Chapter 64: The Pavilion of a Hundred Treasures

  At first in Zhengyuan Sect's Miscellaneous Duty Village, Yan Bing was defeated by him in public, losing all dignity, and then he was abolished, after which he disappeared without a trace.

  Xia Chen didn't think much of it, assuming Yan Bing's fate would be to spend the rest of his life in a remote place with no one around, never again having the chance to embark on the path of cultivation. He never could have imagined that Yan Bing would actually become a disciple of the Haoran Sect!

  This guy, what exactly did he go through, after being abandoned, he actually became a disciple of the Haoran Sect?

  Nazhi looked at him and his eyes flashed, and he actually softened his tone: "Since Sheng said so, let's keep a low profile."

  Xia Chen's astonishment slowly subsided, and he suddenly tore off a piece of his sleeve, covered his face with it, then calmly walked out from behind the screen, following the diners on the second floor downstairs.

  He didn't want to reveal his identity and didn't want to collide with Yan Bing, at least he wanted to know what had happened to Yan Bing's body, fortunately he was in a hidden place, the situation was advantageous.

  Nazhi Shixiong and two other Hao Ran disciples also discovered Xia Chen's masked face, but they didn't pay attention to it. Their goal was just to clean up the scene, not to investigate anything.

  Yan Bing's heart skipped a beat, and he stared suspiciously at Xia Chen. From this masked youth's body, he suddenly felt a familiar aura, which instantly stirred up memories in his dusty mind, bringing to the surface what seemed like long-forgotten hatred.

  "Who are you? Halt!" Just as Xia Chen was about to follow the crowd downstairs and disappear, Yan Bing finally couldn't help but shout loudly.

  Xia Chen stopped in his tracks, and the other three Hao Ran disciples also looked at Yan Bing in shock.

  "Take off your mask and let me see who you are?" Yan Bing said coldly.

  "What right do you have to do this? I've already given up the single room." Xia Chen angrily said in a suppressed tone.

  "Pick it if you dare, otherwise you'll suffer." Yan Bing said calmly. He had an irrepressible urge to see what the boy's face looked like under his mask.

  "Strict Younger Brother? What's going on? Who is he?" asked Qi Shixiong with a questioning tone.

  "Qī Shīxiōng, this person looks just like someone from my past!" Yán said with a cold laugh, emphasizing the two words "guò rén" (past acquaintance), "So I want him to take off his mask."

  "Oh..." Qi Shixiong nodded, suddenly sneered and reached out to grab Xia Chen's face: "Why bother? Just tear it off directly!"

  Bang!

  His hand had just stretched out halfway when Xia Chen punched him in the face, and he immediately flew backward with a loud thud, his face covered in blood. Several shattered teeth flew out along with scalding hot blood.

  "You're overestimating yourself." Xia Chen said with a cold smile.

  "You bastard, dare to hit our Haoran disciples, looking for death!" The two Haoran disciples were shocked and suddenly furious, rushing towards Xia Chen at incredible speed.

  Two dull thuds, two people were kicked by Xia Chen and flew out with a faster speed than when they pounced on him, landing on the floor, only to be left disheveled and wailing loudly.

  "What a bunch of Hao Ran Pai disciples! I think you're all rubbish, can't even withstand one blow. No time to bother with you, goodbye!"

  Whoosh! Xia Chen shot out of the window like a javelin, landing lightly on the ground like a goose feather.

  "How detestable! You think you can leave? Can you really leave?" Seeing Xia Chen's incredible strength, Yan Bing was also shocked, but immediately shouted in anger and chased after him.

  With a whoosh, Yan Bing also flew out of the window, but as soon as he landed on the ground, he only saw Xia Chen's figure flash by, and then she was gone.

  What speed! Yan Bing was shocked.

  He was about to chase, but he could only stop in his tracks, his mind filled with shock and doubt: I must have seen it wrong, being able to knock down Qi Shixiong with one punch, at the very least it's a Fourth-Order Postnatal Cultivation, how is it possible for Xia Chen to make such progress!

  The figure that had once brought him endless humiliation flashed in his mind, and a deep killing intent suddenly burst out of Yan Bing's icy eyes.

  Hmph! Xia Chen, you didn't expect this, did you? Although I was crippled by you, I encountered a great opportunity and joined the even more powerful Haoran Sect. My cultivation has been advancing by leaps and bounds. Just wait, one day I will return to Zhengxuan Sect and repay everything you've done to me a hundredfold!

  Yan Bing returned to the wine building, only to see that Qi Shixiong and his two companions were each covering their stomachs, mouths spewing curses: "Bastard, don't let me catch you, or I'll skin you alive!"

  The guests were going downstairs, covering their mouths and secretly laughing. They could see the arrogant and rude disciples of the Haoran Sect being beaten up, and everyone was extremely pleased.

  Xia Chen ran out of several streets before finally stopping.

  He pulled down the hood of his cloak, thinking that since the Haoran faction was also rushing to Gu Cang, he would inevitably meet Yan Bing again, and it was better to change his true appearance.

  Walking into an uninhabited alley, Xia Chen Mo quietly circulated his true energy.

  A strange scene unfolded. Under the operation of the true energy, his facial features suddenly began to change shape, his lips slowly thinned, his eyes gradually enlarged, and his chin became pointed.

  In the blink of an eye, Xia Chen transformed into a handsome young man.

