229: Chapter 229 The Deal

"Yes, Old Ancestor." Ye Yisong replied, hurriedly putting the newly refined Medium Grade Golden Armor Talisman into his Storage Pouch and walking out of the cabin.

After a seven-day journey, the two of them hurried along and finally arrived at the most magnificent and spectacular giant city in Donghai Province—Kuaiji County, the place where all the essence of Donghai Province converged.

Although this was his second time coming to Kuaiji County, Ye Yisong was still shocked by the magnificent giant city before his eyes.

The walls, soaring into the clouds, cut off everything from the wilderness outside.

Any Martial Artist arriving at Kuaiji County would feel their own insignificance when viewing this giant city from the outside.

"Let's go. I'll accompany you to Yuelai Pavilion first to deliver the mission." Ancestor Ye Rongming grabbed Ye Yisong and headed towards the West City.

Ye Yisong did not expect that Ancestor Ye Rongming would personally accompany him to Yuelai Pavilion, and he couldn't help but feel anxious; he still had two hundred Tier 4 Talismans in his Storage Pouch that hadn't been dealt with.

"Old Ancestor, how dare I disturb you? I can go by myself." Ye Yisong rubbed his face, which was aching from the wind, and said.

"It's fine. This little bit of time won't delay my affairs." Ancestor Ye Rongming did not agree to Ye Yisong's request but instead continued to fly towards the West City with him.

"Sigh, it looks like I'll have to find time later to come out again." If Ancestor Ye Rongming found out about his one hundred percent Talisman Making success rate, Ye Yisong didn't know if he would ever be able to leave Luomu Mountain on his own again.

Coincidentally, the one who received the two of them was still that same Black-robed Deacon, Yuan Yao, from last time.

"Great Master Ye, I've finally been looking forward to your arrival. Please, come inside quickly." Seeing Ye Yisong, Deacon Yuan Yao immediately stepped forward to greet him warmly.

"And who is this Senior?"

"I forgot to introduce him to you, Brother Yuan. This is the Old Ancestor of my Family. He was worried about me traveling far alone, so he specially escorted me to Donghai Province," Ye Yisong introduced.

"I didn't know a Martial King powerhouse had arrived in person. This Junior has failed to host you properly. Please forgive me! Forgive me!" Deacon Yuan Yao hurriedly stood up, bowed to Ancestor Ye Rongming, and took the opportunity to have a maid bring up a cup of tea. It was none other than the Spirit Nourishing Tea that Ye Yisong had tasted at the Ouyang Family.

Yuelai Pavilion truly lived up to its reputation as the massive merchant dominating the entire Great Wei. They not only set up different floors for Martial Artists of various Ranks to trade, but even the standards for hosting guests differed; it was truly distinct and clearly stratified!

"Hahaha, Little Friend Ye, long time no see."

A hearty and imposing voice came from outside. Brother Shen Jun could be seen wearing a red robe, striding into the trading room with the gait of a dragon and a tiger.

"Elder Shen." Ye Yisong stood up and cupped his hands at Brother Shen Jun.

"Greetings, Senior." As soon as Brother Shen Jun stepped into the trading room, he immediately noticed the middle-aged man sitting beside Ye Yisong, especially the specially supplied cup of Spirit Nourishing Tea on the table, which particularly caught his eye.

"Hmm. You two just go ahead with your transaction; no need to mind this old man." Ancestor Ye Rongming nodded slightly and said indifferently.

"Elder Shen, this is the mission I was supposed to deliver over the past half year. Please take a count." Ye Yisong took the opportunity to divert their attention and placed three hundred Tier 4 Talismans on the trading table.

"Good, Little Brother Ye, wait a moment." Brother Shen Jun used his Divine Sense to quickly sweep over the Tier 4 Talismans on the table, a smile appearing on the corner of his mouth as the last trace of doubt in his heart dissipated.

He felt even more that his decision to recruit Ye Yisong as a Third-Class Guest Elder was absolutely correct.

Of the three hundred Talismans, the majority were Diamond Body Protection Talismans. These kinds of Tier 4 defensive Talismans made it worth the huge risk he had taken in paying Ye Yisong one year's worth of Talisman Making Materials in advance.

