Gateway of Immortality-Chapter 331: The Nether Cloud

His revelation about the artifact’s origins caused a flash of realization in the eyes of several cultivators present, indicating they had heard of Qingyi before.

Qin Sang, however, was unfamiliar with him.

Listening to the surrounding discussions, he learned that Qingyi was a notorious demonic cultivator active between Tianyou Stronghold and Yinshan Stronghold. It was said he was a late-stage Foundation Building cultivator with formidable strength, known for his cunning and lecherous ways, often causing trouble at Yinshan Stronghold and preying on female cultivators.

Qingyi belonged to a sect called the Flower Pavilion, which had some renown. He was highly cunning, usually targeting rogue cultivators or disciples from weaker sects. Once he succeeded, he would immediately flee, which allowed him to continue his misdeeds and remain unscathed.

Now, with his signature artifact appearing here, it seemed likely that Qingyi had met an unfortunate end. The female cultivator, though only at the middle stage of Foundation Building, was clearly not to be underestimated.

The Nether Cloud was highly recognizable and one of a kind. No wonder it was being traded here instead of at an auction house.

In fact, most of the artifacts traded earlier bore similar origins—items that couldn’t see the light of day—but no one chose to delve too deeply.

The armored man's sudden interjection was a breach of etiquette.

The female cultivator's expression turned icy as she abruptly turned to glare at him, her eyes narrowing with undisguised killing intent. Her voice was chillingly cold, "Qingyi has harmed countless people, and everyone wishes to see him dead! Are you implying you want to avenge him with such words?"

The armored man’s breath hitched, and his expression turned awkward. He avoided her gaze and forced a laugh. "You misunderstood, Daoist. Qingyi was a scourge, guilty of heinous crimes, and deserved to die. I have no connection with him and would only celebrate his demise. I was merely surprised to see the Nether Cloud and guessed that Qingyi might have met his end. It was just a moment of excitement... Yes! Just excitement! I wonder which great hero rid the world of him. Well done!"

Everyone looked at him with disdain.

The female cultivator snorted coldly and ignored his feigned civility. After showcasing the Nether Cloud, she said, "I am willing to trade the Nether Cloud for a flying sword of equal quality. Otherwise, I will consider an artifact with unique capabilities."

Many people were interested in the Nether Cloud, and someone immediately asked, "Daoist, if I were to acquire the Nether Cloud, would it bring me trouble?"

The female cultivator glanced at the person and replied indifferently, "At the very least, Qingyi himself won’t come after you."

Her words implied that she was not responsible for any potential retaliation from his sect.

While others hesitated, Qin Sang remained unconcerned about the so-called Flower Pavilion. If they dared to cause trouble at Xuanlu Stronghold, they would have to face Shaohua Mountain.

"Daoist, what do you think of this flying sword?"

Qin Sang took out the flying sword he had obtained from Yu Dayue and displayed it to the female cultivator.

Yu Dayue's flying sword had been refined with rare spiritual materials, making its quality far superior to other artifacts present, even surpassing the Nether Cloud.

Qin Sang had only lightly refined the sword for preservation and had no intention of using it himself, making this the perfect opportunity to trade it.

The female cultivator was immediately captivated by the flying sword and agreed without hesitation.

"I am willing to exchange with you!"

Without giving others a chance to intervene, the transaction was swiftly finalized.

Feeling pleased with how smoothly things went, Qin Sang briefly examined the Nether Cloud before putting it away, as it was now his turn to trade.

"These items are only for exchange with foundation-strengthening pills or rare spiritual wood."

Qin Sang took out two flying swords along with Yu Dayue's octagonal bronze mirror and leaned back in his chair, speaking calmly.

He decided to keep the multi-colored parasol for his own use. The other items, if left in his Mustard Seed Pouch, would only be wasted, so it was better to trade them for cultivation-enhancing resources.

As soon as the three artifacts appeared, the surrounding cultivators' gazes toward Qin Sang shifted to a mix of awe and apprehension, including the late-stage Foundation Building cultivators present.

Adding to the spiritual sword he had just traded, Qin Sang had now put forth four top-grade artifacts at once—something that few cultivators in the gathering could match.

Even the burly man who had been lost in his own thoughts was startled by Qin Sang's generosity. He stole a glance at Qin Sang, lowering his head with a look of envy and dejection in his eyes.

It was clear that these cultivators possessed impressive treasures.

All three artifacts were of high quality, with the scar-faced man's flying sword and the octagonal bronze mirror being particularly exceptional. Even the late-stage Foundation Building cultivators, who had been sitting quietly, couldn't resist joining the bidding war.

Seeing the competition for his items, Qin Sang remained firm in his demand for pills and spiritual wood, eventually securing two of the best pieces.

Though he didn’t obtain much spiritual wood, he was pleasantly surprised to acquire a bottle of Qi-Gathering Pills from a late-stage Foundation Building cultivator.

These pills were the same ones that Yi Tianye had once forced him to consume back in the Kuiyin Sect.

Haunted by his past experience, Qin Sang carefully examined the Qi-Gathering Pills to ensure they were free of any hidden poison before agreeing to the exchange.

Foundation-strengthening pills had always been highly sought-after treasures.

As the jade bottle containing the Qi-Gathering Pills rested in his palm, the surrounding cultivators gazed at it with intense longing, making it feel almost too hot to hold. Qin Sang snorted coldly, slightly parting his cloak and meeting each stare head-on without hesitation.

The crowd quickly averted their gazes, not daring to meet his eyes. Any thoughts of scheming were promptly abandoned.

It was not hard to imagine how Qin Sang had acquired so many top-grade artifacts.

Moreover, his displayed cultivation was formidable enough to deter any troublemakers.