39: Chapter 0039 Heavenly Demon Refining God Technique

Yun Zheng felt strange.

If Gu Huan wasn't a Disciple of Jile Peak, then what kind of Disciple could he be?

At this moment, her curiosity outweighed her sleepiness. Her eyes, bright as stars, shone brilliantly in the night.

"It has nothing to do with you."

"You're unwilling to say?"

Yun Zheng looked disappointed and finally walked away dejectedly.

Returning to her corner, she wrapped herself tightly in her quilt and fell asleep peacefully.

The third night.

Yun Zheng hesitated for a moment before finally gathering the courage to speak her thoughts.

"Since you're not a Disciple of Jile Peak, you must be a Cauldron for a Senior Sister from Hehuan Peak, right?"

In the Hehuan Sect,

a man's identity was usually one of two things.

One was a proper Sect Disciple, and the other was an improper Cauldron.

Since Gu Huan had personally admitted he didn't belong to the first category, it could only be the second case.

Gu Huan remained silent.

Yun Zheng tactfully stopped asking, hugged her quilt, and walked away.

The fourth night.

Yun Zheng came again and got straight to the point.

"Have you ever been plucked by a Senior Sister?"

Gu Huan looked at her helplessly, nodded, and asked back, "Do you want to pluck me too?"

As soon as he spoke, Yun Zheng's Face instantly turned bright red, and she shook her head like a rattle.

"No! No!"

"I haven't officially started to Cultivate the Hehuan Plucking Technique yet, so I won't pluck you. Don't be afraid!"

Yun Zheng explained.

She mistakenly thought she had frightened Gu Huan.

"Is that all? If there's nothing else, go to sleep."

"Wait, I have one more question. Is being a Cauldron very pitiful?"

Gu Huan froze.

How should he answer this question?

To him, being a Cauldron was much better than cultivating in a Righteous Path Sect; it wasn't pitiful at all.

Of course, this was under the premise of having the Awakening System. Without the reversal system, his end would have been destined to be miserable.

"It's alright!"

"My master treats me quite well."

After thinking it over, that was the only way he could answer.

After all, Yun Zheng wasn't the only one on the flying ship. There was also Qian Siyue, a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, who might be eavesdropping from the attic.

Yun Zheng seemed to understand partially.

Blushing, she ran away.

The fifth day.

Qian Siyue finally stepped out of the attic and onto the deck. Yun Zheng, no longer needing to draw talismans, looked radiant as she followed respectfully behind her.

"Good morning, Junior Martial Uncle!"

Gu Huan stood up to greet her, his eyes flickering.

"Although Senior Sister Su instructed me to protect you as much as possible, let me be blunt. This is not the Hehuan Sect. Behind the Ghost Mist Market is the Yin Hall, and behind the Yin Hall is the Nether Ghost Sect, one of the three supreme Sects of the Demonic Path."

"If you provoke enemies here, remember to clean up after yourself. If you can't handle it, run for your life on your own. Don't come bringing trouble to me."

Qian Siyue said bluntly.

She didn't know Gu Huan at all, and there was no reason for her to risk her life for him.

"I will certainly keep your advice in mind, Junior Martial Uncle," Gu Huan replied, neither humble nor arrogant.

Qian Siyue nodded with satisfaction and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you're here for the foundation establishment pill at the auction?"

Gu Huan remained silent.

Yun Zheng was shocked, looking at him with a Face full of disbelief.

What was going on? Didn't he only have a level six Qi Refining cultivation, the same as her?

"Don't worry. For Senior Sister Su's sake, while I don't dare guarantee I'll save you, I definitely won't harm you. If you successfully bid for the foundation establishment pill, you can exit through the teleportation array in the market and meet here as soon as possible."

"After the auction ends, I will only give you half an hour. I won't wait past that."

Qian Siyue also had her concerns.

Every time an auction ended, a fierce battle was bound to follow. The longer they stayed here, the easier it would be to get caught in the crossfire.

"I will remember. Thank you, Junior Martial Uncle."

"You have a good mindset. It's a pity you're a Cauldron," Qian Siyue thought with regret. Seeing Gu Huan so calm and composed, her eyes couldn't help but brighten.

Shortly after,

Gu Huan temporarily parted ways with the two, using the Mountain God Temple as a landmark.

