210: Chapter 210 Zhao Xuanjun

"Brother Xuanjun, according to the portraits sent back by our Family spies, that is indeed him," Zhao Xuansu said, pointing to Ye Yisong, who was strolling below the pavilion.

"I didn't expect to run into him so easily. I thought it would take some effort," Zhao Xuanjun said, his black dharma robe fluttering in the wind, his expression unreadable.

"Let's go. We shall meet this Fourth-Rank Talisman Master who has traveled from afar."

"Boss Ye, this place is quite lively."

Ye Yisong wandered through the streets and alleys like a carefree crane, moving through the five streets and ten workshops, looking at the dazzling array of stalls and selecting the items he needed.

The Four Great Clans of Linhai Prefecture were quite interesting. After a thousand years of open and covert struggles, with the Ouyang Family, Ding Family, and Zhao Family having engaged in over ten clan wars on this land, they were still able to continue holding this annual exchange meeting.

Among these three clans, the Song Family acted like a lubricant, always managing to stop the conflict from escalating to a war of extermination at the final moment.

The three families of Cangjiang Prefecture were far inferior to the Four Great Clans of Linhai Prefecture in this regard.

Information between the three clans was blocked, and resources basically did not circulate. Apart from some Fourth-Rank treasures that were exchanged, other resources were only circulated within their own clans.

"Boss Ye, have you seen anything you like? My treat today." Ye Yisong generously took out a Storage Pouch and handed it to Boss Ye.

"Thirteenth Young Master, although there are many things here, none of them are of high grade." Boss Ye shook his head and did not take the Storage Pouch that Ye Yisong offered.

"Hehe, just joining in the fun."

Ye Yisong continued to stroll down street after street, occasionally picking up items from the stalls, but he did not purchase a single thing.

"Oh? I didn't expect to encounter such a good thing here." When Ye Yisong reached the fourth street, he saw a piece of rotten wood on the stall of an old man in linen clothes in a corner. Its surface flickered with a few arcs of electricity; it was exactly the Lightning-Struck Wood that Ye Yisong had been searching for.

"Old man, how many Spirit Stones for this piece of wood?" Just as Ye Yisong reached out to pick up the Lightning-Struck Wood, another hand reached out simultaneously, grabbing the other end of the wood a step earlier.

"Hm? Friend, there should be a first-come, first-served order in buying things, right!" Ye Yisong stood behind Boss Ye and frowned as he looked at the middle-aged Martial Artist in the black dharma robe beside him.

"It seems I was the one who grabbed it first, right!" Zhao Xuanjun said, examining the Lightning-Struck Wood in his hand with a smile. "Old man, how many Spirit Stones for this?"

"Fifty thousand Spirit Stones." The old man hesitated for a moment before stating a price.

"Good."

Zhao Xuanjun took out fifty thousand Spirit Stones from his Storage Pouch, placed them in front of the old man, and then handed the Lightning-Struck Wood in his hand to Ye Yisong before turning to leave.

"Little brother, this Linhai Prefecture is not peaceful. You had better return early, lest you lose your life here."

"Interesting."

Ye Yisong watched Zhao Xuanjun walk away and secretly thought to himself, what does the Zhao Family mean by this? Snatching the item I wanted, buying it, and then giving it to me. Courtesy before force? Threatening me?

"Thirteenth Young Master, it is Zhao Xuanjun, the youngest Prodigy of the Zhao Family. It is said that he has already reached the Eight-Star Martial Ancestor realm and is the leading figure of this generation of the Zhao Family." Boss Ye looked at Zhao Xuanjun's back with a heavy expression. Has the Zhao Family even sent him out?

"Mm, I recognized him." Before coming here, Ye Yisong had gained a general understanding of the powerful Elders and Core Disciples of the Four Great Clans of Linhai Prefecture.

"Boss Ye, let's go." Ye Yisong led Boss Ye to continue strolling through other stalls at their original pace, as if Zhao Xuanjun had never been there.

