353: Senior brother is just concerned about your cultivation.

"Looks like I need to recover some blood," Yao Delong thought to himself. He turned his gaze to Elder Zhao: "Elder Zhao, does the pavilion accept Heaven And Earth Treasure, Magical Artifacts, and Spiritual Materials?"

"Accept! Of course we accept!" Elder Zhao's eyes lit up. Knowing that this lord was about to bring out goods again, he hurriedly said, "Junior Brother, if you have anything you need to handle, just bring it out. This old man guarantees to give you the fairest price!"

Yao Delong didn't waste words and moved his Divine Thought.

Clatter!

A pile of items flickering with various precious lights and emitting dense Spiritual Qi fluctuations instantly appeared on the spacious floor of the second level of the Treasure Pavilion.

There were high-aged fire-attribute Spiritual Plants collected from the depths of the Burial God Abyss, such as "Earth Fire Ganoderma" and "Magma Blood Ginseng"; there were decent-quality Spiritual Artifacts and Earth-Grade Weapons seized after killing strong enemies; and there were even a few rare Ores containing pure fire elemental energy or Yin and Yang Qi, such as "Red Fire Fine Gold" and "Yin Sha Stone"...

These were all spoils of war he hadn't needed before or didn't need for the time being, as well as some Spiritual Artifacts and Earth-Grade Weapons he had "borrowed" from the Immortal Mausoleum. The quantity was quite large, but the quality was uneven.

The rich medicinal fragrance, the metallic aura of the Ores, and the spiritual light of the Magical Artifacts intertwined, instantly attracting the eyes of everyone in the Treasure Pavilion! Several Disciples were even more dumbfounded.

Elder Zhao suppressed the excitement in his heart and hurriedly called over several experienced appraisers to begin counting, identifying, and valuing them nervously and efficiently.

"Earth Fire Ganoderma, five hundred years old, perfect condition, vigorous medicinal power, priced at 1,200 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!"

"Magma Blood Ginseng, eight hundred years old! Good stuff! Priced at 1,800 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!"

"This piece of Red Fire Fine Gold, top-tier purity, sufficient weight, priced at 1,500 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!"

"Spirit Rank High Grade 'Black Iron Heavy Shield', good defensive power, priced at 100 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones..."

"Earth Rank Low Grade 'Frost Spear', ice attribute, priced at 150 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones..."

The appraisers reported the prices while identifying, and the Disciples on the side recorded them quickly.

They were busy for nearly half an hour before all the items were counted.

"Junior Brother Yao," Elder Zhao said, holding the summarized Jade Slip, with an irrepressible smile on his face, "Your treasures can be converted into a total of 16,000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones! What do you think of this price..."

"That works." Yao Delong nodded. This price was about the same as his estimate. Although some items had their prices suppressed, the advantage was the large quantity, and dealing with it all at once saved trouble.

"Good! Good!" Elder Zhao was overjoyed and hurriedly handed the Storage Pouch containing 16,000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones to Yao Delong.

Yao Delong didn't leave but turned and walked towards the area in the Treasure Pavilion specifically for selling Pill Formulas and Spirit Medicines.

His goal was clear!

"One copy of the Soul Transformation Stage Pill formula. Aside from the main ingredient, Seven-Leaf Soul-Nourishing Grass, I want ten portions of all other medicinal Materials." Yao Delong said to the Deacon Elder in charge of this area.

The Elder didn't dare to be slow and, within a few breaths, took out a Jade Slip exuding an ancient aura and a Storage Pouch full of Spirit Medicines: "Junior Brother, the Soul Transformation Stage Pill formula plus the medicinal Materials will cost 5,000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones after the discount."

Yao Delong didn't even frown and paid directly.

Then, he stated his next requirements: "One copy of the seventh-grade Medicinal Pill 'myriad manifestations returning to origin pill' formula, and one copy of the seventh-grade Medicinal Pill 'yimu azure spirit pill' formula. Also, prepare ten portions of Alchemy Materials for each of these two formulas. Oh right, prepare five portions of Alchemy Materials each for the endless life creation pill and the nine revolutions profound yang pill for me as well."