Once the auction ended, he had to reach this spot immediately; he only had half an hour.

...

Some time later.

Gu Huan found a guide, paid him one Spirit Stone, passed through the mist formation, and successfully entered the Ghost Mist Market hidden among the mountains.

There was no sunlight inside.

Only gloom and darkness.

Torches and fluorescent stones revealed the true Face of the Ghost Mist Market: a desolate town.

At the same time,

others were entering the market from the outside one after another, including Qian Siyue and Yun Zheng.

When the three met, Qian Siyue looked past him. Yun Zheng gave Gu Huan a slight smile and followed closely behind her master through the market gates. He intentionally lagged a few steps behind.

There was no shortage of vendors along the sides of the road,

selling all sorts of novel and strange gadgets.

Gu Huan walked and stopped, only interested in Cultivation Techniques. Whenever someone displayed one, he would surely go forward to pick it up and observe, checking the analysis of the reversal system.

If he could find a supreme Demonic Technique,

the trip would not be in vain.

"Fellow Daoist, may I take a look?"

Gu Huan stopped and cupped his hands. Opposite him was a middle-aged man with dark skin and a thin build, whose cultivation was at the twelfth level of Qi Refining.

"Help yourself, Fellow Daoist." The middle-aged man gave him a wary look but said nothing more.

Gu Huan gave a polite, fake smile.

He casually picked up the first volume of a technique.

[Analyzing...]

[Heart Calming Formula: Heavenly Demon Soul Refining Art, Incomplete Manual. Primarily Cultivates Divine Sense. By infinitely tempering it with Yao Beast spirits, one can obtain an ancient Heavenly Demon-level Divine Sense. Side effect one: During tempering, the Divine Soul feels like it is tearing apart, causing agonizing pain. Side effect two: A Divine Sense Spirit is born within the Sea of Consciousness, with a chance of Possession of the host body.]

[Reversal: Positive effect one: Ignore the pain of tempering with Yao Beast spirits during cultivation. Positive effect two: The host's Divine Sense will reigns supreme over the Divine Sense Spirit. With a single thought, thunderous wrath descends.]

[Analysis complete. Host may Cultivate with peace of mind.]

Wait!

Heavenly Demon Soul Refining Art?

Why wasn't it the Heart Calming Formula?

Could there be a hidden secret within this?

Gu Huan thought for a moment, then looked up and asked, "Fellow Daoist, what is the origin of this technique manual?"

"This is the Righteous Path's 'Heart Calming Formula.' It focuses on calming the mind and spirit so one isn't easily charmed by Demonic Techniques. For a Demonic Path Cultivator, it's an excellent technique that can also effectively prevent Qi Deviation."

Seeing that Gu Huan was interested, the middle-aged man talked eloquently, his eyes sparkling with shrewdness.

"What is the price?"

"This old Wang can see that you're someone who knows his stuff, so I won't swindle you. Take it for a thousand Spirit Stones."

Gu Huan smiled slightly.

A thousand Spirit Stones was within an acceptable range, after all, what he was buying was the Yao Race technique 'Heavenly Demon Soul Refining Art.'

But putting it another way,

he was currently buying the 'Heart Calming Formula,' and a thousand Spirit Stones was expensive for that.

"Fellow Daoist Wang is being dishonest. Although this manual can calm the mind and protect against charms, it's ultimately just a Qi Refining technique. Selling it for a thousand Spirit Stones... I think I'll look elsewhere!"

He put down the manual.

He turned to leave immediately.

Wang Sanshun grew anxious on the spot and called out to Gu Huan with a chuckle.

"Don't be in such a hurry, Fellow Daoist! If the price is high, we can negotiate. Come back, come back!"

"I can offer three hundred Spirit Stones at most. No more than that."

"Isn't three hundred a bit low? It wasn't easy to get this manual; I nearly lost my life. How about you raise it a bit more, Fellow Daoist?"

Killing people and stealing their goods.

It was simply pure profit.

Gu Huan feigned hesitation and gave a long sigh.

"Four hundred."

"Deal, deal! Wait a moment, Fellow Daoist, let me pack it up for you."

Wang Sanshun beamed with joy as he took out a wooden box to store the Heart Calming Formula. They exchanged the money for the goods.

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