Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

The next moment.

The gates of the Ghost Market silently vanished from sight, along with the frost that had coated the ground, as if they had never appeared in the first place.

"Strange, could it be that the way I flattered was wrong, otherwise why would the old master remain unmoved?"

The bronze beast-head did not notice the appearance and disappearance of the gates of the Bliss Ghost Market at all, only reflecting on itself in concern.

"It's so hard, why is it so difficult to earn a bit of reward money? Sigh, life is getting harder and harder, I have to perform to make a living."

It extended its long tongue and let it hang listlessly at the corner of its mouth, appearing completely disinterested in life.

At the same time.

In the room next door.

The door, at an unknown time, was pushed open slightly, revealing a small eye behind the crack.

The eye blinked ceaselessly, with a hint of curiosity and amazement in its gaze.

"Sss—, to enter the Bliss Ghost Market this early? The pass is so expensive, why didn't he save up some more Copper Coin before going in?"

Wang Zizai moved his head away from behind the crack in the door and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

He simply couldn't imagine, how could someone not treasure the Copper Coin of the Bliss Immortal City so much? It couldn't possibly just be blown in by the wind.

There was only one explanation— for that person, acquiring Copper Coin was not difficult.

And this would surely be based on formidable strength.

In other words, the chances are high that the person is a Feathering True Immortal, or even stronger!

All of these signs were confirming Wang Zizai's guess from the morning, further solidifying his thoughts.

However, one question remained lingering in his mind:

Just who is Qingyun? The River of Cosmos is not too big, nor too small, and by all logic, for a True Immortal of at least Feathering State, I should have some information about him.

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On the other side.

Inside the Bliss Ghost Market.

Zhang Jing walked slowly forward, curiously observing the surroundings.

Perhaps because he had arrived early, the Bliss Ghost Market was not as bustling and lively as he had imagined; the streets were empty and quiet, with only a few hurried figures in sight.

Every figure, including Zhang Jing, was dressed in black robes and black cloaks, their auras so well-concealed that one couldn't discern their identities, let alone their race.

After wandering around for half an hour.

In front of a nine-story, ancient-looking building.

"God Treasure Tower, could it be a place that sells innate divine objects?"

Zhang Jing's eyes lit up, and he immediately walked inside.

Behind the door, similar to the houses in the Immortal City, was the style of 'a mustard seed accommodating Mount Sumeru', the interior space extremely expansive.

Behind the counter facing the door.

Seeing someone entering, a very prosperous-looking man asked with a smile, "What would the guest like to buy? Here we have all kinds of innate divine objects, as well as rare and exotic treasures."

"I'll take a look first," Zhang Jing said in a warm voice.

"Take your time, Guest."

"Thank you."

Zhang Jing bowed slightly, his gaze unconsciously sweeping through the shop, and then his expression suddenly became shocked.

He stood frozen on the spot.

The reason was none other than the view before him being too extravagant.

Within sight.

No fewer than dozens of counters stood in orderly succession.

Each counter was like a small world, with innate divine objects inside piling up into small mountains, the brilliant radiance that bloomed out solidifying into thick clouds of precious light, dazzling and spectacular.

Good heavens, since when were innate divine objects measured in heaps?

Innate divine objects, even the most common low-grade innate divine objects, are the materials for refining top-grade immortal treasures and immortal pills, and for the cultivation of all sorts of Great Divine Powers, each one incredibly precious.

If someone had told Zhang Jing before that innate divine objects could be counted in heaps, he certainly would not have believed it.

But now, such a dreamlike scene was actually unfolding right before his eyes.

He walked over to one of the counters labeled 'Fire Attribute Divine Objects' in a daze.

[Low-grade innate divine object, Burnt Sun Scorched Heart Seed, ten Copper Coins]

[Low-grade innate divine object, Ziyin Glass Heart, ten Copper Coins]

[Low-grade innate divine object, Three Revolutions Scarlet Branch, ten Copper Coins]

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...

Zhang Jing looked at one counter after another.

Gold, wood, water, earth, karma, thunder, marsh, wind, time, space... one innate divine object after another, continually shaking his Mind.

Zhang Jing was startled to find that almost all attributes of innate divine objects could be found, the only difference being the quantity varied.

The most abundant were the Five Elements innate divine objects, with the quantities of other attribute divine objects relatively less.

But it was only relatively speaking!

Time passed without knowing how long.

Zhang Jing gradually returned to his senses.

He forcefully suppressed the surge of the urge to rob everything in his heart, walked quickly to the middle-aged man, and asked curiously:

"Shopkeeper, why do you only have low-grade innate divine objects here?"

Upon hearing this.

The middle-aged man laughed heartily, saying directly, "My lord, this is the Outer City Ghost Market, where we only sell low-grade innate divine objects. If you want to purchase higher-grade ones, you need to go to the Inner City Ghost Market."

The Inner City again? Zhang Jing was suddenly taken aback.

Based on what he had learned today, entering the Inner City required the status of an upper citizen, while he was currently just an ordinary immortal citizen.

"To advance to upper citizen status—I'll have to make a trip to the God-Demon Tower and Star-picking Tower, it seems," Zhang Jing mused to himself.

With a thought, he asked confirmatively, "Shopkeeper, may I ask if the Inner City Ghost Market has different attributes of high-grade innate divine objects for sale?"

"Naturally, we do."

"Thank you!"

After receiving a positive answer, Zhang Jing no longer lingered and turned to walk out.

A clear plan instantly formed in his mind:

First, he must fully refine the Virtual Concealment Immortal Garment, as this matter concerned his own safety and could not be neglected.

Then, he must upgrade his identity to an upper citizen as soon as possible to gain access to the Inner City. After that, the goal was to hunt fierce beasts with all his might to accumulate enough Copper Coin, hoping to gather as many high-grade innate divine objects necessary for the development of his Original Realm in one shot if possible!

If necessary, he could also refine the Five-Color Cloud Flag into a Postnatal Spiritual Treasure.

After all, sharpening the axe does not delay the work of chopping wood.

With that thought.

Zhang Jing's pace unconsciously quickened.

Ninety-nine years might seem long, but in truth, it passes in the blink of an eye, leaving no room for him to delay even for a moment.