One month later.

Yellow Maple Forest, Murong Clan Territory.

Murong Jun, accompanied by two lovely concubines, gazed at Shen Xuan who arrived gracefully.

Forcing down his anger, he gestured for the concubines to leave.

"What brings Senior Shen here? Any instructions?"

Murong Jun stood up and greeted respectfully.

Nominally, Shen Xuan was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator from Cyan Cloud Sect.

Whereas he was merely a cultivator of a small cultivation family at the Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer.

Both by custom and etiquette, he had to show deference to Shen Xuan.

"Murong, may I have a word in private?"

"You wouldn't want your affairs to be known by the clan, would you?"

Murong Jun glared fiercely at Shen Xuan.

In the end, he led Shen Xuan to the peak of Yellow Maple Forest.

"Talisman Master Shen, speak directly!"

"If need be, Murong would forsake this identity, so be it!"

Murong Jun aimed to gain the upper hand, revealing Shen Xuan's vain attempt to threaten him.

Surveying the summit's surroundings, Shen Xuan formed a seal with his hand, adding a layer of spirit shield to block divine sense probing.

"It's good news!"

"I specifically sought out you, Murong, for a transaction."

Murong Jun's face turned ashen.

He did not believe there was any profitable deal with Shen Xuan.

Shen Xuan was in no rush to produce demon treasures and such.

Instead, he presented two premium poison talismans.

Murong Jun, with sharp insight, at once discerned the grade of these two talismans.

"Tier Two Premium Poison Talismans?"

Sensing the spiritual power fluctuations of these talismans in detail, Murong Jun's expression was complex.

He understood that Shen Xuan was showcasing strength.

The power of premium poison talismans was considerable.

If it were merely one or two, he wouldn't be concerned.

With increased numbers, however, he would find it difficult to withstand.

Even as the Saint Child of Blood Spirit Sect, Murong Jun preferred not to confront them head-on, opting instead to avoid their edge.

"What's the price?"

"Three hundred spirit stones per talisman."

"Alright!"

Murong Jun said no more, offering six hundred spirit stones.

"Senior Shen, you wouldn't come just for Murong to purchase these two talismans, would you?"

Murong Jun remarked lightly.

"I mentioned, I sought Murong for a transaction."

Shen Xuan smiled gently and flicked his sleeve.

The ground between them revealed a demon treasure.

"Corpse Refining Sect's Black Gourd?"

"Senior Shen might not know. The demon treasures refined by Demon Cultivators suit their own use. If the original owner falls, the treasure's power greatly diminishes, fetching a lower price."

"No rush, Murong, there's more."

A pair of Skeleton Demons, a Flying Zombie, and various demon stones, demon pills, talismans, and materials from three storage pouches appeared on the ground.

The most striking was the Butterfly Wing Poison Fan Shen Xuan presented last.

"Oh? The Butterfly Wing Poison Fan, how did Senior Shen come by it?"

Shen Xuan smiled silently.

Murong Jun's gaze flickered.

Looking over the array of demon objects, he sank into contemplation.

After a while, he raised his eyes towards Shen Xuan.

His gaze held a hint of caution.

"It seems Senior Shen came into a fortune!"

These items should belong to three Demon Cultivators.

Of them, the Butterfly Wing Poison Fan was the demon treasure of the Netherworld Butterfly Mother from White Bone Sect.

This person, in the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment, had formidable skills and was renowned in Liang Country Demon Sect.

Unexpectedly, she fell at Shen Xuan's hand.

This compelled Murong Jun to reassess Shen Xuan's abilities.

The Netherworld Butterfly Mother's strength was comparable to his own.

Shen Xuan's ability to kill the Netherworld Butterfly Mother suggested...

At this thought, Murong Jun inhaled sharply.

"What trade does Senior Shen propose?"

Murong Jun asked without betraying emotion.

Shen Xuan looked directly at him, smiling.

"I'm no Demon Cultivator; naturally, the trade involves spirit stones."

"Besides, I'd like a promise from Murong."

"What promise?"

Murong Jun's eyes fixed intensely on Shen Xuan.

Their gazes locked, like blades clashing.

Shen Xuan appeared composed, releasing divine sense rivaling the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment, engaging in a confrontation with Murong Jun.

Not merely a transaction for demon objects to exchange for spirit stones.

It served as a means to deter Murong Jun from acting rashly.

Shen Xuan still needed to stay at the Su Family in Cyan Yang Prefecture for twenty-five years.

He hoped to pass the time smoothly.

"I would like to hear more details."

