Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

After a dizzying whirl, Zhao Sheng opened his eyes to see a broken and old street, only about three hundred zhang long, looking very familiar.

It was exactly the place he had entered last time.

Looking around, he saw a gray mountain hundreds of miles away piercing the clouds, its summit perpetually shrouded in fog,

ruins stretching on for hundreds of miles, with three white ruined palaces standing among them. But most unforgettable was the colossal skeleton of a giant beast lying in the ruins.

Zhao Sheng retracted his gaze, scanning his surroundings.

At the moment, there were less than twenty people on the street, with only seven or eight stalls selling treasures scattered along both sides of the avenue, appearing very sparse and lifeless.

However, one stall was an exception, almost everyone passed by it intentionally or unintentionally, unwilling to leave. This directly left the other stalls without business.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng was curious and walked over.

As he approached, merely glancing at the treasures on the stall, his eyelids twitched continuously, his eyes filled with shock.

The stall owner sat cross-legged, eyes closed, meditating. This person had an ancient appearance, an air of immortal grace, and a detached and transcendent demeanor, as if he were a sage who had attained enlightenment and immortality.

In front of him, the ground was covered with a strange beast skin over a zhang long and about six feet wide, piled high with items.

On the left side of the beast skin, the items were haphazardly piled, including small knives and swords over an inch long, palm-sized stone seals, foot-high small towers, and three-inch-thick Spiritual Text Steles.

Although these items looked like toys, each was exquisitely flawless, their treasure light hidden, undoubtedly belonging to the top tier of Magical Treasures.

In the middle of the beast skin, there was a pile of bottles and jars. Through their crystalline walls, one could see brilliant and colorful flames, water, soil, sand, stones, electric light, wood seeds... all kinds of extraordinary Heaven and Earth Spiritual Objects.

"Golden Crow True Fire, Heavenly True Water, Wind Soil, Yang Yuan Divine Thunder..." Zhao Sheng silently counted, astonished to no end.

Good gracious!

A rough count revealed nearly thirty types of Heaven and Earth Strange Objects at the level of True Fire and True Water, yet no spirit flame level strange items were present.

In fact, half of the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Objects were unfamiliar to him, while a few seemed to match records in ancient books, likely belonging to legendary exists like Immortal Flame Divine Water.

When his gaze shifted to the right of the stall, the items became even more diverse, including Jade Scroll books, scrolls, broken gun heads, strange fossils, bones, withered vines, and other miscellaneous oddities.

Zhao Sheng's heart skipped a beat, his eyes instantly stopping on a fruit.

The fruit was crystal red throughout, as large as a head, with a faint flow of the Essence of the Tao. But upon closer inspection, the essence vanished, as if it were an ordinary fruit.

Primordial Spirit Fruit!

Zhao Sheng was sure he wasn't mistaken, the crystalline red fruit before him was a super-large Primordial Spirit Fruit.

And judging from its size, the unfortunate person who left it behind must have had cultivation far beyond the Divinity Transformation Realm; at least a Half-Immortal of the Void, possibly even a Unification Realm Expert.

The appearance of the Primordial Spirit Fruit made Zhao Sheng unable to hold back, he quickly pointed to the fruit and asked, "Senior, may I ask, how is this fruit traded?"

"Ten Pocket World Jade, or space-time treasures of equivalent value," the stall owner said flatly.

Zhao Sheng was puzzled and couldn't help but ask, "Dare I ask, Senior, what is this Pocket World Jade?"

"You don't even know Pocket World Jade! Little baby, it seems you and I have no fate. After all, you can't afford a single treasure here."

Just as Zhao Sheng was about to ask more, someone squeezed in beside him.

With a surge of overwhelming force, Zhao Sheng staggered slightly, almost being pushed over.

At the same time, a coarse and boorish voice entered his ears, "Move aside! If you're not buying, don't block my way!"

Zhao Sheng steadied himself, turned his head to look at the newcomer, and was momentarily stunned.

This person's features were rough, his face full of a large beard, and his body was muscular with veins bulging as if containing boundless strength.

The only flaw was... his height was less than five feet!

Yes, the tallest point on this person barely reached the waist of an average person.

The dwarf strongman easily squeezed past Zhao Sheng, bowed to the stall owner, and respectfully said, "Daoist Fengfengzi, I'm here again."

"Oh, it's you! Did you gather twelve pieces of Pocket World Jade?"

"Got them, got them! Trouble Daoist to have a look!" Deng Ai sheepishly rubbed his hands, then carefully pulled out a black cloth bag from his bosom. Opening the bag mouth, he poured its contents onto the beast skin.

Zhao Sheng's gaze flickered, seeing eleven strange crystals as long as fingers, three varying in size pieces of semi-transparent Crystal Stone, and a small pile of Space-Time Sand.

The total volume of Space-Time Sand was about a handful, numbering around five hundred grains.

"So this is what Pocket World Jade looks like," Zhao Sheng thought, his gaze lingering on the strange crystals.

Stall owner Fengfengzi scanned quickly, nodded contentedly, and with a wave of his sleeve, the Pocket World Jade and the pile of space-time treasures soared into the air and vanished into the large sleeve.

"Now... the Yang Yuan Divine Thunder is yours!"

As soon as the words fell, Fengfengzi flicked a strand of Gang Wind, and a Jade Bottle containing dark yellow thunder shot out from the stall, landing in the dwarf strongman's embrace.

Deng Ai quickly put away the Jade Bottle, bowed deeply toward Fengfengzi again, and then his body instantly blurred and vanished.

After obtaining the treasure, he dared not stay a moment longer, returning immediately to his own world.