Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don t Call Me a Demon! - Chapter 38

Chapter 38: Chapter 36: Astonishment

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“It seems we have reached a draw today.”

At the same time, Taoist Qiu walked over from Juxian Tower, stepping through the air as if on an invisible bridge.

Where he passed, a group of merchants bowed and lowered their gaze, and the previously noisy scene suddenly became much quieter.

An Elder from the Secret Realm, in terms of both strength and influence, was not someone these common Black Market merchants could afford to offend.

While some people dared to shout and holler in front of Pei Haibing, in the presence of Taoist Qiu, not a single person raised their voice.

“Hmph, Taoist Qiu, why don’t we compare the number of Alien Ghosts our disciples have killed? This would be a better reflection of our ability to teach.”

Yi Jingu, with a dragon’s stride and a tiger’s bearing, leaped down and, seeing such a result, his eyes turned particularly ferocious.

He and Taoist Qiu had a long-standing feud, and since Taoist Qiu was always harsh on his disciples, Yi Jingu had been looking for a way to suppress him in this respect, seizing what opportunity he could.

In terms of the number and quality of disciples, Yi Jingu believed he far exceeded Taoist Qiu and could not possibly lose.

Taoist Qiu turned around, his narrow and long vertical pupils narrowed slightly; his gaze was like that of a venomous snake, chilly and slippery, sending shivers down the spine.

Before he could speak, a commotion suddenly rose again in the crowd.

One could faintly hear merchants shouting something about ‘Alien Ghost corpses,’ ‘three heads,’ ‘hurry and grab’ and such.

The merchants who were originally gathered around Juxian Tower turned around to look, and saw a plain flatbed cart being pushed forward, on which were neatly placed three Alien Ghost corpses.

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Seeing this scene, the merchants were in uproar all at once, taking wide strides eagerly toward it, vying to grab the best spot for the auction.

“Which family’s inner disciple is this, showing up right now.”

Pei Haibing felt his limelight was being stolen and grumbled discontentedly.

Yu Wenxian, who stood beside him, also cast a curious glance, but unlike Pei Haibing’s cursory glance, she looked more carefully and quickly noticed something was amiss.

“Wait a minute, something’s not right, aren’t they our disciples?”

Yu Wenxian spoke with surprise and uncertainty, recognizing the identities of disciples Su Jie, Gu Weonian, and Chen Yun from her own sect.

“What are you talking about? How could it be… be…”

Pei Haibing almost couldn’t help but burst out laughing; which outer disciples could hunt down three Alien Ghosts?

However, when he turned his head for a closer look, the three disciples around the flatbed cart were dressed in Outer Disciple uniforms, and he vaguely remembered they seemed to be indeed from his own sect.

Taoist Qiu also heard the commotion and looked over, the corners of his mouth curling into a mocking smile as he sinisterly said to Yi Jingu, “Elder Yi, our competition is not over yet.”

Yi Jingu’s complexion darkened slightly, his voice hoarse, “Taoist Qiu, don’t tell me you played some trick, even meddling in the competition between the disciples, have you no sense of honor?”

“What a joke, I, Taoist Qiu, need no deceit to beat you. Wen Xian, go over there and call them here. Let Elder Yi lose heart.”

Taoist Qiu snorted coldly, although he didn’t know where Su Jie and the other Outer Disciples got these three Alien Ghosts from, he didn’t care as long as it could put Yi Jingu down a notch.

“Yes.”

Yu Wenxian took the order and quickly headed towards the flatbed cart.

…

“Everyone, don’t rush, all of our Alien Ghosts are for sale to the highest bidder.”

Su Jie stood on the flatbed cart, stepping on the head of one of the Alien Ghosts, looking at the merchants who were attracted over with excitement.

The more people, the fiercer the competition, the more he could earn!

“Fifteen hundred Blood Marrow Crystals, I’ll buy these three Alien Ghost corpses.”

A merchant squeezed to the front, but his words had barely left his mouth when Wu Bin, visibly annoyed, interrupted him.

“Scram to the side, thinking we don’t know the value? If you don’t have the money, go home and ask your mom for it, don’t make a fool of yourself here.”

As Wu Bin spoke, he even raised his foot to kick. As a Manager of the Command Hall, he was not an Outer Disciple, and regular merchants needed to greet him with smiles and flattery.

“This young master, our Zhang’s Chamber of Commerce bids one thousand eight hundred Blood Marrow Crystals.”

“Biyue Mansion bids one thousand five hundred Blood Marrow Crystals plus one Low Grade Magic Tool and two Low Grade High-level Talismans.”

