Chapter 1811: Chapter 1811: It’s Time for Us to Make a Move Too

According to Wen Gaoren, these relic soul beads are not easy to come by, and it’s fine to make excuses like Sikong Qinglan when dealing with others, but selling them in large quantities would be rather inappropriate. These relic soul beads are linked to the temple’s secrets, and she doesn’t want to attract others’ attention.

She was thinking of selling some relic soul beads to exchange for other cultivation resources or meteorite gold medicine grass, but now it’s become a bit tricky.

"It’s indeed not very convenient, but if you want to sell them, you don’t have to go to the auction house. You can find different chambers of commerce to sell them separately, of course at a lower price, or you can go to the black market where the price is even lower." Wen Gaoren knew what Mu Hanyan was thinking, considered for a moment, and continued.

It’s essential to know that the cultivation path has myriad directions, each requiring different resources. It’s not always the case that the higher the grade of cultivation resources, the better. Choosing the right resources at the right time might yield twice the result with half the effort. Additionally, forging longswords, cultivating arrays, and refining magical artifacts and elixirs also require various resources. Huayu Temple lacks everything now; nearly ten thousand relic soul beads certainly cannot be used up in a short time, so it’s more appropriate to exchange for other cultivation resources.

"Black market?" Mu Hanyan’s eyes lit up.

The Divine Continent isn’t as peaceful as it appears. Besides bandits, conflicts exist between priests or priest families, and due to its vast area being hard to manage, many priests die in accidents annually. The possessions left behind certainly won’t go to waste; when it’s time to act, one must act.

But after all, they are dirty goods, and no one dares to trade openly, hence the existence of the black market. Being dirty goods, the price naturally can’t compare with official chambers of commerce or auction houses.

If it’s just dozens or hundreds of relic soul beads, it’s fine, but if the quantity is large, you can only sell them on the black market. Mu Hanyan quickly made a decision, though even if it’s unexpected windfall, she felt somewhat unwilling about losing a large amount to unscrupulous black merchants.

Returning once again to the transmission point near Guning Village, she coincidentally encountered the Gu Family moving and engaged in some inevitable pleasantries, letting Sikong Qinglan perform a grand blessing for them, wishing them a safe journey. Afterward, Mu Hanyan’s group continued toward Tianyang City.

Although there is a transmission point, due to the deviation of the one-way transmission array, much of the journey still required traveling by carriage, resulting in considerable time delay. Mu Hanyan didn’t idle; she immediately took out a relic soul bead and began cultivation in the carriage.

By condensing divine sense and operating the priest heart method, the power of laws surged through the pores into the meridians at several dozen times the usual speed, while the power of laws contained within the relic soul bead absorbed swiftly into the Heart Meridian.

In less than a day, the relic soul bead turned to ashes in Mu Hanyan’s hand, and this day’s cultivation surely equaled half a year’s worth, possibly even more.

"Good stuff!" Mu Hanyan praised silently in her heart.

Treasures capable of greatly enhancing cultivation, even directly boosting cultivation, are hard to find on the Holy Court Continent.

She carefully counted the relic soul beads in the Star Disk Space, totaling nine thousand one hundred and twenty-seven beads. Even after selling some, giving some to others, and keeping some in the temple, there were still enough for her cultivation.

Mu Hanyan also knew that as her cultivation continued to advance, the spiritual power needed for promotion would increase significantly. Later on, refining relic soul beads wouldn’t yield the same effect. Nevertheless, she was one step closer to her goal of restoring strength, which was always worth celebrating.

However, when checking her cultivation, Mu Hanyan couldn’t quite feel joyful. Despite half a year’s worth of cultivation, her strength didn’t seem to have changed. It appeared she was stuck at a bottleneck, and the worst part was she still didn’t know exactly what realm she was in.

Further cultivation would simply waste time and relic soul beads, so Mu Hanyan promptly stopped and began researching the Divine Continent’s alchemy technique, sword casting technique, and various strange and mysterious arts. There was too much she needed to learn.

Mu Hanyan didn’t know that, at this time, deep in the distant wilderness, a man was gazing intently at their direction, his deep and cold gaze seemingly able to penetrate the vast plains, even the ends of the sky.

At his feet, a man knelt quietly, as if he were a statue.

"Shiqi is dead." After a long time, the man spoke.

"What, who could kill him?" The kneeling man raised his head in surprise.

He understood Shiqi’s strength; though he couldn’t easily reveal his skills, it wasn’t easy to kill him. If he wanted to escape, even the main priests of the Twelve Divine Temples under the Five Great Divine Temples couldn’t kill him. If he could reveal his true strength, he could easily kill those main priests.

"Should I go check?" The kneeling man asked.

"No need. Shiqi has already found the whereabouts of the Dragon Clan Blood Essence. Go retrieve it yourself; if there’s any obstruction, kill without mercy!" The man ordered expressionlessly.

The kneeling man immediately raised his head, looking at him in astonishment.

For so many years, they’ve always concealed their identities and hidden their strength, maneuvering among bandits without taking any action lightly. This was the first time he received an order to act.

"Go, it’s time. We’re ready to act now." The man spoke in a low voice. A Heavenly Guiding Compass flew from his hand with celestial lights, the brightest pointing directly to Huayu Temple’s location.

The kneeling man understood his intent, stood up abruptly, and let out a long howl that startled the heavens before flying swiftly toward Huayu City.

Watching him leave, the man continued walking forward, heading in the direction where Mu Hanyan’s group was going.

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Half a month later, a majestic city appeared in Mu Hanyan and her group’s line of sight.

Only then did Mu Hanyan realize the immense disparity among the twelve main cities.

Tianyang City spans a thousand hectares, and it’s already impressive from afar, but upon closer inspection, it’s nearly impossible to see the city walls’ edges. Forget Huayu City, which is only slightly larger than a few villages; even Tianfeng City, which she has seen, is only a tenth the size of Tianyang City, or even less.

Originally, Mu Hanyan was wondering how all the temples in the Divine Continent combined, totaling fewer than a hundred, could have held against the Holy Court Continent for a million years.

Upon reaching Tianyang City, she finally understood. Though the temples govern fewer cities, each city equates to ten, even a hundred, of those in the Holy Court.

Priests and guards conducted checks at the city gate, but Sikong Qinglan casually showed his priest token to prove his identity, granting them easy passage.

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