Chapter 534: Trade Fair, the Shock Brought by the Eighth-Level Array

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Chu Xiu frowned, "Only Wudie, the Saint King, is on the move in the entire Die Mountain."

"There are no other Saint Kings in the Xianshu Palace."

"They all went there."

At this moment.

The originally lively Xianshu Palace suddenly became quiet and silent.

Even the female cultivators who were singing and dancing in the center of the hall retreated.

Chu Xiu opened his eyes and looked up at the top of the hall.

At some point, a graceful woman in a black dress sat on the highest, largest, and most luxurious throne.

A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the old demon Chu.

The owner of Die Mountain is top-notch in both appearance and temperament. Sitting there, she instantly overwhelmed all the female cultivators present.

It is not an exaggeration to describe her as "overwhelming all the beauties".

Thinking of that night when he told Blind Hongchen that the Lord of Dieshan was once his Taoist partner and had given birth to a child for him, Chu Xiu couldn't help but grin and reveal an evil smile.

Not bad, not bad, fortunately I didn't suffer any loss.

He subconsciously turned his head and looked at fellow Taoist Hongchen not far away.

He found that he actually closed his dark eyes, as if he was not interested in the Lord of Dieshan.

Chu Xiu smiled and retracted his gaze.

The Lord of Dieshan looked around and opened his red lips.

: "Welcome everyone to Dieshan to participate in the birthday celebration of the deity."

: "According to convention, the first link is the exchange of treasures."

: "The rule is barter."

: "I hope everyone can get the treasure they like."

As soon as she finished speaking, the hall suddenly became lively.

A Saint King-level mandrill stood up and held up a palm-sized, blood-red crystal. "This is a divine blood crystal. It is a top-notch material for both alchemy and weapon refining."

"I need a piece of Youluo divine grass. I am willing to exchange it for this piece of divine blood crystal."

An old blood demon with a hooked nose and a sinister look on Blood Demon Mountain said with bloodshot eyes, "I want this piece of divine blood crystal."

"But I don't have the Youluo divine grass--" He turned his head and looked around, and said lightly, "Do you have the Youluo divine grass? If you do, you can ask for any conditions."

He was determined to get this piece of divine blood crystal.

"Haha, old blood demon, you are lucky. I have a piece of Youluo divine grass here." A bull-headed Saint King grinned, took out a jade box and opened it. Inside was a spiritual herb that was dark in color and emitted a faint black mist, shaped like a five-leaf clover.

The old blood demon's eyes lit up, and he laughed strangely: "Niu Mutian, what do you want?"

The Bull-Headed Saint King showed a silly smile and scratched the back of his head, "One thousand Blood God Yuan Crystals."

The old blood demon's eyes twitched, and he cursed: "You stupid bull, do you know what a thousand Blood God Yuan Crystals represent?"

"My Blood God Mountain only produces one Blood God Yuan Crystal every hundred years, and you asked for a thousand."

The Bull-Headed Saint King was stunned, grinned, showing his golden teeth, "Then nine hundred and ninety-nine will be fine."

"Don't even think about it." The old blood demon stared.

The two of them went back and forth, bargaining for a long time, and finally the old blood demon exchanged eighty Blood God Yuan Crystals for the Youluo Divine Grass in the hands of the Bull-Headed Saint King.

Then he used the Youluo Divine Grass to exchange for the Divine Blood Crystal Stone from the Mandrill Saint King.

The three of them got what they wanted, and everyone was happy.

The transaction continued.

Chu Xiu leaned back on the throne and yawned out of boredom.

After the third day, in the evening.

The trade fair was about to end.

In order not to arouse other people's suspicion.

He decided to participate.

Chu Xiu stood up and waved his hand to take out an eighth-level middle-grade trapping array.

The eyes of the strong men were all focused on Chu Xiu.

Three days ago, after the gift of 50,000 divine stones, no one didn't know him.

Seeing him stand up and take out the treasure to exchange, everyone was naturally curious.