"Little Brother's Talisman Making skills are becoming increasingly refined; it truly makes this old man feel left in the dust." Brother Shen Jun said, not sparing any praise.

"Elder Shen is too kind. In front of you, how would I dare to be arrogant?" After Ye Yisong left Yuelai Pavilion last time, he had specifically inquired about Brother Shen Jun and discovered that Brother Shen Jun was not only a Martial Ancestor Peak powerhouse but also a Medium Grade Talisman Maker.

Even more remarkably, Brother Shen Jun's Mental Energy had already broken through to the Tier 5 realm, and the embryonic form of his Sword Domain had already condensed; he was only one step away from reaching the realm of Martial King.

Among the many Elders of Yuelai Pavilion in Donghai Province, he ranked thirty-fourth and was a truly powerful figure with real authority.

"Little Brother Ye's Talisman Making success rate has reached fifty percent, right?" Brother Shen Jun waved his sleeve, putting all the Talismans on the table into his Storage Pouch, and asked tentatively.

"Elder Shen truly has a Wisdom Eye; nothing escapes your gaze. Under the guidance of my uncle, I only just broke through recently." Ye Yisong did not deny it and admitted it generously.

"I wonder if the extra Talismans can be sold to Yuelai Pavilion?" Brother Shen Jun wanted to squeeze out all of Ye Yisong's value; he didn't intend to leave any behind.

In truth, the quality of the Talismans Ye Yisong refined was so good that it made Brother Shen Jun itch with desire.

"Please forgive me, Elder Shen. With the hundred-year Beast Tide descending, my Family also needs to reserve some high-grade Talismans to cope with the crisis, I'm afraid..." Ye Yisong politely refused. Only a fool would put all their eggs in one basket.

"That is understandable; it was this Elder brother who was reckless." Brother Shen Jun was not angry at Ye Yisong's refusal; instead, he raised his hand and apologized to Ye Yisong.

"Elder Shen, on this trip, I also want to purchase some Cultivation resources for my Family. I will have to trouble you." Ye Yisong took out the list he had prepared long ago from his robes and handed it to Brother Shen Jun.

"What kind of trouble is this? This is what I do. You pay money, I provide goods; it's nothing more than that." Brother Shen Jun glanced at the list indifferently, handed it to Deacon Yuan Yao, and instructed, "Tell the people in the treasury to be quick; don't delay Little Brother Ye's affairs."

"Brother Yuan, wait a moment." Before Deacon Yuan Yao could walk out of the trading room, Ye Yisong took out another list from his robes and handed it to him. "Please trouble yourself to help with the items on this list as well, and bring them over together."

"This is a small matter, Little Brother Ye, wait a moment." Deacon Yuan Yao didn't even look at the list; he took it directly and hurried towards the back.

When Ye Yisong turned his head back, he found Brother Shen Jun sitting in his seat, staring right at him, and he couldn't help but touch his nose in embarrassment.

"Hahaha."

"Elder Shen, I am impressed." Ye Yisong cupped his hands and bowed, his understanding of Yuelai Pavilion's strength becoming clearer in his heart.

At the same time, he gained a deeper understanding of his status as a Third-Class Guest Elder of Yuelai Pavilion.

The benefits within were far more than just the ten percent discount he had originally imagined!

Nineteen million in Cultivation resources could be delivered all at once; it completely overturned Ye Yisong's perception.

Just how strong was Yuelai Pavilion's strength!

No wonder the Elders in his Family, and even the Old Ancestor, were so surprised, joyful, and even a bit crazed when they found out he had become a Third-Class Guest Elder of Yuelai Pavilion!

Never mind Ye Yisong, even Ancestor Ye Rongming, who had been sitting silently beside Ye Yisong the whole time, was feeling turbulent waves in his heart at this moment.

Ancestor Ye Rongming had seen those two lists beforehand, and it was precisely because he had seen them that he felt it was unbelievable.

So, that rumor was true!

The level of importance he placed on Ye Yisong in his heart rose another level. This was the treasure of the entire Family, and absolutely nothing could go wrong.

"Elder Shen, I..." In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Deacon Yuan Yao returned, holding more than ten Storage Pouches in his hands. He looked at Brother Shen Jun with a troubled expression, as if something was stuck in his throat.