Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Chen Yuan frowned and whispered: "I have a low-level magic weapon in my hand, which can attack the soul. With the addition of spirit stones, can I exchange it for the mid-level magic weapon in the hands of fellow Daoist?"

The old man replied: "Don't waste your time, I just want to wash the spirit water."

Chen Yuan sighed and looked around. No one else spoke.

He could only settle for the second best: "Low-level magic weapon is also OK."

As soon as this was said, everyone's eyes became much more serious.

The threshold of the Autumn Cicada Club is ten high-quality spirit stones. Most of the monks in the hall are wealthy, so it is not difficult to take out a low-level magic weapon.

"I do have a low-level magic weapon, please take a look." A monk wearing a mask raised his left hand, and a copper hammer appeared out of thin air in his palm, slowly flying towards Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan raised his hand to catch the copper hammer, and looked down. The copper hammer was about one foot long, dark yellow, and exuded a sense of heaviness.

The masked monk said: "This treasure is made of earth core copper as the main material. When it is struck by a hammer, it has the power of mountains collapsing and cracking the earth. Maybe it will catch the Taoist's eye?"

Chen Yuan's heart moved, and his spiritual sense probed out, checking the magic weapon restrictions of the copper hammer. He shook his head, raised his hand and waved it, and the copper hammer slowly flew towards the masked monk.

This copper hammer is indeed very powerful, but it is a bit heavy and not suitable for dealing with the golden feather eagle. Moreover, it consumes too much true essence, which is not conducive to his stimulating Zhuyan's true blood.

The masked monk caught the copper hammer and put it directly into the mustard ring without saying a word.

At this time, a crisp and moving voice sounded: "I also have a low-level magic weapon in my hand, please take a look."

Chen Yuan turned his head and saw a green-clothed female cultivator with a veil on her face and a slim figure. She raised her hand and waved a flying sword towards him.

Chen Yuan caught the flying sword and looked at it intently, and couldn't help but feel happy.

This sword is about half a foot long, with the word "Feiyun" engraved on the hilt. It is snow-white and flawless, and seems to have spirituality, circling around him like a swimming fish.

Chen Yuan likes to use flying swords. The silver sword he used before forming a pill is also silver-white, similar to this sword. Seeing this flying sword, he can't help but think of the old things in Donghuazhou.

He sighed lightly, probed into it with his spiritual sense, and carefully checked the magic weapon restrictions.

This Feiyun sword has only one characteristic, that is, fast.

Under full control, the speed of this sword can be comparable to that of ordinary mid-level magic weapons, as fast as lightning.

But there are always advantages and disadvantages. In addition to the speed of Feiyun Sword, its power is somewhat insufficient. It does not contain the power of the five elements and has no illusion effect.

But this is not a disadvantage for Chen Yuan. Zhu Yan's true blood is his trump card, and magic weapons are just ordinary means.

The speed of Feiyun Sword can slightly make up for the disadvantage of physical cultivation being not good at long-range combat.

He immediately made a decision to buy the Feiyun Sword.

"May I ask fellow Taoist, how much does this sword cost?" Chen Yuan asked, bowing to the graceful female cultivator.

The graceful female cultivator said, "I believe fellow Taoist already knows the effect of this sword. It costs 400 high-grade spirit stones."

Chen Yuan frowned. In Yuqing Sea, the market price of low-level magic weapons is generally between 200 and 400 spirit stones, and the specific price varies depending on the magic weapon.

For example, the Golden Dragon Sword, which is also the bottom among low-level magic weapons, can only be sold for 200 high-grade spirit stones at most.

The Feiyun Sword is naturally much stronger than the Golden Dragon Sword, and it can be regarded as the top among low-level magic weapons, but the disadvantage of insufficient power cannot be ignored. The graceful woman asked for 400 high-grade spirit stones at the first mouth, which is a bit high.

Chen Yuan said, "This sword is just a low-level magic weapon, and its power is not enough. Three hundred and fifty spirit stones."

The graceful woman said lightly, "Four hundred spirit stones, no bargaining."

Chen Yuan frowned, but did not bargain: "Deal."

The graceful woman was very determined, and it was useless to bargain.

He took out a storage bag, took out some spirit stones from it, put them into the mustard ring, and then raised his hand and sent it, and the storage bag flew over slowly.

The graceful woman took the storage bag, checked it, nodded slightly, and said nothing more.

After the transaction was completed, everyone looked at Chen Yuan with a hint of surprise.

Such a lot of spirit stones is not much for these cultivators who are at least in the middle stage of Jindan, but few people can take out so many spirit stones at once, and most of them are bartering.

Wei Changhong didn't care about it. Every body cultivator is a person with outstanding strength. It is normal for Chen Yuan to take out so many spirit stones.

Chen Yuan ignored everyone's gazes, raised his sleeves, put the Feiyun Sword into the mustard ring, leaned back, and leaned on the back of the chair.

Originally, he couldn't afford so many spirit stones, especially after buying the thousand-year-old ice silk and asking Han Zhu to refine the weapon, he only had less than 300 spirit stones left.

But in the past month, he sold the Golden Dragon Sword and all the sixth-level demon pills one after another, and raised more than 400 high-quality spirit stones, so he had the confidence to participate in the Autumn Cicada Meeting.

Demon pills are easy to find, but magic weapons are hard to find. In order to buy a handy magic weapon, Chen Yuan would rather give up all the sixth-level demon pills.

