The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True

what came as a surprise,

was that this time the one who came to trade with Xuanqing at Pan God Peak was not the Wuhei shopkeeper from before.

“I am Xuan Wu, at your service, master of Pan God Peak!”

Xuan Wu bowed slightly, her expression remarkably weary after whatever she had experienced in the short span of one or two years.

“Xuan Wu?” Xuanqing sized her up, then casually asked, “Why isn’t the Wuhei shopkeeper here, and why have you, the third princess of the Nine Skies Xuan Bird, come in person?”

“Wuhei…he has passed away, his body and dao gone.” Xuan Wu’s eyes dimmed.

Upon hearing this,

Xuanqing couldn’t help but be startled.

he was not surprised by this, as from his last encounter, he had sensed that something troubled the Nine Skies Xuan Bird Clan.

And that Wuhei shopkeeper’s cultivation was just that of an ordinary Chaos Immortal, not even a Chaos True Monarch.

Such modest cultivation, lacking any strong backing, would easily lead to death in conflict.

“Condolences,”

Xuanqing shook his head, then asked, “Can the trade involving the Small Thousand Worlds proceed as planned?”

To him, whether it was the Wuhei shopkeeper or Xuan Wu standing before him, it was nothing more than a purely transactional relationship.

His act of treating the Wuhei shopkeeper’s injuries last time was only a matter of convenience, given the shopkeeper’s efforts.

He had even thought,

if Xuan Wu were here just to trade, that was fine, but if she brought up any troublesome requests, he would firmly refuse them.

“Master of Pan God Peak, I’m afraid this may be my last visit,” Xuan Wu sighed deeply.

After a moment of silence, she continued, “However, this time I have prepared nine hundred and fifty complete Small Thousand Worlds, as well as ninety-five thousand Lower Grade Chaos Crystal Stones.”

“In doing so, we have conducted a cumulative trade of six thousand Devouring Heaven Fruits with you, Master. I truly am powerless to provide the remaining five hundred.”

After saying this,

she swayed her arm, hidden within lengthy sleeves, and took out nine hundred and fifty black boxes, stacking them inside the room.

Next,

she removed the bracelet from her wrist, explaining, “Master of Pan God Peak, it contains ninety-five thousand Lower Grade Chaos Crystal Stones.”

Seeing this,

“Good!”

Xuanqing didn’t say much.

His divine thought probed forth,

checking the Small Thousand Worlds piled on the ground. Finding no issue, they were indeed very full and complete Small Thousand Worlds.

Afterward,

he took the bracelet she handed over, feeling its smooth and gentle warmth, still carrying her delicate body heat.

Inside lay ninety-five thousand Lower Grade Chaos Crystal Stones, lying quietly within the Sumeru Space.

With this in mind,

he thought, and instantly,

[Ding… -45 trillion Ingots!]

After the deduction of forty-five trillion Ingots, his Game Backpack now contained an additional three thousand Devouring Heaven Fruits.

Xuanqing first moved the Lower Grade Chaos Crystal Stones from the bracelet into his Game Backpack, and then poured three thousand Devouring Heaven Fruits from the Game Backpack into her bracelet.

“Here—three thousand Devouring Heaven Fruits are now inside the bracelet; please take a look.”

“Mhm.”

Xuan Wu did not stand on ceremony, and upon verifying that the fruits were of consistent quality, her mood lightened slightly.

“Thank you, Master of Pan God Peak. I shall not disturb your rest any further,” she said.

For the first time in two years, a faint smile crossed her face.

…

As Xuan Wu departed,

Xuanqing’s eyes gleamed with an indescribable color, as if deep in thought.

He had a feeling that he and the third princess of the Nine Skies Xuan Bird Clan would cross paths again in the future.

This was not an unfounded premonition.

While he was not from the Ancient Clan of Yun Gu, the Ancient Clan itself was of a composite nature.

Furthermore, having achieved the status of a Chaos Immortal and immersed in the Taoist practices for many years, he still maintained a hint of ‘spiritual awareness’ in the Endless Chaos.

Having been in the Chaotic World for so long,

Xuanqing had more or less figured out the Primordial World that Pangu had created. Whether it was the species that existed within or the method of cultivation, it was inextricably linked to the ‘Ancient’, ‘Dungu’, and ‘Yun Gu’ lineages of the Endless Chaos.

Especially since he had heard that, among the top races of the myriad alliances in the Northern Galaxy Domain, their strongest were the Dragon Clan, Phoenix, Qilin, Taotie, Kunpeng, and other creatures.

Of course, there might be minor differences in names, such as the Dragon Clan of the Northern Galaxy Domain should be accurately called the ‘Chaos Golden Dragon’.

“It’s better to be from the Ancient God Clan, with far fewer troubles!”

Xuanqing shook his head, once again feeling that his choice of joining the Ancient God Clan was a very correct decision.

From the death of the Wuhei shopkeeper and the expression on Xuan Wu’s face, it was clear that the Nine Skies Xuan Bird Clan had experienced significant misfortune.

Fortunately, the trade of the complete Small Thousand Worlds was almost done.

The first trade had yielded five hundred Small Thousand Worlds. Half a year later, the Wuhei shopkeeper delivered four hundred and seventy-five on time. The last batch was delayed by a whole year, delivering another five hundred Small Thousand Worlds.

And now, with the death of the Wuhei shopkeeper, Xuan Wu personally brought nine hundred and fifty complete Small Thousand Worlds.

Including those already refined and those still unrefined, there were a total of two thousand four hundred and twenty-five Small Thousand Worlds!

“Just over five hundred more Small Thousand Worlds and the Heart of Chaos cultivation will reach perfection.”