Chapter 1206: Chapter 512: Picking Up a Bargain, Everything is Ready [3rd Update, Subscribe Requested]_3

As he spoke, he made no attempt to conceal the release of his powerful Divine Sense, locking firmly onto the one who had requested the sword trial.

The man paused briefly before letting out a strange laugh and said, “Fellow Daoist speaks the truth. It’s merely a broken sword; this seat would not be foolish enough to offend so many Fellow Daoists here over it!”

With that, he raised a hand and forcibly summoned the broken sword from the hands of the Purple Mansion Late Stage cultivator.

After infusing his Mana into the silver-white broken sword, which normally required a Purple Mansion Phase cultivator to activate through a blood sacrifice technique, the sword immediately erupted in dazzling silver radiance, emanating a cuttingly sharp sword light.

But before Zhou Chun and the Golden Core Stage cultivators could rejoice, the silver radiance abruptly stopped growing, as if reaching a climax only to be forcibly interrupted.

The stagnated sword light, while still seeming somewhat formidable, no longer held the brilliance that could draw the eyes of the Golden Core Stage cultivators.

The Golden Core Early Phase cultivator who had activated the broken sword quickly stopped infusing his Mana. With a dissatisfied look, he shook his head and said, “Barely able to exert fifty percent of an inferior-grade magical treasure’s power, yet the Mana consumed far surpasses that of using an inferior-grade magical treasure. Truly, a wasteful artifact!”

Having said this, he tossed the broken sword back to the Purple Mansion Late Stage cultivator, evidently losing all interest in the sword.

The other Golden Core Stage cultivators, seeing this, also shook their heads and similarly lost all interest.

This scene caused the Purple Mansion Late Stage cultivator to sway unsteadily, as if enduring a severe blow.

Though his expression couldn’t be seen, one could easily imagine his face must have been deathly pale.

Perhaps this broken sword was already the best treasure he could bring forth.

Yet to the Golden Core Stage cultivators, it was not an intact magical treasure and thus held little allure. They would not part with precious Healing Holy Pills for such a broken artifact.

“Respected Seniors, you are all Golden Core Stage cultivators. If this sword can somehow be repaired, it could become a high-grade magical treasure. And all this junior seeks is merely a single Healing Spirit Pill!”

The nearly pleading tone of these words emerged from the Purple Mansion Late Stage cultivator’s mouth, as though he was trying to make one final effort.

But the Golden Core Early Phase cultivator, seemingly displeased by his earlier behavior, immediately sneered and retorted, “Such ignorance from a junior! If magical treasures were so easily repaired, would this sword have remained in the hands of a mere Purple Mansion Phase junior for so long? Hoping to exchange one broken sword for Healing Holy Pills, you certainly know how to dream big!”

These words caused the Purple Mansion Late Stage cultivator’s body to tremble slightly, yet he dared not argue any further.

He was but a Purple Mansion Phase cultivator; if he dared to quarrel with a Golden Core Stage cultivator, his life would likely be forfeit upon leaving the Underground Treasure Exchange Convention!

Thus, despite his immense humiliation, he could only silently stow away the broken sword and retreat to the side.

But just at that moment, a voice suddenly echoed in his mind, causing his body to briefly shudder, after which he lowered his head slightly to conceal the joy flickering in his eyes.

The Treasure Exchange Assembly continued, with one cultivator after another presenting the treasures they had brought.

Unfortunately, nothing that followed managed to stir Zhou Chun’s interest.

After several days, the assembly finally concluded.

Under the host’s arrangement, the attendees left the venue in order of their cultivation levels, with those of lower cultivation departing first.

Zhou Chun and the few other Golden Core Stage cultivators were the last to leave.

Returning to Tianyuan Immortal City, rather than immediately retreating to his cave dwelling, Zhou Chun headed to a teahouse in the city and reserved a private room.

He was just sipping a cup of tea when the restriction on the private room door was triggered.

With a casual wave of a control token, he opened the door.

Standing outside was a brawny man with a thick beard, his left sleeve fluttering emptily, his face full of apprehension.

The burly man outside first glanced at Zhou Chun as the door opened, then hurriedly bowed and greeted, “Junior Yuchi Fei pays his respects to Senior Zhang!”

“No need to be so formal, Fellow Daoist Yuchi. Come in, have a cup of tea.”

Zhou Chun smiled faintly and gestured for him to enter, closing the door once more behind them.

But Yuchi Fei evidently had no mind for tea. As soon as the door was shut, he anxiously fixed his gaze on Zhou Chun and said, “Senior Zhang, you previously mentioned exchanging a Healing Holy Pill for this junior’s ancestral sword–was that offer authentic?”

His eyes shone with fervent hope.

Faced with his obvious eagerness, Zhou Chun could only nod and reply, “Indeed. This Zhang has in his possession a Revival Creation Pill, a Healing Holy Pill capable of resurrecting the dead and regenerating flesh and bone. Restoring a mere severed limb is but a trifling matter!”

As it happens, this Revival Creation Pill was a treasure seized from the Jiang Family during its destruction years ago.

Due to its potent healing capabilities, Zhou Mingde had entrusted it to Zhou Chun for safekeeping at that time, as a contingency.

Although Zhou Chun had faced numerous life-and-death crises over the years, he had never encountered a situation dire enough to warrant using the pill, and so it remained in his possession.

Now, however, his Spirit Pet, the Wood Charm Mu Sang, was already a Third Order high-grade Demon Beast, and its breakthrough to Fourth Order was but a matter of time.

Once it advanced, its healing Divine Skills would significantly improve, making limb regeneration an easy feat.

By then, the Revival Creation Pill would hold little value.

Thus, trading it for a treasure now seemed entirely reasonable.

Hearing Zhou Chun’s words, Yuchi Fei’s eyes instantly lit up with joy. Unable to contain himself, he immediately asked, “Senior Zhang, might you permit this junior to examine the pill?”