Chapter 9: Chaotic Burial Mound

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  Lei's eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Why did Shixiong use six bottles of Xiaopeiyuan Dan to obtain a single Yanghun Pagoda?"

  "It doesn't matter if I tell my junior brother, first of all, this soul-nourishing pagoda is a leftover product that's not as valuable as new ones. Secondly, even if it were a new product exchanged for contribution points, it would only be worth five points, equivalent to five bottles of minor spiritual elixir. My offer of six bottles is very reasonable. If I sell it outside, I can at least exchange it for twelve or thirteen bottles of minor spiritual elixir. But that senior brother wouldn't possibly run far away to sell a soul-nourishing pagoda just for the difference in price of a few bottles of minor spiritual elixir.

  Zhao Baiwan smiled and said: "Actually, this is also because our sect's exchange system is quite strict, which gives us merchants a foothold. If my junior brother is willing to offer one spirit stone in exchange, I'm willing to give him four bottles of minor spiritual elixir as change."

  Lei Dong let out a sigh of relief, fortunately he had come here to take a look. Otherwise, if he had impulsively used two spirit stones to exchange for the Soul Nurturing Tower earlier, he would have suffered a huge loss. Looking at Zhao Baiwan, it seemed like he was expecting Lei Dong to use his spirit stones to exchange for the tower. Lei Dong also knew that spirit stones were indeed good stuff, and in high demand. He thought for a moment before asking: "I don't know how many Soul Nurturing Towers you have here, brother? If possible, I'd like to choose one with better quality."

  "Of course, no problem, I still have three here." Zhao Baiwan hastily rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, taking out the remaining three Soul Nurturing Towers. Suddenly, he slapped his forehead and said, "Almost forgot, there's one more here." After searching for half a day, it seemed like he finally dug out a dusty Soul Nurturing Tower from the pile of miscellaneous items.

  Lei Dong turned over several soul-storing pagodas, looking at them repeatedly. The first few were similar in appearance, obviously the standard products of the Yin Xie Sect, with only new and old ones. It was Zhao Baiwan's last turn that was different. Compared to the previous ones, whether it was workmanship or style, they were much worse. Moreover, it was already old and worn out, like an ancient relic that had been around for unknown years. The exterior was extremely inconspicuous, but when Lei Dong touched it with his hand, he felt a sudden movement in his heart. It seemed as if this soul-storing pagoda had a connection to his bloodline.

  "Junior brother, don't look at its age, this is a thing with great origins." Lei Dong seemed to be interested in the last soul-nourishing pagoda, and he began to talk about history non-stop. However, what stopped in Lei Dong's ears sounded like a sly merchant trying to recommend a slow-selling product that had been forced into his hands.

  Zhao Baiwan also had a hard time speaking out, this soul-nourishing pagoda was something he bought when he first started doing business, believing the other party's words and spending a spirit stone to get it. He thought it was some kind of treasure, and recommended it to his fellow disciples several times, but it was returned to him in just a few days. They said this thing is simply a waste product, other soul-nourishing pagodas, even if the quality is poor, the spirits inside will gradually receive nourishment and grow slowly. However, when the spirit is raised in this pagoda, within a few days, the spirit seems to be drained of its energy and vitality, barely holding on. Another fellow disciple's spirit even died directly in this soul-nourishing pagoda. If it weren't for the fact that Zhao Baiwan didn't get skinned alive, what kind of soul-nourishing pagoda is this? It's simply a soul-destroying pagoda!

  Zhao Baiwan didn't dare to take the thing to sell it at an auction house, he also knew the methods of that group of people, regardless of whether you are a disciple of the Yin Shuai Sect or not. However, Zhao Baiwan considered himself a businessman, with the pride of a businessman, and if the goods were unsellable, it was more uncomfortable than having a fishbone stuck in his throat. He met Lei Dong, who didn't know the height of the sky or the thickness of the earth, and had cultivated the Ling Soul Tower at the first level of the Refining Qi stage. So he moved his mind and prepared to sell this thing to Lei Dong. After all, this kid only had the first layer of the Refining Qi stage, even if there was a problem, he wouldn't dare to come back and bother himself.

  Lei Dong's two lives as a person, and also from that era of national swindlers, this face is naturally seen many times. If it were an ordinary day, no matter how much he talked, he wouldn't bother to pay attention. However, when he touched the Soul Tower just now, the palpitations in his heart, the feeling of being connected by blood, made him intuitively feel that this thing seemed a bit strange.

  Of course, to avoid suspicion. Lei Dong continued to pretend to be a newcomer, listening to Zhao Baiwan's nonsense with wide eyes, and reluctantly letting go of the thing. In the end, he shook his head and said: "Master brother, I want this one."

