The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother Chapter 46

Although he didn't know what the Spirit Moonflower was, seeing the changes in the people's appearances, Qin Mo guessed it must be a rare and precious spirit flower.

The little fox's voice rang in his ears, "Accept his offer, Qin Mo." His murderous intent slowly converged, but still looked coldly at Wu Yongde.

Even in the spirit animal bag, the little fox could feel the chilling air. It laughed twice and said again, "This fox lord won't deceive you. This spirit moonflower is a good item; It can help you cultivate from Foundation Building to Soul Solitude without encountering a bottleneck."

He stood in place and didn't immediately respond. The scene quieted down, and the atmosphere became a little tense. Everyone knew Wuzhou City and the boundary of the forbidden mountain were both not easy to offend.

On the other side, Wan Xiang smiled enchantingly as she moved forward, and her figure appeared beside him. She looked at Wu Yongxing and him, smiling, "Senior Liu, only Hidden Moon Domain, further north of boundary of the guard sea, has a Spirit Moonflower and the cultivators in the vicinity can only enter under the leaders.h.i.+p of the Wuzhou City. Even if you don't need the Spirit Moonflower, there will be people around you who do, such as the young man behind you."

Her wandering eyes turned to Ling Yun at the side. She had already seen the relations.h.i.+p between the teen and Qin Mo was good. It was not like a general master and servant relations.h.i.+p.

Qin Mo's clenched fists slowly loosened, and the long sword in midair returned to his hand. It relieved Wu Yongxing. He was not afraid of Qin Mo, but of the boundary of the forbidden mountain behind Qin Mo. As they all knew, people of the boundary of the forbidden mountain always defended each other even if they were in the wrong, to offend one would provoke the entire group.

Wu Yongde, who hid behind his older brother, gradually receded his panicked expression. Even though this man was from the boundary of the forbidden mountain. In Wuzhou City, wasn't it necessary to look at their faces?

Thinking of this, his face became red again. He raised the corner of his mouth and said sarcastically, "Only knows how to bluff."

Qin Mo held his long sword in hand and seeing this was the only way to solve it, he felt a little dissatisfied. He prepared to leave, but at Wu Yongde's words, he halted. 

Although Wan Xiang was still laughing. Wu Yongxing's face stiffened. In his heart, he scolded his younger brother as a fool. Was Senior Liu so easily offended?

With a twist of Qin Mo's wrist, the lightning fire in his body quickly flew over the sword. He waved once in Wu Yongde's direction. The sword flashed, and sword light whistled towards Wu Yongde. It was fierce. Even if Wu Yongxing blocked it, the attack would fall on Wu Yongde's face.

Wu Yongde only felt pain on his face, and blood slowly dripped down his cheek. The injury wasn't serious, but Qin Mo's action was like beating him in the face in front of everyone. His eyes were red as he stared at Qin Mo.

Qin Mo would eradicate this trouble after he entered the Hidden Moon Domain. After experiencing the event named Liu Qingzhou, he knew this disaster couldn't be left behind. Otherwise, there would be no end of trouble in the future.

Ignoring the chaotic situation, Qin Mo turned and left as soon as he swung his sleeve.

There were several pills in the refine rooms in Qingfeng House. The ground fire led into all the rooms, making the whole room abundant with fire spirit energy, which was an excellent environment for pharmacists.

Qin Mo and Ling Yun had been staying in one room these days. Ling Yun refined medicine pills while Qin Mo cultivated. His spirit root had mutated from a fire spirit root into a thunder spirit root. Under the abundant fire spirit energy circ.u.mstances, cultivating as even more effective.

After returning from the city, Qin Mo went to refine again. He sat on the ground and closed his eyes, adjusting his breathing. The siege had consumed a lot of his energy.

After about half an hour, Qin Mo slowly opened his eyes. This pill-refining room was a good place, which didn't waste the five pieces of low-grade spirit stone he spent every hour.

When his body returned to the best state, he gripped his right hand, and the brilliant, translucent demonic core from the Soul Solitude demonic beast appeared. He circulated his spirit power, and a purple flame emerged from his palm.

The moment the lightning fire emerged, the temperature of the fire in the room dropped. Under the burning lightning fire, the demonic core slowly turned into liquid and merged into his body.

He sat on the ground with the white light flas.h.i.+ng over his body from time to time. These lights wrapped him in it and made him glow warmly.

The little fox left the spirit animal bag at some point and stood beside him, circling around him. It squinted happily. It really recovered faster when following him. No wonder it followed him so diligently even when he lost his spirit sense.

The refining room was on the bottom floor. The sun didn't s.h.i.+ne through even when Qin Mo opened his eyes, and so a day pa.s.sed.