Chu Xiu looked around and said loudly: "This is an eighth-level middle-grade trapping array in my hand."

: "It can be used repeatedly ten times after consuming a certain amount of divine stones."

As soon as he said this, there was an uproar at the scene.

Divine thoughts spread out like a spider web and fell on the array in Chu Xiu's hand.

After a probe, someone couldn't suppress his excitement and exclaimed.

————"It's really an eighth-level middle-grade array..."

Clatter——

Dozens of holy kings stood up from the throne.

The human holy king was okay, and he still knew how to be reserved.

Many human demon barbarian saint kings showed their greed without disguising.

If it weren't for his own strong strength, Chu Xiu would even suspect that these guys would rush over together, tear him to pieces, and then snatch the array plate.

That was an eighth-grade medium-grade array plate.

It was one grade higher than the sect-protecting and clan-protecting arrays of most of the forces present. How could they not be salivating.

Chu Xiu smacked his lips and said to himself, "It seems that there are no strong array masters in this era."

"It's just an eighth-grade medium-grade array plate. I can refine it by wasting a little time."

Looking at the saint kings present, whose eyes were red and trembling with excitement, Chu Xiu secretly complained, "A group of guys who have never seen the world."

————"Ahem, Chu Xiu, what treasure are you going to exchange for this array plate?" A saint king of the Jiang family coughed lightly and asked loudly.

————"Yes, yes, what are you going to exchange for."

Others asked impatiently.

The Lord of Die Mountain, sitting on the highest throne, narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked at Chu Xiu with interest.

She also understood the art of formation. From Chu Xiu's formation plate, she felt the aura of Chu Xiu's soul.

In other words, this formation plate was made by Chu Xiu himself.

The strong man who can make an eighth-level medium-grade formation plate is generally respected as the Grand Master of Formation.

Such an existence will be treated with courtesy wherever he goes.

Even the old monster Quasi-Emperor will be polite to him.

: "Interesting, it's okay that he is powerful in combat, but his art of formation is also so strong."

: "And his poison is equally powerful."

: "And he is really young."

The Lord of Die Mountain sighed in his heart, "Such an existence would actually give up becoming an emperor, choose to seal himself, and come to this era."

: "So what kind of opponent did he meet?"

The Lord of Die Mountain became more and more curious about Chu Xiu.

She found that Chu Xiu was an endless iceberg, even if only a corner was exposed, it was amazing.

Chu Xiu looked around and raised his hand to press it.

After the hall was quiet.

He slowly opened his mouth, "I don't intend to exchange my array plate for other things."

"I need the Divine Yuan Stone. Everyone can make an offer. The highest bidder wins."

At this point, he faced the Lord of Die Mountain and bowed slightly, "Lord, I borrow your land to hold an auction. It should be okay, right?"

The Lord of Die Mountain smiled, revealing a pair of shallow dimples at the corners of his mouth, and waved his skirt sleeves, "Fellow Daoist Chu, you can do whatever you want."

Nodding, Chu Xiu retracted his gaze, turned around, faced everyone, and said loudly: "Since it is an auction, there must be rules."

"It is said that the highest bidder wins, and the highest bidder wins. If someone falsely reports the price-" Chu Xiu had a cold face, his long hair moved without wind, his black robe rustled, and the murderous intent around him became substantial. The blood rushed into the sky, dyeing most of the hall red, "Falsely reporting the price will cause trouble for me. I will be very unhappy, and I will kill people if I am unhappy."

"I hope fellow Daoists will not make mistakes."

Feeling Chu Xiu's breath and that creepy murderous intent.

All the Saint Kings present changed color.

Even the Lord of Die Mountain, who was leaning on the throne, holding his cheek with his hand, and looked lazy, sat up straight with a serious expression.

: "So strong——"

A Barbarian Saint King said in a trembling voice.

: "I have a feeling that if he wants to kill me, it will only take a moment..."

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