Translator: CinderTL
"Don't worry, I know my limits," Xu Sanyan said reassuringly.
He clapped Wang Zixuan on the shoulder. A flash of light erupted, followed by a deafening boom, sending shreds of fabric flying into the air.
Wang Zixuan was sent flying backward, the sleeve of her robe torn to shreds, her arm hanging limply—clearly broken.
Pfft...
Wang Zixuan coughed up blood, her eyes wide with panic as she leaned against a tree root. "Brother Lin, it hurts so much..."
"Don't worry, I know my limits," Xu Sanyan repeated.
How else am I supposed to intimidate the Wang Family?
Besides...
It's not like I'm the one in pain.
Even if Wang Zixuan died right in front of him, Xu Sanyan wouldn't bat an eye.
"What's next? Should we take care of the other two as well?" Xu Sanyan's gaze held a hint of malice.
"Sister..."
The Wang Qingyu sisters looked at their sister with pleading eyes, desperately trying to awaken any remaining familial bond.
"Cough, cough... No need. Brother Lin, just enter the city. I'll handle the rest," Wang Zixuan said, rising with the help of her two sisters.
"Alright."
Xu Sanyan turned and left, confident they would find him. After all, Thousand Autumns City was the Wang Family's domain, and locating someone here would be a simple matter.
He wasn't worried about the three sisters betraying him. Once the Demonic Seed entered their minds, it would never dissipate unless the host died, instead sinking deeper and deeper.
He had implanted the thought of "obedience" within the Demonic Seed, ensuring the three sisters would remain his puppets.
As Xu Sanyan disappeared into the distance, the sisters walked arm-in-arm toward the city gates. The youngest, Wang Ruixin, looked at her sister with concern. "Sister Xuan'er, who exactly is this Brother Lin? I'm so scared of him..."
"Cough, cough... It'll be alright," Wang Zixuan reassured her. "As long as we help him join the Wang Family, everything will be fine."
The sisters' arrival in the city drew considerable attention. No one had imagined anyone would dare harm members of the Wang Family within Thousand Autumns City itself.
Carrying the secret realm fruit on his back, Xu Sanyan entered the city. The road was lined with shops, each selling cultivation-related items: medicinal pills, cultivation methods, and magic artifacts.
He even spotted a Chang Family shop—a two-story pavilion with a signboard bearing the large characters "Chang Family Incense Shop."
"Incense Shop...?" Xu Sanyan raised an eyebrow, recalling the Soul-Summoning Incense Chang Yinu had used earlier. Its effects had been remarkably potent, nearly ensnaring even a Soul Refining Realm cultivator like himself.
The long street was bustling with cultivators. A quick glance revealed that most were at the Celestial Being Realm or Foundation Establishment Stage, with only a few at the Dao Seeking Realm. Not a single Soul Refining Realm cultivator was in sight.
This was to be expected. The majority of cultivators in the world were at the Foundation Establishment and Dao Seeking Realms, with Soul Refining Realm cultivators being relatively rare.
While observing his surroundings, Xu Sanyan stepped into the Chang Family Incense Shop. The shop was empty save for a middle-aged cultivator sitting in a chair, reading a book.
Noticing the customer, the middle-aged man immediately put down his book and greeted him with a warm smile.
"What can I get for you, Daoist friend?"
Xu Sanyan didn't reply, his gaze fixed on the dazzling array of incense sticks and candles displayed on the long table. He had never imagined there could be so many varieties of incense.
"This is Mind-Calming Incense," the middle-aged man explained, following his gaze. "It's effective at dispelling distractions."
Xu Sanyan nodded and asked, "How many spirit stones?"
"One spirit stone per stick."
"Hmm."
Xu Sanyan wasn't interested. The price wasn't unreasonable, but he already possessed the Subduing the Heart-Ape Method and didn't need Mind-Calming Incense.
"I've heard the Chang Family produces a type of incense called Soul-Summoning Incense," Xu Sanyan said, turning to the man. "Do you sell it?"
The middle-aged man stroked his beard and chuckled. "Heh heh... So you've come seeking our renowned product."