It's a pity that there is no mid-level magic weapon, otherwise Chen Yuan would buy it even if he had to sacrifice the Fengyun Bell.

...

After Chen Yuan, there were constantly cultivators who took out treasures for trading, but they were much inferior to the Tongtian Order and magic weapons, and there was no one worth more than 100 spirit stones.

Chen Yuan still had more than 300 high-quality spirit stones in his hand, but the things that everyone brought out were either unsightly or unsuitable, so they never participated in the bidding.

The most common things that everyone brought out were various demon pills and demon beast materials.

Chen Yuan was greatly enlightened and saw many seventh-level demon pills that he had only heard of but never seen, as well as some rare sixth-level demon pills.

The cultivators who can participate in the Autumn Cicada Meeting have high cultivation levels, and the demon pills and demon beast materials they bring out are not ordinary. The few level 5 demon pills are also derived from demon beasts with strong bloodlines.

Someone even brought out a level 7 blue dragon demon pill, which attracted eight people to bid, and finally sold it for a sky-high price of 360 high-quality spirit stones!

360 spirit stones may not sound like much, but an ordinary level 7 demon pill can be sold for 40 spirit stones.

For a level 7 demon pill, so many spirit stones are enough to buy a good low-level magic weapon.

Only the blood of the demon beast royal family can make people so crazy, and the price is ten times that of the demon pill of the same level.

But no one is surprised, the value of the demon pill lies in the blood contained in it.

If this blue dragon demon pill is used to refine a weapon, it can add a trace of blue dragon bloodline to the magic weapon, which is enough to greatly increase the potential of the magic weapon and greatly increase the possibility of upgrading to a mid-level magic weapon.

The person who bought the demon pill also asked the seller to buy the blue dragon spirit. It was a pity to learn that the spirit dissipated when the blue dragon died.

If the blue dragon spirit and bloodline were together, it would be used as the main material, and several high-quality spiritual materials would be added. Maybe it would be possible to directly refine a mid-level magic weapon with infinite power.

Unfortunately, most demon beasts are violent and would rather destroy their spirits before death than leave them to their opponents.

Chen Yuan watched everyone scramble for the blue dragon demon pill with interest, but did not participate in the bidding.

The bloodline of the royal family of demon beasts, which is extremely precious in the eyes of others, has no effect on him and is not worth snatching.

Wei Changhong was infected and sent a message to Chen Yuan: "The blue dragon demon pill will appear at this Autumn Cicada Meeting. It's a pity that this is not an auction, otherwise I will definitely raise spirit stones to snatch this demon pill!"

He had no intention of participating in this Autumn Cicada Meeting. He took him to the Autumn Cicada Meeting purely at Chen Yuan's request, and even the spirit stones were provided by Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan replied: "I still have some spiritual stones in my hand. If Brother Wei needs them, I can lend them to him."

Wei Changhong laughed: "Forget it, I was just joking. After buying this Blue Dragon Demon Pill, I have to refine it into a magic weapon, and then I have to upgrade it. The cost is too high, I can't afford it."

...

The Blue Dragon Demon Pill was the second climax of the Autumn Cicada Meeting. After that, it became quiet again. No one took out more precious treasures.

There were a total of 19 cultivators participating in the Autumn Cicada Meeting. After the Blue Dragon Demon Pill, several more people showed their treasures, and it gradually came to an end.

The last person was the graceful female cultivator who sold the Feiyun Sword to Chen Yuan. She raised her left hand, and a demon pill appeared out of thin air in her palm: "A seventh-level demon pill, obtained from a water ape. This demon is extremely powerful and has infinite strength. It controls a blue flame that can burn everything. Its strength is comparable to that of a red dragon. I want to exchange it for 350 high-quality spirit stones."

"Water apes have the ability to control fire? Are you kidding me?"

"Red dragons are also extremely powerful among the dragon clan. How can a mere water ape compare with a red dragon!"

As soon as the graceful female cultivator finished speaking, she raised a wave of doubts.

Water apes are also considered to have extraordinary bloodline among the demon clan, with a strong body and the ability to control water. They are quite difficult to deal with among the demon beasts of the same level.

But no one has ever seen a water ape that can control fire and is as powerful as a red dragon. It is really a fantasy.

If ordinary demon beasts could catch up with the demon beast royal family so easily, the demon clan would not have been driven out of Yuqing Sea.

The graceful female cultivator ignored everyone's doubts and looked around: "Everything I said is true. I wonder if there are any fellow Taoists willing to trade?"

No one spoke, and some even sneered, looking around with a playful look in their eyes to see who would be the scapegoat.

When the female cultivator took out the demon pill, everyone checked it with their spiritual sense. This demon pill was indeed a water ape demon pill.

But the female cultivator's ability to control fire and her strength comparable to that of a red dragon were just her words, and there was no way to verify it.

Wei Changhong sent a message to Chen Yuan: "Haha, this woman really treats people as fools. If what she said is true, why doesn't she keep this demon pill, but trade it?"

"I don't know who will listen to her nonsense and spend three hundred high-grade spirit stones to buy a water ape demon pill!"

Chen Yuan turned a deaf ear to Wei Changhong's words, stared at the demon pill in the hands of the graceful female cultivator, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "I want this demon pill!" (End of this chapter)