Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

A regular Inferior Grade Martial Sage would typically have no more than two million Astral Coins. Given Xiao Chen’s current cultivation, he could be considered wealthy for having five hundred thousand Astral Coins.

“Young Master, please wait a moment. Our Young Master wishes to invite you upstairs.”

After Xiao Chen completed the transaction, the chubby shopkeeper extended an invitation to him.

This herb store belonged to the Eternal Heavenly Sword School, so the Young Master mentioned should be the top true inheritor of the Eternal Heavenly Sword School, Mo Lingtian.

Since the Eternal Heavenly Sword School was auctioning the Thunder Emperor’s broken sword, it was not strange that they sent their top true inheritor to oversee it personally.

Xiao Chen had long wanted to learn more about the Eternal Heavenly Sword School, so he did not hesitate but immediately agreed.

When Xiao Chen reached the second floor, he met the aforementioned Young Master, who was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight—which was considered very young in the Kunlun Realm.

This person looked handsome and had a deep cultivation, already a half-Sage. Spots of electric light leaped around in the depths of his eyes. Occasionally, an indistinct sword intent pierced through the electric light.

Xiao Chen looked carefully and discovered strong Heavenly Sage Laws similar to Wu Yuankai’s. This person was quite impressive.

However, Xiao Chen did not concern himself with all these. He paid more attention to the fact that when this person saw him, a barely discernible murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

“White Robed Bladesman, I have been hearing of your fame for some time now. You must have obtained these hundred True Dragon bones from the Dragon Burial Mound, right? It looks like the rumors of you exchanging a hundred moves with Bai Wuxue are not unfounded.”

Although Mo Lingtian said that, the arrogance he radiated did not decrease at all; he attached no importance to Xiao Chen whatsoever.

“If it were not for the fact that the Savage Battlefield and Hunluo Province are so far apart, we might have met sooner.”

Xiao Chen casually played along, waiting to hear what Mo Lingtian really wanted to say.

Mo Lingtian took on a superior attitude as he asked, “Half a month ago, I heard that you killed two half-Sages near Azure Peak City. Is that true?”

“That’s right. I did indeed kill two ignorant and rash half-Sages. I wonder, what is your interest in them?”

Noticing Mo Lingtian’s unfriendly tone, Xiao Chen felt that something was wrong.

Mo Lingtian looked down as he said, “How unfortunate. Those two clans are subordinate to my Eternal Heavenly Sword School. You have killed the people of our Eternal Heavenly Sword School.”

So that was why. Xiao Chen finally understood why a flash of murderous intent appeared in Mo Lingtian’s eyes the moment Mo Lingtian saw him.

“This is such a coincidence, and I actually delivered myself here. How does Young Master Mo intend to deal with this?”

However, Xiao Chen did not have any fear in his heart. The Rank 9 Supreme Sky Sect backed him. With a Martial Emperor protecting their sect, the Eternal Heavenly Sword School would not dare to do anything to him.

Mo Lingtian casually waved his hand and said disapprovingly, “Since you already killed those two half-Sages, there is nothing more that can be done. Furthermore, those clans shifted their allegiance to the Magnificent Fiend Hall. They are the ones trying to kill you.

“I have another purpose in looking for you. If you agree to it, then you will be a friend of Mo Lingtian, and the Eternal Heavenly Sword School can guarantee your safety.”

When Xiao Chen heard this, he smiled coldly to himself. Where exactly did this Mo Lingtian get his arrogance from? He sought someone for help without even offering a reward, trying to move him with just an empty promise.

Was becoming a friend of Mo Lingtian a very glorious thing? Did he think that he was a Martial Emperor? Did Xiao Chen need the Eternal Heavenly Sword School to guarantee his safety? Since when had the Eternal Heavenly Sword School become more authoritative than the Supreme Sky Sect?

“What do you think? I have been very polite to you already. Not only can I write off the matter of you killing my Eternal Heavenly Sword School’s subordinates, but we can also work together in the future,” Mo Lingtian said confidently as he stared at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen did not want to burn his bridges with the Eternal Heavenly Sword School yet. He still needed to help Ao Jiao figure out the true identity of the Eternal Heavenly Sword Sage.

Enduring the unhappiness in his heart, Xiao Chen smiled. “Young Master Mo is exceedingly magnanimous. What is the matter? Just speak.”

Mo Lingtian already expected Xiao Chen’s reply. He stood up and smiled back. “Come to my Eternal Heavenly Sword School ten days from now. You will know at that time.

“That’s right. Here is a ticket for the auction in two days. You will be able to sit in the front two rows. Take it. It is not something that just anyone can buy.”

Mo Lingtian casually waved his hand and tossed a ticket to Xiao Chen, acting as if he had just given him something quite incredible.

If Mo Lingtian knew that Xiao Chen did not even bother with the Flourishing Heaven Pavilion’s Nangong Qiong, he would not feel like this.

Xiao Chen pretended to be delighted. He caught the ticket and said, “Young Master Mo is indeed great. You are even able to give out such a precious ticket to people casually.”

Mo Lingtian raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a pleased expression. He said, “It is just a small matter. If you really become my friend, I can even get you a VIP card for the Flourishing Heaven Pavilion.”

After Xiao Chen left, a back door to the room opened. A skinny old man with unfathomable cultivation appeared, a Martial Sage!

This old man asked with a gloomy expression, “Young Master, are you truly going to bring him to the Heavenly Roc King’s Star Grave Palace? He is the person that brought great embarrassment to our Eternal Heavenly Sword School.”

A heavy murderous intent flashed in Mo Lingtian’s eyes. He said, “Naturally not. If not for the threat of the Supreme Sky Sect, I would have already squashed a person of such caliber with one hand.

