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"If I'm not mistaken, that's a Fourth-Rank Monster's Demon Core, right?"
"That's right, it's a Fourth-Rank Monster. That aura can only be possessed by a late-stage Fourth-Rank beast."
"A precious Snake Attribute Demon Core! With good materials, you can refine quite a few high-grade pills!"
Most of those who could board the Warship were well-informed individuals. As soon as they saw what Wei Chen held in his hand, they erupted in astonishment.
"An ordinary Fourth-Rank Demon Core is worth fifty thousand taels of silver. If it's from the late stage, a hundred thousand taels is considered low. And with the rare Snake Attribute, heh, that boy's Demon Cores are probably worth around one hundred fifty thousand taels each."
An elder stroked his beard in admiration, and immediately a group of people wanted to buy Wei Chen's Demon Core.
Hearing these words, Wu Yi's face turned pale and then flushed with anger, his greasy face showing clear embarrassment.
Soon, that embarrassment transformed into a venomous glare as he fixed his eyes on Wei Chen and said fiercely, "Kid, you’re quite something. Once we reach Eryuan City, I’ll make sure you know who you can’t afford to mess with."
Wei Chen smiled and nodded, saying, "I’m looking forward to it." He thought to himself that he had guessed wrong; this wasn't the Young Master from Jinling City but rather a second-generation heir from Eryuan City. From the looks of it, he seemed to frequently travel between Jinling City and Eryuan City. His reputation was such that no one dared to mock him when they spoke.
However, the more this was the case, in the heart of the scoundrel second-generation heir Wu Yi, the praise from those people regarding Wei Chen's Demon Core felt like an insult—a blatant slap in the face!
"The elder just now mentioned that my Demon Core is quite valuable. How about I give you one in exchange for a private room?" Wei Chen put away the Demon Cores and kept only one in hand.
The attendants on the Warship were more than happy to agree. They smiled as they took the Demon Core with care and tucked it away safely before leading Wei Chen and Ni Junlin onto the Warship.
With Ni Junlin absent, Wu Yi no longer tried to save face; he requested a private room for himself while his four bodyguards took First-Class Seats...
This Fellow doesn't seem to be very wealthy after all!
After this farce, the time was almost up. The people inside the Warship added Soul Stones to the flying formation, and multiple formations began to operate together. The Warship slowly lifted off, ascending into the sky and gradually moving forward.
Wei Chen and Ni Junlin sat in a luxurious private cabin, experiencing what it meant to get what you pay for. Outside, the First-Class Seats were packed with people, a sea of heads as far as the eye could see. In contrast, the Sixth-Class Cabin featured a large bed spacious enough for two to lie down, and even had a large wooden tub at the head of the bed. For an extra fee, one could have water added for a bath…
In two words: extravagant!
“Why did you throw that flirtatious glance at that idiot just now?” Wei Chen suddenly opened his eyes and asked while they were quietly cultivating on either side of the large bed.
“I wanted to flirt, so I did. What’s wrong? Are you jealous?” Ni Junlin replied with a sly smile.
Wei Chen shrugged and shook his head. “You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you? You think I’m bored and want to stir up some trouble for me?”
“You guessed it; that’s exactly what I meant. Once we reach Eryuan City, we’ll split up. I’ll find a place to rest, and you can do whatever you want. If someone gives you trouble, you’ll have to handle it yourself; I won’t help you anymore,” Ni Junlin said with an even broader smile.
Wei Chen felt overwhelmed, unsure whether this woman was being kind or malicious!
“Eryuan City is already a second-tier city in the Ling Sheng Dynasty; there will definitely be many strong individuals there. If you leave me behind, won’t that mean I’m doomed?” Wei Chen thought he might as well be contemplating suicide.
“If you really get killed, I’ll slaughter the city to accompany you in death. But until then, I won’t lift a finger to help you,” Ni Junlin said seriously, her expression grave as if she were not joking at all.
Wei Chen was taken aback, realizing that being protected by women all the time wasn't exactly ideal; he could only nod in agreement.
Knock, knock, knock!
The sound of knocking echoed through the air.
When the door opened, a beautiful maid stood at the entrance, bringing news to Wei Chen. The elder who had helped him appraise the Demon Cores wanted to see him.
Wei Chen followed the maid to the deck of the Warship. The weather was fine, and there were quite a few people on the deck. Upon seeing Wei Chen arrive, everyone cast curious glances in his direction.
It was not unusual for someone to take out one or two Fourth-Rank Demon Cores; with a bit of luck, one could manage that. However, when Wei Chen pulled out a handful, it raised eyebrows and warranted deeper consideration.
Neither Jinling City nor Eryuan City could be considered the true heart of the Ling Sheng Dynasty; they were not particularly prosperous, and the number of strong individuals here was limited. In Jinling City, a Sixth Rank Spirit Wisdom Realm expert was basically the highest level one could find.
It was rare to encounter even a Fifth-Grade Spirit Realm Expert casually walking around.
Thus, Wei Chen's collection of Fourth-Rank Demon Cores genuinely shocked many. Given his age, it was impossible for him to have slain that many Fourth-Rank Monsters.
Curious, scrutinizing, and envious gazes fell upon Wei Chen, but he chose to ignore them.
"Friend, I am Zhu, the Shopkeeper from Fuyuan Trading Company. May I ask if you are willing to sell your Demon Cores?" The elder approached Wei Chen directly and inquired without hesitation.
Wei Chen thought to himself that business was coming his way; being out in the world without money was not feasible. Selling some wouldn’t hurt, right?
