92: Meng Bi in a sorry state

"Heh... is that all?"

Yao Delong's voice was filled with undisguised disdain, as if he were looking at a beggar trying to puff himself up to look imposing.

"Junior Brother Meng, if your pockets are empty, there is no need to keep up this charade here.

This 'Wind-Splitting Gold-Shattering Sword' is likely unworthy of your status as the heir of the Marquis's Family."

"You!!"

Meng Bi was so stimulated by this contemptuous laughter that he nearly exploded on the spot; the finger he pointed at Yao Delong was trembling.

"Yao Delong! Stop being so arrogant! I want to see just how many Spirit Stones you can produce!

If you have the ability, why don't you try buying a Top-Grade Earth-Grade Weapon and show me!"

"A Top-Grade Earth-Grade Weapon?"

Yao Delong shook his head lightly, as if he found such a level of item too low-end.

He stopped looking at Meng Bi and turned his gaze to the Late Golden Core Stage Deacon Elder. His voice was calm, yet it exploded like a thunderclap in the Treasure Pavilion:

"Elder, mere Flying Swords are uninteresting. May I ask if your pavilion has any Heaven-Grade Weapon level Pill Furnace for sale?"

Heaven-Grade Weapon??? A Pill Furnace???

The entire Treasure Pavilion fell into instant silence!

One could hear a pin drop!

Everyone thought they had misheard!

A Heaven-Grade Weapon! That is a top-tier Magic Treasure that only a Nascent Soul Stage powerhouse can fully unleash!

Although a Pill Furnace type Heaven-Grade Weapon is not as valuable as an attack or defense Magic Treasure of the same tier, its rarity and price are far beyond what any Earth-Grade Weapon can compare to!

Ninety-nine percent of the Disciples present had never seen a Heaven-Grade Weapon with their own eyes in their entire lives! Let alone buy one!

The Late Golden Core Stage Deacon Elder heard this, and his murky old eyes suddenly erupted with unprecedented brilliance!

His breathing grew hurried! A Heaven-Grade Weapon! Even if it were just a Pill Furnace, that would be a monumental performance record!

"Yes! Yes! Junior Brother Yao, please wait a moment! This old man will go fetch it right away!"

The Deacon Elder's voice was distorted with excitement, and his figure flashed,

rushing toward the most core storage room deep within the Treasure Pavilion at a speed nearing teleportation!

Meng Bi was completely dumbfounded; the color drained from his face instantly, leaving only a deathly pallor and disbelief.

A Heaven-Grade Weapon? How could this trash afford a Heaven-Grade Weapon?! He must be crazy! Or he is just bluffing!

The surrounding Disciples were collectively petrified, their minds blank, with only the words "Heaven-Grade Weapon" echoing crazily!

Luo Miaomiao also looked nervous, but recalling that day when Senior Brother Yao sacrificed five Earth-Grade Weapon Flying Swords in one breath to cover their retreat, her heart calmed.

In less than ten breaths, the Deacon Elder returned, carefully holding a small purple-gold jade box that was only a foot square.

The surface of the jade box was covered in dense, heart-palpitating Seal runes. He took a deep breath and solemnly opened the jade box.

Hum—!

A majestic, scorching, and terrifying aura that seemed to contain the power of the primal fire source of heaven and earth instantly swept through the entire Treasure Pavilion!

All the Magic Treasures within the light barriers emitted a slight humming sound at this moment, as if paying tribute to a higher-tier existence!

Inside the jade box, a palm-sized crimson Pill Furnace floated quietly.

The Pill Furnace had an ancient and magnificent design, with countless complex and profound flame runes engraved on its body.

These runes flowed slowly as if they were living things, emitting a heart-palpitating high temperature.

The top of the furnace was shaped like a nine-petaled lotus, and at the heart of the lotus was embedded a crimson crystal core that rotated continuously, emitting blinding light like the sun.

Although the entire Pill Furnace was small, it gave people a sense of heaviness that could suppress the Void Realm and melt all things!

"Junior Brother Yao, please take a look!" The Deacon Elder's voice carried excitement and reverence.

"This is the 'nine suns melting heaven furnace', a Low-Grade Heaven-Grade Weapon Pill Furnace! It was refined over a hundred years by the previous Peak Master of Spirit Forging Peak, who collected fire essence from the earth's core and supplemented it with ancient divine Materials!"

