Lei Jing glanced at the five pieces of jade on the table with some disdain, three jade bangles and two jade rings. The material of the jade was not bad, but it was still too ordinary.

  For a martial arts master, a few pieces of jade are nothing; with one piece of spiritual crystal, he can buy back a whole basketful.

  Lei Jing pursed his lips, stretched out two fingers, picked up a space ring, and played with it as if he had caught a dung beetle. He tossed it back onto the table, then wiped his fingers on his sleeve, saying indifferently: "With just these few pieces of jade, you think you can put them in an auction and not lose face for me? The Tianmo Wu City auction is the largest auction house in the 36 counties of Tianmo Ridge. Only top-level treasures can be sent there for auction. Those who can enter the auction are all first-class big shots."

  Lei Jing's meaning is simple: quickly take away these few pieces of trash that are not worth keeping, and don't bring them out to humiliate yourself.

  Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "Master, take another look"

  "Take another look"

  Lei Jing stared at the desktop, a doubt arose in his heart, could it be that these few pieces of jade still hid some profound mystery.

  With a curious mindset, Lei Jing picked up another spatial ring and injected a strand of true energy into the ring.

  "Whoosh"

  As the true energy surged into the ring, a faint white glow appeared on its surface, as if an intangible door had opened on the ring, leading to a mysterious space.

  After discovering the secret of the space ring, Lei Jing's pupils immediately emitted a dazzling light, and he looked at the few pieces of jade on the table again, just like an old lecher seeing a group of naked beauties.

  Lei Jing stared at Zhang Ruochen again, gathered the five spatial treasures into a pile, stretched out a large hand, and pressed the five spatial treasures tightly under his palm, as if afraid they would fly away.

  Lei Jing coughed twice, his face not flushing or changing color, and said: "Zhang Ruochen, you've been with me for a short time, I reckon you still don't know that you have five masters' wives. Seeing these exquisite jade pieces, I thought to myself, why not take them back as gifts for them, as if they were your filial presents."

  When Lei Jing opened his mouth, Zhang Ruochen felt a sense of foreboding, but he never thought that the dignified Silver Robe Elder would actually be an old scoundrel who even wanted to swindle his own disciple's treasure.

  Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen was well-prepared and calmly said: "Does Master not want to know how his disciple obtained these jade artifacts?"

  Lei Jing also showed a curious expression and asked: "Yes, Master was just about to ask."

  Zhang Ruochen said, "My disciple once discovered an ancient cave left over from the Middle Ages. Inside, he obtained some treasures, not just these few pieces of jade, but also several top-notch cultivation techniques."

  In order to conceal his identity as the son of Ming Emperor eight hundred years ago, Zhang Ruochen could only fabricate a lie first.

  This is also a helpless thing

  Lei Jing had long expected that Zhang Ruochen would definitely have some strange encounters, otherwise, as a prince of a lower-ranking kingdom, how could he possibly open up twenty-seven meridians?

  At least, his cultivation method is definitely extraordinary.

  It's not a strange thing, the Kunlun Realm has a long history, and countless strong people have been born since ancient times. Even if Zhang Ruochen encountered an ancient saint's cave mansion, it wouldn't be a strange thing either.

  Lei Jing was a man of principle, so he didn't ask Zhang Ruochen about his strange encounter, nor did he think of snatching Zhang Ruochen's cultivation method.

  Just like Yan Lixuan back then, it was all because of a top-grade spiritual sword technique that he had gotten entangled in his own heart and couldn't break through the boundary for dozens of years.

  It can be said that the losses outweigh the gains.

  Lei Jing stared deeply at Zhang Ruochen and said, "What do you mean?"

  Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "As far as I know, a martial artist only has one chance to change his cultivation method, that is during the Fish-Dragon Realm."

  "Fish-Dragon Realm, also known as Fish-Dragon Nine Transformations. In this realm, a martial artist will undergo nine transformations. A martial artist who can complete the nine transformations is like a carp leaping over the Dragon Gate, transforming from fish to dragon, and in one move, entering the Holy Door, reaching the Half-Saint Realm. A martial artist who cannot complete the nine transformations will forever be a fish, unable to even touch the Holy Door."

  "The warriors in the Fish Dragon Realm, every time they transform, can change their cultivation method once. The higher the cultivation method, the faster the cultivation speed, and the future achievements will definitely be higher. Master, don't you want to change to a more high-end cultivation method?"

  Lei Jing laughed and said, "The Blood Cloud Sutra that I cultivate is a ghost-level lower-grade technique. Compared to the strongest technique of the Yun Tai Sect, the Supreme Dry Heaven Technique, it's not inferior in any way. Can you still come up with an even more powerful technique than the Blood Cloud Sutra?"

  Zhang Ruochen said, "Unfortunately, my disciple obtained a top-grade ghost-level cultivation method in that ancient cave, called the Blood God Scripture. It seems to be from the same origin as the Blood Cloud Scripture. To change from the Blood Cloud Scripture to the Blood God Scripture is absolutely an easy task. I originally wanted to show respect to our master, but since our master doesn't want to..."

  Before Zhang Ruochen could finish speaking, Lei Jing suddenly stood up and shouted: "You unfilial son, when did I ever say I was unwilling?"

  It seemed that Lei Jing felt embarrassed, and he sat back down with a smile: "Zhang Ruochen, your cultivation is still low after all. The ghost-level technique, you might not be able to understand it. First take out the Blood God Scripture and let me help you identify it. Perhaps it's not really a top-grade ghost-level technique."