“You Dan Valley bids one bottle of Refining Pills, and an additional five hundred Blood Marrow Crystals on top.”

A group of merchants surrounded Su Jie, spouting numbers that made his heart surge with excitement.

Gu Weonian, standing to the side, was equally exhilarated, his face flushed with emotion. Although he only had a small share of the profit, it was still a substantial fortune for an Outer Disciple.

Only Chen Yun remained cold as ice; the shadows of losing her brother and husband had not yet dissipated.

“Mr. Su, Mr. Su, it’s me! Our Taixu Pavilion is willing to buy all three Alien Ghosts at a negotiable price,”

Just then, Su Jie heard a somewhat familiar voice.

Looking down, he saw that the manager of the Taixu Pavilion, the charming young widow Cai Chun’e, had somehow made her way over, breathlessly calling out to him.

While speaking, Cai Chun’e unconsciously thrust out her ample, round bosom, causing the buttons on her chest to nearly burst apart, and her pair of phoenix eyes were incredibly seductive; she truly oozed charm from every pore.

The surrounding merchants watched, and many cursed inwardly, accusing her of using seduction tactics, disregarding martial integrity.

“Sister Cai, how come you’re here too.”

Su Jie’s eyes flickered slightly as he nodded with a smile, without agreeing to her proposition.

Though the woman in front of him was like a ripe peach begging to be bitten into.

But when faced with sufficient value, Su Jie was not about to sell out his interests for a little allure.

“If not because Mr. Su you didn’t visit me when you returned, I had to come over personally,”

Cai Chun’e coquettishly rolled her eyes at Su Jie, then said, “Consider our Taixu Pavilion seriously for the three Alien Ghost corpses, our offer will definitely not be lower than others.”

In her words, Cai Chun’e’s voice carried a tone of humility.

Indeed, when Cai Chun’e first saw Su Jie earlier, she could scarcely believe her eyes.

An Outer Disciple managing to hunt down three Alien Ghosts seemed as laughable as a sow climbing a tree.

Yet, against all odds, it had happened, and it completely shocked her for the whole year.

“Let’s talk about this later.”

Su Jie shook his head and noticed a young woman in light gauze approaching; it was the Inner Sect Disciple Yu Wenxian, Su Jie’s senior sister.

“Giggle, Junior Brother Su, it really is you! I knew I wouldn’t recognize the wrong person.”

Yu Wenxian’s laughter preceded her words, and perhaps due to her formidable reputation, the merchants immediately cleared space for her as she neared.

“Senior Yu, you’re here for…?”

Su Jie grew inwardly vigilant, wondering if she was eyeing the fortune he had stumbled upon.

“Master is ahead; he wants you to come over,”

Yu Wenxian extended her delicate fingers and poked at the Alien Ghost corpses on the cart, her tone cheerful, “This time, Junior Brother Su, you might become quite famous with our master, hurry over.”

After saying that, she lead the way gracefully.

Su Jie was still pondering Yu Wenxian’s intentions when Wu Bin, standing nearby, seized the chance to whisper and ask:

“Are you a disciple of Taoist Qiu?”

He hadn’t really looked closely at Su Jie’s background before, otherwise, he wouldn’t have asked this question.

“Yes, what about it.”

“Don’t you know? Taoist Qiu and Elder Yi Jingu have had another flare-up in their feud. They privately bet on whose disciples could kill more Alien Ghosts, and even put up handsome rewards to motivate their disciples. The whole Ghost Ridge Palace has been abuzz with it. It’s probably for this reason they’re calling you over,”

Wu Bin, being the manager of Command Hall, was well-informed and knew all the gossip among the elders.

“Oh, no wonder our master was willing to put up such a big bounty, offering the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword as a reward,”

Gu Weonian suddenly realized and understood some things from before.

“The deadline set by master was a week, right? We’ve already exceeded the time; could the reward still count?”

Su Jie licked his lips; he hadn’t really considered this before. First, the time had already exceeded the agreed week, and besides, that White Bone Sky Slaying Sword seemed intended for Pei Haibing, who practiced the White Bone Transformation Skill. It seemed out of reach for them Outer Disciples.

“That’s because Elder Yi had some accidents with his alchemy, causing some delays,”

Wu Bin explained the reasons as Su Jie’s heart began to heat up. He might actually get a chance at that White Bone Sky Slaying Sword. Opportunity was never handed to you freely. You had to fight for it in the Righteous sects, even more so in the Demon Path.