"Brother Xuanjun, are we just going to let him go like this?" Zhao Xuansu said, puzzled.

"What, do you want to make a move on the Ding Family's territory?" Zhao Xuanjun retorted.

"It's not impossible. Tonight, we can sneak over and eliminate this hidden danger in one go." Zhao Xuansu waved his hand downwards, his eyes filled with ruthlessness.

"Brother Su, put away your petty thoughts. The Ding Family Ancestor is watching." Zhao Xuanjun pointed to the sky and said with awe.

"The Ding Family Ancestor has not been in a good mood lately. If he catches us, even if our Old Ancestor steps in, he might not be able to protect the two of us."

Zhao Xuanjun transmitted his voice secretly. He had always been very clear about his own position. Without truly breaking through that barrier, no matter how great his reputation was, it was all a joke in front of a Martial King expert.

"I am heading back first." Zhao Xuanjun looked back at Ye Yisong one more time and pondered.

"Brother Xuanjun, are you not attending the exchange meeting three days from now?" Zhao Xuansu quickly told Zhao Xuanjun the information he had gathered over the past few days. "I heard that the Ding Family intends to bring out a Fifth-Rank Spirit Peach for trade at this exchange meeting. Do you have any thoughts on that?"

"The message has been delivered, so I will not stay any longer." The Zhao Family Old Ancestor had long since bestowed a Fifth-Rank Spirit Peach upon Zhao Xuanjun, so he was not interested in this. His figure faded into the wind and snow, turning into a black dot and disappearing into the horizon.

"Boss Ye, let's go back too." Ye Yisong had strolled through all five streets and ten workshops. Besides the Lightning-Struck Wood he obtained at the beginning, he also bought dozens of Third-Rank Spirit Peaches, intending to bring them back to the Family for Ye Yiguang and the others to have a taste.

Along with three books on First-Rank and Second-Rank Spirit Planters, accumulating little by little and refining the essence, perhaps the Spirit Planters in the Family would have a Breakthrough.

Finally, from the hands of a close-branch Disciple of the Ding Family, he also unexpectedly purchased a Fourth-Rank Spirit Peach.

As for other things, with Ye Yisong's current standards, he looked down on them a bit; Third-Rank Spirit Weapons, Third-Rank Talismans, Third-Rank Medicinal Pills, and so on were just chicken ribs.

Most importantly, the Yao Beast egg that Ye Yisong had been nurturing in his Spirit Beast bag for almost half a year had finally hatched today.

Ye Yisong was anxious to rush back and study this little guy properly.

When the little guy broke out of its shell, a slight change appeared on Ye Yisong's panel, and a new column was added to the panel: Contracted Spirit Beast: Azure Sea Dragon Turtle (First-Rank).

As one of the undisputed overlords of the Yao Beasts, the Dragon Clan was so strong that it dominated the entire continent. There were as many as four Seventh-Rank Yao Beasts alone, and any one of them emerging from the deep sea could shake the entire layout of the continent.

Although the Azure Sea Dragon Turtle was not of the Dragon Clan, its name contained the character for Dragon, so it must possess a trace of the Dragon Clan's Bloodline. Once it grew up, its strength would certainly be extraordinary.

Whether it was exploring Secret Realms, assisting in battle, or guarding the Family, it was a good Spirit Beast.

As soon as Ye Yisong returned to the small courtyard where he was resting, he gave Boss Ye a word of instruction and locked himself in the Cultivation room.

On the way back, Boss Ye looked at Ye Yisong, whose mouth was slightly upturned, with a worried face. To be warned by a figure like Zhao Xuanjun and still be able to laugh. It seemed he had to ask the Family for reinforcements as soon as possible. Now the Ouyang Family had requests for Ye Yisong, so perhaps they would still do their best to protect him. But three months later, it would be hard to say.