The little fox lazily leaned aside and looked up and down at him. "Not bad, already reached the complete phase of Foundation Building. Although it's still weak for this fox lord."

Qin Mo glanced at it and smiled a little. With a raise of his long fingers, he grabbed the piece of soft meat at the neck of it and lifted it gently, putting the little fox on his shoulder.

"Qin Mo, how could you treat this fox lord like this? This fox lord is not a low-level spirit pet." Being treated like this by him, it jumped on his shoulder.

He turned a deaf ear to its complaints and left the refining room.

It grabbed his shoulder sullenly. Seeing cultivators walking around outside, it automatically closed its mouth.

Pa.s.sing through the first and second floors of auction floors, he slowed down with a bit of unhappiness in his heart. He was sold here.

Qin Mo stood in front of the auction floor, and the supervisor who stayed on the auction floor immediately came forward. He saluted Qin Mo with a smile, "This Daoist friend, there is no auction today, the auction floor will not be open."

Noticing the chill emanating from Qin Mo, the supervisor continued, "But there may be something you need on the upper floors of Qingfeng House. Why don't I take you up?"

Qin Mo immediately stopped his movements to leave. He nodded slightly and followed the supervisor up.

Qingfeng House's third floor sold some spirit gra.s.ses and medicine pills. The level here wasn't high, and even inferior to that made by Liu Zhongchi. He wasn't interested. However, there were some rare spirit gra.s.ses, so he brought some.

On the fourth floor, there were some magic treasures and refining materials. Qin Mo already had Thunderbolt, so he wasn't interested in these powerful, offensive treasures. Instead, the defensive ones attracted his attention.

Perhaps Liu Zhongchi was overconfident in his strength. There were no defensive treasures in his Qiankun bag.

Qin Mo played with a jade color turtle sh.e.l.l in his hand. He really needed a defensive magic treasure.

The supervisor, who had been following Qin Mo, saw the turtle sh.e.l.l. A glimmer of light flashed through his eyes. He smiled at Qin Mo and said, "This Daoist friend, this is a treasure made from a millennium spirit turtle. The best quality with excellent defensive ability…"

Listening to the supervisor talking in Qin Mo's ears, his hand tightened on the tortoise sh.e.l.l. Why didn't he notice how annoying this man was? His fingers tapped on the table, and he said impatiently, "How much?"

A bright smile appeared on the supervisor's face, and the servant on the side replied with a smile, "One high-grade spirit stone."

One high-grade spirit stone was already very high. Even if the turtle sh.e.l.l was really a bottom-tier magic treasure, it wasn't worth that much. But Qin Mo didn't know the price of the treasure. Even if he did, he wouldn't go through the trouble of bargaining with them.

He took out a piece of high-grade spirit stone from Qiankun bag and threw it on the table. He turned and walked towards the fifth floor. At Qin Mo's exit, the supervisor immediately followed.

Qin Mo stopped and turned his head. He said coldly, "Don't follow me anymore." He was just trying to find a familiar person to lead the way, but he didn't expect this person to be so noisy.

The supervisor's face stiffened and remained in the same spot, watching Qin Mo leaving.

Once he left the public's eyes, the little fox pouted its lips and said disdainfully, "What's so good about that turtle sh.e.l.l, this fox lord can crush it with one palm."

When Qin Mo ignored it, it continued to say smugly, "This bottom-tier magic treasure to this fox lord is an item that cannot withstand even a single blow."

Qin Mo's footsteps paused, and he looked suspiciously at the little fox. No emotion can be heard from his tone. "Try it later?"

Its eyes flashed and said stiffly, "This fox lord is currently injured, wait until the fox lord regained its strength, and it will be effortless!"

Ignoring its clamor, he stepped into Qingfeng House's fifth floor.

The moment they entered the fifth floor, a burst of noise came before them, and he narrowed his eyes.

The fifth floor had a different pattern from the lower levels. It may be the array's function, making the interior much more open.

Similar to the auction house, the whole fifth floor presented a concave pattern. It dipped in the middle, and a raised surface surrounded the concave. The raised part was surrounded by wooden railings that formed a pa.s.sage behind it.

The corridor was circular and surrounded the concave in the middle. Behind the aisle on the far-left side, there was a separate room with a thin layer of gauze hanging, obscuring it from the outside, but inside one could still see everything outside.

On the far-right side of the corridor was a hall filled with sheets of wooden tables, separated by thin boards. At the moment, many people gathered there, and they leaned over the railings to look down. Their faces were red, and they seemed to argue about something.

Translator(s): Teo
Editor(s): Dark, Bet