"To be honest, I am in need of money right now, so I can sell you some," Wei Chen said as he took out the Demon Cores, their glossy black surfaces gleaming enticingly. "How many do you want? I can sell you all of them."
Zhu, the Shopkeeper, awkwardly smiled and said, "I don't have that much silver on me right now. The Demon Core here is worth over four million taels. If you trust me, I can give you two million taels first, and the rest can be paid when we reach Eryuan City."
Wei Chen hesitated for a moment but agreed to the deal.
Back in the private room, Ni Junlin asked, "Did you sell all those Fourth-Rank Demon Cores?"
"Yeah, I need the money," Wei Chen replied as he leaned against the headboard, gazing out at the blue and white clouds. He thought to himself, "My absorption rate of Soul Power is quite fast now. I can cultivate quickly without those Demon Cores. Besides, the Soul Power within the Demon Cores has a strong elemental aura; absorbing too much Snake Attribute Soul Power would be detrimental to my cultivation. It’s better to sell them for cash and exchange it for pure Soul Power Pills or Soul Stones. Those are far better than directly absorbing Demon Core Soul Power."
Sighing, Wei Chen mused, "If only those Fifth-Rank Tricolor Serpents were real. How much could all those Fifth-Grade Demon Cores sell for?" With that thought, he couldn't help but glance at Ni Junlin, his eyes filled with a woman's resentful emotions.
"Don't look at me; I don't have any money either. Why not sell the Soul Jade left behind by those two Soul Realm Experts? I guarantee you could sell any one of them for a high price of a million gold," Ni Junlin joked with Wei Chen.
Wei Chen was taken aback; this was actually a good idea!
"Anyway, I remember what’s in those Soul Jades. If I find some Fifth-Rank ones to sell, the price should be decent. Once we reach Eryuan City, I'll look for a larger trading center to get a good price and exchange for more Soul Power Pills. Those are what I really need," Wei Chen decided firmly, unable to suppress his smile.
Ni Junlin felt speechless; did he really intend to sell the Soul Jade to others?
In the deep of night, under the bright moon and twinkling stars, the Warship flew steadily above the clouds. Inside the Warship, most passengers were in a deep sleep while a few were diligently cultivating. Those with great strength were respected wherever they went; there were many hardworking individuals.
However, those who were cultivating found it difficult to enter their state; it seemed that the Soul Power was extremely thin!
Only a very few powerful individuals vaguely sensed that it wasn't the lack of Soul Power, but rather that the vast majority of it had been absorbed by someone on the Warship!
"Who exactly is capable of sucking all the Soul Power from the surrounding space clean?"
"Perhaps it's at least a master in the late stages of the Spirit Wisdom Realm who possesses such ability?"
"This is terrifying. I wonder when I will be able to step into the Spirit Wisdom Realm?"
Many thoughts swirled in the minds of some experts. Unable to absorb any Soul Power, they were filled with resentment but found no one to vent it on. They could only take out Soul Power Pills to cultivate, feeling utterly frustrated.
The true instigator this time was not Wei Chen, but Ni Junlin, who sat cross-legged opposite him, revealing her delicate feet.
With her eyes slightly closed, Ni Junlin took a simple breath, and the surrounding Soul Power surged toward her like moths to a flame. Before it could even gather around her, she inhaled it all.
"With this woman around, I can hardly cultivate," Wei Chen cursed inwardly. He desperately tried to absorb Soul Power but could only snatch a tiny bit from Ni Junlin, making it extremely difficult.
Wei Chen glared at Ni Junlin with wide eyes, swearing that this woman was definitely doing it on purpose!
Ni Junlin didn't even notice Wei Chen's expression; even if she did, she likely wouldn't care. Every night she focused on her cultivation as a form of relaxation—a habit she had maintained for many years, no matter where she was.
Frustrated, Wei Chen left the private room, and immediately a beautiful maid approached him and asked, "Young Master, is there anything I can assist you with?"
"Nothing much. I just want to go outside for some fresh air; it's too stuffy inside," Wei Chen replied.
"No, young master, it's late at night, and the Warship is closed. You can't go out," the maid hurriedly explained.
Wei Chen was utterly speechless this time. Just as he was pondering what to do, a thunderous shout exploded in his mind: "Warship of Jinling City, stop! Otherwise, there will be no mercy!"
This shout instantly awakened everyone inside the Warship!
Immediately after, a tremendous noise echoed from the deck as the speaker jumped onto it, wielding a massive iron hammer and smashing it down hard.
The entire Warship seemed to tremble slightly; the force of that blow was not just from brute strength but also wrapped in powerful Soul Power, amplifying its impact several times over.
Panic erupted within the Warship. Wei Chen saw several experts suddenly emerge from nowhere, darting past him and leaping onto the deck in an instant.
Following them, Wei Chen's mind froze at the sight before him!
What on earth were these people? There was a Red-Clad Scarred Brute wielding a huge hammer, a Red-Clad Elder who was short yet round like a ball, a Horse-Faced Man whose body was thin and lanky like a bamboo pole, and a Bald Woman clutching a rag doll!
Wei Chen's hair stood on end as chills ran down his spine. Even if he encountered robbers, he hoped they wouldn't look so terrible. The gathering of these individuals could easily be called the "Disgusting Quartet."
Especially that Bald Woman; Wei Chen was horrified to see her lift her shirt to reveal a drooping mass and bring that rag doll close to it!
"That's just disgusting!"
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