"This furnace contains a trace of the True Yang Flame Law, which can greatly increase the success rate of Alchemy, especially providing an incredible boost for the refinement of fire-attribute Medicinal Pills and high-grade Spirit Pills!"

"It can even withstand top-tier Materials that the Pill Fire of ordinary Golden Core Cultivators cannot melt! The price is... 1,488 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!"

1,488 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!!!

148,800 Low-Grade Spirit Stones!!!

This astronomical figure hit everyone's heart like a giant hammer!

Meng Bi felt his vision go dark, and he nearly fainted on the spot!

The resources his Family supplied him during his Golden Core Stage were only 800 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones a year! The other party spent 1,488 in a single move?!

This was simply a dimensional strike! It crushed him so thoroughly that not even dregs remained!

Everyone held their breath, their gazes locked tightly onto Yao Delong.

No one believed he could produce so many Spirit Stones!

Even the children of wealthy families from the Ba Xia Dynasty could not possibly carry such a huge sum of money on them!

Yao Delong's expression was calm, as if he had only heard an insignificant number.

Under the gaze of countless suspicious, shocked, and disbelieving eyes, he slowly raised his right hand, and a seemingly ordinary storage ring glowed slightly.

Clatter—!

A bulging Storage Pouch, radiating dense Spiritual Qi fluctuations, appeared out of thin air and flew precisely into the Deacon Elder's hand.

The Deacon Elder suppressed the monstrous waves in his heart and impatiently probed the Storage Pouch with his Divine Sense!

A moment later, he looked up abruptly. All the doubts and shock on his face turned into the deepest reverence and excitement, his voice even trembling slightly from the excitement:

"The... the amount is exact! 1,488 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones! Not a single one missing!"

Boom!!!

The entire Treasure Pavilion completely exploded with noise!

"My goodness! He actually bought it?!"

"1,488! Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!!"

"A Heaven-Grade Weapon Pill Furnace! He just bought it like that?!"

"Where... where did he get so much money?! Did he rob the Immortal Mausoleum?!"

"Senior Brother Yao is mighty!!! This is true opulence!" Screams of worship rose one after another.

"Impossible!!!" Meng Bi's last shred of reason completely collapsed. He acted like a madman, pointing at Yao Delong and the Deacon Elder, roaring hoarsely:

"It's fake! It must be fake! You are colluding with each other! He just promoted to an inner Sect Core Disciple, how could he possibly have so many Spirit Stones!

You must be his accomplice! I want to report this to the Sect! I want to ask the Discipline Hall to investigate thoroughly!!"

"Presumptuous!"

The Deacon Elder was furious!

A terrifying pressure, far stronger than Meng Bi's and belonging to the Golden Core Great Perfection stage, descended like a tangible mountain!

Thump! Thump!

Meng Bi and Meng Lang and the others beside him were hit as if by a giant hammer; they were instantly pressed to their knees on the ground, their knees colliding with the hard floor with a teeth-grinding sound!

Meng Bi's face was slightly pale, while Meng Lang had blood spilling from his nose and mouth, his bones creaking all over, unable to make even a sound!

"Meng Bi!"

The Deacon Elder's hair and beard stood on end, his voice like thunder, shaking the entire Treasure Pavilion,

"Are you questioning the fairness of the Treasure Pavilion? Or are you questioning the character of a Sect Elder?! Who gave you the guts?!

Do you think that relying on your status as a Marquis's heir and a Core Disciple, you can do whatever you want in the Yin Yang Sect, slander an Elder, and distort the truth?!"

The Elder's angry shout was like a thunderclap, completely igniting the emotions of the surrounding Disciples.

"Pah! You don't have the money yourself, so you slander others!"

"If you can't afford it, don't buy it! You're making a fool of yourself!"

"Is this the character of a Marquis's heir? My eyes have been opened!"

"Get out! Don't lose face for the Core Disciples here!"

"Exactly! How many female Disciples have been harmed by him? It's retribution!"

The merciless mockery and contempt drowned the two kneeling people, Meng Bi and his companion, like a tide.

Every word stabbed into their hearts like a knife.

Meng Bi's face was ashen; he was filled with shame and indignation, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into immediately!

"Get out!" The Deacon Elder withdrew his pressure and coldly spat out one word.

Meng Bi stared gloomily at Yao Delong and struggled to stand up in a disheveled state, amidst the laughter and disdainful gazes of the whole hall.

He fled the Treasure Pavilion in a panic like a stray dog, his back filled with endless dishevelment and resentment.