  He took out a mirror from the storage space, Xia Chen looked at it carefully and nodded in satisfaction. The face in the mirror was unrecognizable even to himself, but it was much better-looking than before.

  This method of changing one's appearance was also learned from the Heavenly Book of Wonders, called the Thousand Faces Technique, which is incredibly magical and a hundred times stronger than the Art of Disguise.

  "Ah, I wish I really looked that handsome!" Xia Chen put down the mirror after admiring himself for another half day, muttering to himself.

  His body suddenly emitted a burst of skeletal cracking sounds, and his figure rose even higher. His originally ordinary body suddenly became lean and slender, paired with a handsome face, making him look like a jade tree in the wind.

  The day after tomorrow, the Fivefold Refining Bone Realm can change the shape of the skeleton at will, change the figure, and easily turn over.

  After re-combing her hair, Xia Chen finally walked out of the alley, thinking that even if Yan Bing were standing in front of her now, she probably wouldn't be recognized.

  "Is this little brother's first time in Yunyangdu?" Suddenly, a smiling voice sounded from behind.

  Xia Chen turned his head to look, and saw a clever-looking steward-like man smiling at him. Behind the middle-aged man was a beautiful young girl with a pair of bright eyes that kept moving on Xia Chen's face.

  "Who is your excellency?" Xia Chen was taken aback.

  "I am Zhao Qian, the steward of Baibao Pavilion. I see that you, young brother, are no ordinary person and must be a master of cultivation. Our Baibao Pavilion specializes in hosting trading fairs for cultivators, selling all sorts of rare and precious elixirs and medicines. If you're interested, feel free to take a look. The entrance fee is only 10 yuanqi dan."

  That lovely girl smiled and stretched out her snowy white small hand, handing over a shiny silver card: "This is the entrance card of Baibao Pavilion, there will be a large-scale trading meeting tonight, with many treasures auctioned off, sir, are you coming?"

  Trading Fair? Xia Chen's heart moved, he had made some progress in the past few days studying the Heavenly Book's Alchemy Technique, and had even refined that half of the cracked bear skin, but lacking other materials, it could only be refined into a semi-finished product. It was not as good as going to the Trading Fair to take a look, perhaps there would be some gains.

  If we can really refine the bear skin into a defensive armor, then exploring the ancient Tibetan region will have a few more guarantees.

  He took out a bottle of Yuanqi Dan, then accepted the silver card from the girl's hand and said: "This is ten Yuanqi Dan. I need some materials right now, hoping to gain something at the trading meeting."

  The girl smiled slightly, seeing his handsome face, and couldn't help but pinch his wrist: "My name is Lili, sir has arrived, if there's anything you need, be sure to find me!"

  Xia Chen was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Good."

  Lili gave him a flirtatious glance, and then she and Zhao Qian continued on their way. After a while, they stopped several monks who were traveling together and chattered away about something.

  This Baobao Pavilion is good at doing business, knowing that cultivators gather in Yunyangdu, most of them come for the ancient relics, and must need a large number of weapons and elixirs. Taking this opportunity to hold a trading meeting, it's indeed possible to make a big profit. Xia Chen thought.

  He smiled slightly and left with big strides, then found an inn to stay in and began to cultivate.

  In these ten days, apart from practicing the Heavenly Book's mysterious techniques and the Sky Splitting Sword, Xia Chen didn't relax his cultivation at all. However, the last meridian was extremely difficult to break through, and even with Xia Chen using all his might, he could only break through the majority of it. When there was just a small part left, he started to stagnate.

  Before long, the sky turned dark. Xia Chen opened his eyes, and after an afternoon of cultivation, there was still no progress, and he couldn't help but sigh, it seemed that without external assistance or deeper enlightenment, relying on self-cultivation to open up the last meridian was a slim hope.

  Xia Chen took out the entrance card of Baibao Pavilion and walked out of the inn. The address of the trading meeting was already marked on the card, and it was easy to find.

  However, Xia Chen did not go directly to the trading venue, but first went to the market to buy a black cloak with a hood, and only came to the entrance of the trading venue after putting it on.

  Two emotionless men stood at the entrance, stretching out a hand to block the way: "Fellow Taoist, please show your entry card."

  Xia Chen quietly took out a silver card and flashed it in front of the two people.

  Two burly men immediately beamed with smiles and extended their hands in a gesture of welcome. As Xia Chen walked into the trading floor, he found that it was an extremely spacious great hall, with seats arranged in a circular pattern, and a long rectangular platform in the center, which was obviously the transaction hub.

  Many people were already seated in the hall, all whispering to each other. Some girls dressed like Lili flitted about like swallows, busy coming and going among the crowd.

  Xia Chen suddenly looked up and saw that there was also a layer of seating on the second floor, but these seats were all separate single rooms, apparently prepared for important figures.

  "Excuse me, fellow Taoist, is there anything I can help you with?" a sweet voice suddenly rang out.

  Xia Chen turned his head and saw a bright-eyed and white-toothed girl standing in front of him, with a professional smile on her face, who was none other than Lili.

  Xia Chen slightly lifted her veil: "Lili, hello."

  Lili's eyes sparkled, and she exclaimed excitedly: "Handsome prince, you've finally arrived! Lili has been thinking of you all afternoon, and her soul has been in turmoil. What's going on?" As she spoke, she flirtatiously batted her eyelashes at Xia Chen.