means that he is determined to rebuild the Shengming Central Empire.

As a former member of the once sage-ming Central Empire, how could we not be happy?

Murong Yue was a little excited and said: "As long as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince issues an imperial edict to announce the news of your return, there will be a response from hundreds of people, and most of the former troops will come to seek refuge. It won't be long before Mingzong's power will be over. It can be compared to today’s Mingtang.”

Zhang Ruochen shook his head, not as optimistic as Murong Yue, and said: "Who would believe that the Crown Prince Shengming eight hundred years ago is still alive? Even if the Crown Prince Shengming really returns, who among the giants of the Holy Realm who dominate one side will be willing to obey orders? For a junior in the semi-saint realm? Now is not the time to issue the crown prince’s edict, we have to wait a little longer.”

Since His Highness the Crown Prince had his own ideas, Murong Yue naturally stopped talking.

Zhang Ruochen asked: "I asked you to help find Ling Feiyu's whereabouts. Is there any news?"

"I sent out all the monks from the First Grade Hall in Yuanfu's black market and searched all thirty-six counties, but I couldn't find Ling Feiyu at all. It is said that the Demon Sect sent more people, but still found nothing. Everyone suspected that the town's After the battle with the Yugu Clan, Ling Feiyu died," Murong Yuehui reported.

"Have you not found any bones?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"No."

Immediately afterwards, Murong Yue said again: "The attack from a being like Qingtian Blood Emperor can destroy everything in the world. How can there still be bones?"

Zhang Ruochen let out a long sigh, feeling a little sad in his heart.

In any case, Ling Feiyu and he were both teachers and friends and taught him a lot of swordsmanship knowledge.

Ling Feiyu is definitely a strange woman who can be compared with the talented women of the Holy Book. Her extraordinary talent makes her dominate an era.

However, facing an emperor like Qingtian Blood Emperor, he died in the end, leaving nothing behind.

"No matter how good a person is, he will die sometimes. The life of the sword master is so fragile." Zhang Ruochen's mood was quite gloomy, and it was difficult to feel any joy.

The sun sets in the west and the sky gradually becomes dark.

Zhang Ruochen, Murong Yue, Da Sikong, and Er Sikong rode in the Blood Soul Chariot and drove towards the auction house set up by the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect in the black market.