“The Star Grave Palace is fraught with danger. Furthermore, Martial Sages and above cannot enter it. When he is no longer useful, I will just kill him there, and no one will know I did it.”

The old man countered with some worry in his eyes, “However, news of the Star Grave Palace’s opening has leaked this time. It is not only the six factions of our Hunluo Province that will be rushing over but also several young Fiend Race experts.

“It is risky to add another variable into the mix.”

Mo Lingtian smiled and said, “Did you see how he was? After giving him some small benefits, he became so happy. Such a person will not be able to escape my hand. I am the absolute genius that will become the Eternal Heavenly Emperor.”

After Xiao Chen left the herb store, he casually threw away the ticket. Then he spent three hundred Astral Coins to buy a seat in the first row.

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In the west of the city, the yellow-robed stout man from the Magnificent Fiend Hall looked at Wu Yuankai with a distinctly unhappy expression.

“What trash! You can’t even deal with a Superior Grade Martial Monarch.”

Wu Yuankai felt very wronged. However, he could not make a rebuttal. No matter what, he could not change the fact that Xiao Chen had scared him away with a shout.

Wu Yuankai’s face twisted in dissatisfaction. Only after a long time did he say, “Consider it as me being careless. However, your people did not provide me with complete information. You did not say that his physical strength reached one thousand tons of force.”

“Cut the crap! I’ll give you another ten days. This is your last chance,” the yellow-robed man said icily.

Wu Yuankai looked up and said, “With the difficulty, I want you to increase the remaining half of the reward and give it to me now. Otherwise, just go and look for someone else.”

The yellow-robed man had not expected Wu Yuankai to raise the price. He could not help the rage in his heart, but he suppressed it in the end. He tossed out a spatial ring and said, “One hundred thousand Astral Coins. If you fail to complete your mission, you can forget about staying in Hunluo City.”

As Wu Yuankai received the spatial ring, a look of greed appeared on his face. He said, “Don’t worry. He will have to leave the city sooner or later. At that time, as long as I do not have to hold back, this brat will definitely die.”

After Wu Yuankai left, an impressive-looking youth walked into the hall. Fiend Energy surged in his body like it would burst out at any moment.

This youth’s Qi and blood flourished like he was the bright sun. As he walked, he gave the impression of a giant elephant tramping through the savanna, his footsteps heavy and filled with power. This was a cultivator of the Fiend Race from the Elephant Race.

The youth said, “What’s wrong? Is that fellow really that hard to deal with? Should I make a move personally?”

When the yellow-robed man saw this youth, the rage on his face immediately receded. He said, “There is no need. I have already prepared countermeasures. Young Hall Master, there is no need to care about this small matter.”

Dismissing the issue, the Magnificent Fiend Hall’s Young Hall Master asked, “How many Astral Coins can this branch gather? I need three peak quality defensive Superior Grade Secret Treasures from this auction. Otherwise, I won’t feel confident enough for the Star Grave Palace.”

“Don’t worry. The Hall Master left instructions. We prepared five hundred thousand Astral Coins long ago.” The yellow-robed man had already anticipated this question.

The youth with surging Fiend Energy smiled in satisfaction. He clenched his fists and revealed a determined gaze as he said, “As long as I can obtain a piece of the Great Roc Spreading Wings Painting, even if I cannot advance to Martial Sage, I will still be able to form another hundred Heavenly Sage Laws, increasing my strength by fifty percent.”

When the yellow-robed man heard the words “Great Roc Spreading Wings Painting,” he could not help but reveal an expression of eager expectation. He said, “Legend has it that all the comprehension of the Heavenly Roc King before he died is in this Great Roc Spreading Wings Painting. Although it had shattered into pieces, it is still something that a Martial Sage can benefit from.

“Unfortunately, even a Sovereign Martial Emperor cannot break into the Star Grave Palace. We can only send in people that are under Martial Sage. Otherwise, this old man would participate in the festivities as well.”

The youth smiled faintly and said, “Haha! If there are any extra pieces, I can spare one for Elder Huang.”

The yellow-robed man quickly performed a cupped-fist salute and said, “In that case, Young Hall Master, thank you in advance.”

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Two days later, the Flourishing Heaven Pavilion’s auction started as scheduled. Superior Grade Martial Monarchs and above in Hunluo City all rushed over.

Crowds of people streamed in, looking like a river flowing into the Flourishing Heaven Pavilion’s hall.

Wearing a black cloak, Xiao Chen stood on the roof of the opposite pavilion. When he saw this scene, he could not help but sigh, “There are probably no less than six thousand people. Even a Sovereign sect would not have this many Superior Grade Martial Monarchs.”

Due to the limited seats in the auction, the Flourishing Heaven Pavilion decided to let in only Superior Grade Martial Monarchs and above. Even so, there was still this many rushing over. This sight stunned Xiao Chen the first time he saw it.

This is normal. More than half the loose cultivators of the Tianwu Domain and the Fiend Domain have gathered here. It is not strange that so many Superior Grade Martial Monarchs and above are here.

Ao Jiao had seen far grander scenes before, so she was much calmer than Xiao Chen.

After one hour, the packed crowd slowly thinned out, so Xiao Chen prepared to enter.

Just at this moment, a familiar figure slowly entered Xiao Chen’s field of vision in the distance.

That figure was a pretty girl dressed in white. She had skin as pale as jade, looking delicate enough that the wind might bruise her. Her pure and lovable face carried a natural charm.

She had a fiery-hot curvy figure that would inflame the hearts of all the men around.

As this girl walked, a bottle gourd hanging at her waist bounced up and down. She radiated charm from her spirited face, attracting the gazes of bystanders.