  Zhang Ruochen no longer teased Lei Jing's appetite, and took out the Blood God Scripture that he had already silently memorized, handing it over to Lei Jing.

  Lei Jing looked at the Blood God Tendon, his fingers trembling slightly, although on the surface he still appeared very calm, but in his heart he was already extremely excited.

  It's just a copy of Ben, not the original Gongfa.

  He turned the first page of the Blood Meridian, and Lei Jing had just read the first sentence, his whole person was trapped in it, as if he was infatuated, completely immersed in the mysterious skills, reading with relish, unable to extricate himself, calling out "good" nonstop.

  "It's indeed a wonderful and unparalleled superior technique, extremely exquisite and profound, I'm afraid even saints would find it difficult to fully explain its subtleties."

  A whole incense stick had passed, and Lei Jing's eyes hadn't left the Blood Meridian, as if he had already forgotten that Zhang Ruochen was still standing beside him.

  If he let him continue reading, Zhang Ruochen suspected that he would maintain his current posture for a month.

  "Master, Master, Master."

  Zhang Ruochen called out three times, and Lei Jing finally reluctantly moved his gaze away from the Blood Meridian, as if holding a precious treasure, quickly stuffed the Blood Meridian into his bosom, afraid that Zhang Ruochen would snatch it away.

  Now, let alone Zhang Ruochen, even if the master of Wumeng Xuegong wanted to seize the Blood Meridian, Lei Jing would fight him to the death.

  The value of a ghost-level lower-grade technique and a ghost-level top-grade technique may seem to differ by only two grades, but the actual value of the techniques differs by more than a hundred times.

  Originally, at Lei Jing's age, he had already given up any hope of breaking through to the Half-Saint realm.

  But obtained the Blood Spirit Cord, and let Lei Jing see hope again.

  As long as he cultivates this one ghost-level superior technique, he will have a great hope of breaking through to the semi-saint realm.

  Lei Jing couldn't help but feel that Zhang Ruochen was more and more pleasing to the eye, wondering how he got so lucky to have taken in such an exceptionally talented disciple.

  Not only is "talent" against heaven, but even "fate" is also against heaven.

  "If 'Qì Yùn' doesn't go against heaven, how can one possibly obtain a cultivation method as powerful as the Blood God's Meridian?"

  "Master, regarding the auction, how have you considered it?"

  Having obtained the Blood Spirit Jade, the impact of the five spatial treasures on Lei Jing was no longer so intense.

  Lei Jing's gaze fell on the five spatial treasures, and he said magnanimously: "Zhang Ruochen, rest assured, I will definitely help you with this matter. Just wait until the day of the auction, bring a sack to the auction house to load the Ling crystals."

  "No need for a sack, my disciple still has an even higher spatial treasure."

  Zhang Ruochen took out a newly refined spatial jade bangle and handed it to Lei Jing, saying: "This spatial jade bangle is a treasure that the disciple has respectfully prepared for his master, it's a hundred times better than those five spatial treasures, I hope Master will accept it."

  Lei Jing picked up the space jade bangle and examined it carefully, and indeed found that the inner space of this space jade bangle was very vast, and also had defensive runes and recognition runes engraved on it.

  The five space treasures on the table are like inferior goods compared to it.

  Earlier he said that he would give five space treasures to Zhang Ruochen's five masters, but in fact it was just a joke with Zhang Ruochen.

  The disciple obtained five spatial treasures, only thinking of taking them to auction, but didn't think of giving one to his master. Lei Jing's mood was naturally not pleasant, so he used that method to scare Zhang Ruochen a little.

  It turned out that Zhang Ruochen was not being disrespectful to his master, but had something better prepared for him. Lei Jing's mood naturally improved greatly.

  After Zhang Ruochen left, Lei Jing put on the space jade bangle on his wrist and couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Good kid, you're indeed worthy of being my disciple."

  "Zhang Ying, Ji Fantian." Lei Jing shouted.

  Upon hearing the transmission, the two Silver Robed Elders immediately rushed to the Silver Robed Elder's Pavilion, knelt on one knee and bowed to Lei Jing: "Greetings, Pavilion Master. We don't know what instructions you have for us."

  "You get up first"

  Two silver-robed elders stood up.

  Lei Jing took a thick stack of invitations from the table and said, "Zhang Ying, the master of this mansion has ordered you to deliver these ten invitations to those ten people within three days."

  Zhang Ying was slightly surprised in her heart, just sending a message, such a small matter, actually had to be done by a silver-robed elder himself, would the pavilion master not be making a big deal out of nothing?

  When Zhang Ying received ten envelopes and saw the names written on them, she was even more shocked.

  "Head of the YunTai Sect, Han Lie."

  "Leader of the Divine Blood Sect, Sima Mingde."

  "The master of Taiqing Palace, Ye Huiyi."

  "King of the State of Mingzhou, Xia Xuecheng."

  The names on the envelopes were all powerful overlords of Tianmo Ridge, and if any one of them sneezed, the entire thirty-six counties of Tianmo Ridge would be shaken.

  What's going on, why is the prime minister inviting these people?

  Zhang Ying asked: "Is the pavilion master going to hold the martial arts conference that takes place once every ten years again?"

  Lei Jingdao: "Zhang Ying, your memory is getting worse and worse. Didn't we just hold the Martial Arts Conference three years ago?"

  But

  "It's not that many but you just deliver the letter and that's all." Lei Jingdao said.

  The letter's contents, Lei Jing didn't mention a word about it.

  "I'll go right now."

  Zhang Ying bowed to Lei Jing and then quickly walked out of the Silver Robe Elder's Hall.

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