"myriad manifestations returning to origin pill? yimu azure spirit pill?" The Deacon Elder gasped.

The myriad manifestations returning to origin pill was a domineering Medicinal Pill that could forcibly raise a Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator by a small Realm in a short time. The sequelae were immense, but it was a trump card for saving one's life and turning the tables at critical moments!

And the yimu azure spirit pill was an upgraded version of the endless life creation pill. It was rumored to have the divine effect of seizing the creation of heaven and earth, bringing the dead back to life, and regrowing flesh and bones. The difficulty of Alchemy was considered the highest among seventh-grade Medicinal Pills!

"Junior Brother, please wait a moment!" The Deacon Elder didn't dare to ask more and hurriedly went to get them.

Soon, two equally ancient Jade Slips, as well as three large Storage Pouches filled with various rare Spirit Medicines, were delivered to Yao Delong.

"myriad manifestations returning to origin pill formula, 3,000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones; yimu azure spirit pill formula, 4,000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones; all kinds of Spirit Medicine Materials, totaling... 12,000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones after the discount!" The Deacon Elder reported the price.

Yao Delong paid again.

On this trip, seven low-grade heavenly artifact Flying Swords, three precious Pill Formulas, and dozens of portions of Alchemy Materials were obtained! The harvest was not insignificant! The cost was... almost emptying his family fortune!

"It's worth it!" There was only determination in Yao Delong's eyes. Spirit Stones were dead; spending them to transform into strength was what made them alive!

Walking out of the Treasure Pavilion, Yao Delong did not immediately return to Luoxia Peak. He looked up at the sky; it was noon, and the sun was bright.

"yin-yang value... it's time to continue 'plowing'."

Thoughts turned in his mind, and his figure flickered, turning into an inconspicuous stream of light, silently sneaking towards the direction of Spirit Water Peak.

With his current reputation in the sect, if he went to Spirit Water Peak with great fanfare, he would likely immediately attract onlookers and a sensation, which was not what he wanted.

Spirit Water Peak, Luo Miaomiao's courtyard.

The courtyard was filled with Spiritual Qi, carrying a moist freshness.

Luo Miaomiao, dressed in water-blue robes, was practicing sword techniques in the open space of the courtyard. Her figure was graceful, and the sword light flowed like water, sometimes like a murmuring stream, sometimes like waves crashing against the shore; she had clearly put in hard work on the Dao of the sword.

Suddenly, she seemed to sense something, stopped her sword momentum, and looked at the courtyard gate in surprise: "Senior Brother?!"

Yao Delong's figure appeared there at some point, with a hint of a smile on his face.

Luo Miaomiao immediately acted like a happy skylark, flashing into Yao Delong's arms, lifting her pretty face, her beautiful eyes full of joy: "Senior Brother! How do you have time to come to Miaomiao's place today? Did you miss me?"

A faint, fresh body scent like grass after rain came from her.

Yao Delong felt the warm, fragrant, soft jade in his arms and said solemnly: "Hmm, Senior Brother, isn't this caring about your Cultivate? Seeing that your Cultivate seems to have reached a Bottleneck recently, I came here specially... to help you improve your Cultivate."

"Improve Cultivate?" Luo Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, then saw the familiar, teasing smile in Yao Delong's eyes and instantly understood something.

Her pretty face turned bright red in a "whoosh," like a ripe apple. She gave Yao Delong a coquettish look, her voice as thin as a mosquito's hum: "Senior Brother~ You are really too bad! In broad daylight... what kind of Cultivate are you improving for Miaomiao..."

She subconsciously looked around nervously; there was no one else, which made her breathe a sigh of relief, but the blush on her face deepened.

Yao Delong didn't care about that; time was precious, and he had to "share the rain and dew" with Lin Qingxue and Liu Rumei as well.

He chuckled softly: "The Dao of Yin and Yang, how can it be divided by day and night?"

After saying that, without waiting for Luo Miaomiao to coquettishly complain again, he stretched out his arms and picked up the light girl by the waist.