He nodded. "Indeed, Soul-Summoning Incense is crafted by the Chang Family. However, production is extremely limited, and we currently have no stock. If you wish to order some, you can place a reservation and collect it in a month."
"A reservation?" Xu Sanyan asked, surprised. "Is it really that valuable?"
The middle-aged man patiently explained, "The crafting process for Soul-Summoning Incense is exceedingly complex, and the materials used are exceptionally rare. That's why reservations are necessary."
"But rest assured, Fellow Daoist," the middle-aged man said, "the Soul-Summoning Incense is exceptionally effective. Everyone who's used it raves about it."
Xu Sanyan nodded. This wasn't an exaggeration; he had already witnessed its power firsthand. Chang Yinu's screams from that night still echoed in his ears.
"How do I place an order?"
"Pay half the deposit now, and the other half when you collect the incense in a month. Fellow Daoist, the Chang Family has been a reputable establishment for centuries, known for our honesty. Feel free to inquire around town."
"How many spirit stones?"
The middle-aged man held up a finger. "One hundred spirit stones per stick."
"Tsk..." Xu Sanyan clicked his tongue. The incense was indeed potent, and the price was steep, but it was worth the cost. He decided to buy two for good measure and nodded. "I'll take two."
"No problem at all!" The middle-aged man's smile grew even warmer.
After glancing at the other incense, none of which caught his interest, Xu Sanyan left his name as Lin Fan and departed with a slip of paper. He would return in a month to collect the Soul-Summoning Incense using the slip.
Leaving the Chang Family Incense Shop, he immediately entered the Spirit Treasure Pavilion. This place sold a wide variety of items; at a glance, it seemed to have everything.
"What would you like to see, sir?" A shop attendant greeted Xu Sanyan. This place looked much more legitimate, with a shopkeeper and several attendants.
"I'm looking at swords," Xu Sanyan said, casually surveying the selection. The attendant began his sales pitch:
"This is a Wang Family establishment. All our magic artifacts are crafted by Artifact Refinement Grandmasters, ensuring exceptional value for your money."
The attendant continued his spiel, but Xu Sanyan interrupted, pointing to an ordinary-looking longsword. "How many spirit stones for this one?"
"One thousand three hundred and fifty."
"That's expensive!" Xu Sanyan frowned. He had chosen a relatively low-grade magic artifact, yet it still cost over a thousand spirit stones?
He currently possessed over seventy magic artifacts, including fifty-odd swords and blades. The remaining items required spiritual power to activate, such as vajras and silver needles.
These types of artifacts were unsuitable for close combat and would be useless in the Secret Realm World. Moreover, they couldn't be sold for much; artifacts that had been nurtured by others needed to be reforged before they could be used.
Therefore, he still needed to acquire forty-odd more magic artifacts. At over a thousand spirit stones each, that would cost...
Xu Sanyan counted on his fingers. Roughly sixty thousand spirit stones!
It was too much. He currently had less than ten thousand spirit stones, leaving a massive shortfall. It seemed he would need to find another way.
Xu Sanyan turned to leave. Even without making a purchase, the attendant respectfully saw him off, showing no trace of snobbery.
Stepping out of the Spirit Treasure Pavilion, he looked up at the towering mountains that loomed over Thousand Autumns City. He couldn't help but worry that if those mountains were to collapse, they would crush the city beneath their weight.
Xu Sanyan chuckled at his own absurd thought. Such colossal mountains were beyond the power of a Soul Refining Realm cultivator like himself, maybe even for those in the void harmony or sage realms.
Moving mountains and overturning seas—those are the feats of immortals.
As he continued walking through the city, Xu Sanyan's brow suddenly furrowed. He noticed an unusually lively scene at a nearby pavilion, with cultivators streaming in and out, their boisterous chatter audible from afar.
Curiosity piqued, he approached for a closer look and immediately understood the commotion.
A young woman, dressed in flamboyant attire, smiled sweetly as she tugged at his sleeve. Her voice was alluring as she whispered, "Young master, come play! The girls here know all sorts of tricks~"
Xu Sanyan wrapped his arm around the girl and strode inside.
This place should be bustling with life!
(End of the Chapter)
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