  Zhao Baiwan saw that he was holding an ordinary Soul Nurturing Pagoda, and his heart couldn't help but feel a wave of disappointment. However, he still had some lingering hopes and said: "Younger brother, won't you reconsider? This pagoda is top-notch."

  "Embarrassed to be in this situation." Lei Dong bitterly smiled and said: "Not hiding it from you, brother, I only have one spirit stone on hand. It was also obtained by exhausting all our family's wealth before heading up the mountain."

  "A single Spirit Stone?" Zhao Baiwan hesitated for a moment before gritting his teeth and saying, "Alright, today I'll make an exception for the sake of my junior brother's friend. One Spirit Stone it is, then. Take it."

  "But, brother, I'm afraid that if we take this old thing back and it can't be used, what then?" Lei Dong blinked with a pair of pure and innocent eyes, which wasn't difficult for him to do. Firstly, he was still young anyway. Secondly, since crossing over, he had been acting simple-minded at home.

  "How is this possible? This thing of mine..." Zhao Baiwan seemed to have suffered a great insult, his face red with self-defense and scolding Lei Dong. However, Lei Dong, no matter how much he was scolded, still had an uncertain expression on his face.

  Finally, Zhao Baiwan was also tongue-tied. Lei Dong was embarrassed and said: "If Master treats this Soul Nourishing Tower as a gift to me, with some assurance, I'll take out this Spirit Stone."

  "What? Add head?" Zhao Baiwan was stunned.

  "Didn't Brother Zhao say he wanted to be friends with me?"

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  At Zhao Baiwan's place, he spent half a day haggling over the price. In the end, Zhao Baiwan couldn't take it anymore and sold two Soul Nurturing Towers and one Spirit Stone to Lei Dong. After all, he was afraid that Lei Dong wouldn't be able to use the Soul Nurturing Tower, and if things got out of hand, it would look bad. Moreover, although he had lost some money, at least he had managed to sell it. The Soul Nurturing Tower remained by his side, as if constantly mocking Zhao Baiwan's business acumen. However, before selling it to Lei Dong, he had explicitly stated that if the goods were not satisfactory, there would be no refunds or exchanges.

  After leaving Zhao Baiwan, Lei Dong immediately returned to his residence and carefully studied the ancient soul-replenishing pagoda. Holding it in his hand, he felt a warmth that seemed to emanate from an unknown material. Most importantly, every time he touched this pagoda, he felt a connection to his bloodline. Bringing it back was also due to this feeling. Even if the feeling was wrong, at least he hadn't spent much money and had obtained another usable item.

  However, after spending several days, I still couldn't find anything special about this thing. But since there's no yin soul in hand, even if I continue to study it, I won't be able to come up with anything good. I tried contacting Chen Ge through the gatekeeper's seal, but was told that he is currently in seclusion. It seems that this matter can only rely on myself.

  Fortunately, it is within the range of Yīn Shuāi Zōng's power, and it is one of the most notorious places in the world. I don't know how many people died here back then, and it is also a place where Yin energy gathers, so ghosts should be relatively common here.

  After a brief inquiry, it was learned that near the large human city of Wangu City within the jurisdiction of the Wan Gui Ku, there were multiple burial grounds with evil spirits. After packing his bags, Lei Dong set off for the big city first.

  That was a city wall tens of feet high, with a majestic and magnificent city, where hundreds of thousands of ordinary people lived, completely serving the Yin Xie Sect's Wan Gui Ku. The identity of the Wan Gui Ku disciple who shook the thunder, even if it was just an apprentice who had just entered the door, was quite popular here. Very easily, I heard that not far from the west of the city, there was a chaotic burial mound. Some newly repaired and not very high-ranking disciples of the Wan Gui Ku would go there to capture yin souls.

  There's nothing valuable on me, let alone any flying artifacts. Fortunately, after the initial refinement of the Thunder Movement in the first layer of Qi Refining, my body is as light as a swallow. Although I haven't learned any movement techniques, my speed isn't slow either. In less than half an hour, I arrived at that desolate and eerie burial ground.

  It's already midday, but the sky is somewhat gloomy and hazy, with misty fog inside the mountain, visibility is limited.

  The faint rustling sound, hand grasping a small sword, cautiously circled around the chaotic burial mound of several hundred feet in diameter for half a lap, but not even half a ghost was seen. Looking up at the sky, he also felt a sense of bewilderment, as the scorching sun was shining brightly at this time. Unless it's an extremely powerful ghost, ordinary ghosts wouldn't dare to come out and get exposed to such a fierce sunlight?

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