Murong Jun slowly withdrew his Divine Sense and said coldly.

"I have to be stationed at the Su Family for twenty-five years."

"I hope that during these twenty-five years, Young Master Murong will conduct himself well and not trouble me."

Murong Jun seemed to be contemplating: "Twenty-five years?"

A long pause.

Murong Jun seemed to come to a decision.

"Rest assured, Senior Shen. I understand your intentions."

"Both of us belong to the Sect. As long as it's not necessary, I also hope everyone can remain at peace."

Shen Xuan discerned Murong Jun's excuses.

However, he didn't mind.

Being sect members, many things are beyond one's control.

If a conflict really arises, without certainty in handling the aftermath, Shen Xuan would also find an excuse to back off.

He wasn't bound to the Su Family at Cyan Yang Prefecture.

"Convert it into Spirit Stones then."

After all, they are Demon Sect items.

He, as a member of the Daoist Sect, killing Demon Cultivators and seizing spoils, doesn't count as stolen goods, so there's no concern.

On the surface, the Daoist and Demon Sects are adversaries, irreconcilable.

Murong Jun looked at the demon items on the ground, and pondered.

Eventually, he sighed and shook his head: "Murong wants another item from Senior Shen."

"Oh? What does Young Master Murong wish for?"

Shen Xuan had a vague guess in his heart.

"The Red Flame Flood Dragon Serpent Demon Core."

Murong Jun said slowly.

This time, it was Shen Xuan's turn to ponder.

The Red Flame Flood Dragon Serpent is a Tier Two Middle Grade Water Attribute Demon Beast.

Moreover, it possesses a faint Divine Dragon Bloodline.

Shen Xuan had never sold it because he intended to find a High Tier Alchemist to see if it could be refined into an exceptional Spirit Pill.

However, Shen Xuan wasn't obsessed with Spirit Pills.

Of course, having them is better, but it's also fine without.

He still believes in hard work under the Heavenly Dao, minimizing Spirit Pill consumption to preserve potential.

"I am willing to offer thirty thousand Spirit Stones!"

Murong Jun set the price.

"The Red Flame Flood Dragon Serpent Demon Core is so precious! Murong Jun, the price is too low, raise it!"

Shen Xuan spoke assertively.

A Foundation Establishment Pill is worth thirty thousand Spirit Stones.

Using the Red Flame Flood Dragon Serpent Demon Core as the main material is enough to refine a superior Foundation Establishment Pill.

"Alright, fifty thousand Spirit Stones, no more than that."

Murong Jun seemed to lack confidence, negotiating: "If Senior Shen wishes to exchange the Red Flame Flood Dragon Serpent Demon Core, those demon treasures and items, Murong Jun will purchase them at fair price, not taking advantage of Senior Shen!"

Shen Xuan was intrigued.

Demon treasures and items are not priced well in the Daoist Sect.

Only the Demon Sect can utilize them.

Murong Jun's willingness to purchase at a fair price showed sincerity.

"How much are these demon items worth in Spirit Stones?"

"Let me calculate!"

Murong Jun assessed each item.

"If these demon items were brand new, they would be worth ninety thousand Spirit Stones. I'll offer Senior Shen a sixty percent discount, that's fifty-four thousand Spirit Stones."

Shen Xuan was slightly disappointed: "Only worth that much?"

This involved the wealth of three Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivators.

Among them, one was at the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment!

"At this price, I have no profit, I'm doing a favor helping Senior Shen dispose of them."

Murong Jun spoke candidly.

Shen Xuan pondered for a while.

"Alright."

He no longer pressured Murong Jun.

After all, he is the Saint Child of the Blood Spirit Sect.

His prowess should exceed that of the Netherworld Butterfly Mother.

Unknown tactics might lurk in private.

Without assurance of a fatal strike, it's best not to engage.

Murong Jun took out Spirit Stones, counted out one hundred thousand and four thousand, placed them in a Spirit Stone Bag, and handed it to Shen Xuan.

Shen Xuan wasn't shy and verified them in person.

In reality, he used the [Insight Technique] to inspect if any markings were placed on the Spirit Stones inside.

With a Demon Sect Saint Child like Murong Jun, one cannot be too cautious.

Murong Jun similarly understood.

After verifying the Spirit Stones, Shen Xuan nodded slightly.

"The count is correct."

He took out the Jade Box containing the Red Flame Flood Dragon Serpent Demon Core.

"Young Master Murong, take care. When we meet again, let's hope we are not enemies."

"Otherwise, don't blame me, Shen, for being ruthless!"

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