The Supreme Being Against Heaven

Tan Yun knew very well that ordinary disciples didn’t need to pay spirit stones to enter or exit the city market. When he saw the fat man exchanging glances with the law enforcement disciple, he immediately guessed that the fat man probably enjoyed bullying disciples and servants regularly.

“You fat pig, if it weren’t for the current situation, I’d beat you so badly that even your parents wouldn’t recognize you! Just wait — once I leave the city, I’ll deal with you!”

Thinking this, Tan Yun turned to the law enforcement disciple cautiously and spoke in a low voice:

“Big brother, I only earn 300 low-grade spirit stones per month. Could you reduce the fee a little?”

“Enough nonsense! 50 low-grade spirit stones is already very little,” the law enforcement disciple replied arrogantly. “If you dare complain again, it’ll be 100 low-grade spirit stones!”

“Alright, alright, I won’t say anything more,” Tan Yun said, then took one medium-grade spirit stone from his Universe Ring and handed it to the law enforcement disciple.

In reality, Tan Yun only spoke with the law enforcement disciple to gather information for when he left the city, which would prove very useful.

The law enforcement disciple simply stuffed the spirit stone into his pocket and said,

“Consider the 50 low-grade spirit stones as an extra for the next time you enter the city. Now go!”

Tan Yun nodded reluctantly, but as he stepped past the city gate, his eyes darkened immediately.

“Soon, you’ll regret doing this!”

He took a deep breath, summoned his Flying Sword, and flew directly toward the two main auction houses in the city.

Huangfufang City had two main auction houses.

The first was Huangfu Shengxing, established directly by the sect leader.

The other was Zhubao Huicui Auction House, opened by a mysterious individual whose identity remained unknown to this day.

Both auction houses followed the same principle: reputation above all. Anyone causing trouble would not survive!

Moreover, the two auction houses were located on opposite sides of the street.

Tan Yun chose to go to the two main auction houses because they were the most crowded spots, making them ideal for selling Soul Spring.

Whether the sale succeeded or not did not worry Tan Yun, because Soul Spring was rare and highly valuable.

Soon after, Tan Yun flew discreetly 300 miles along the main street between the two auction houses.

Along the way, he noticed law enforcement disciples patrolling every few miles.

The street was paved with blue stones, carrying an ancient aura, bustling with disciples from the nine major divisions, handsome young men, and beautiful women like goddesses. Huangfufang City was full of youthful charm.

Both sides of the street were lined with shops, stalls, and restaurants stretching as far as the eye could see.

The city had hundreds of shops selling medicines, layout plans, talisman seals, and magical weapons.

Four large stores had the most complete inventory, with reputation and credibility unmatched:

Wanbao Lingge, established by senior executives of Qimai
Desolate Talisman Temple, founded by senior members of the Talisman lineage
Sacred Pill Immortal Pavilion, founded by senior members of the Pill Meridian
Myriad Illusions Array Pavilion, founded by senior members of the Array Meridian

Beyond the four main stores, other shops selling medicines, layout plans, talisman seals, and magical items were rented by inner disciples and celestial disciples after paying spirit stones to the sect.

At this moment, Tan Yun sat in the middle of the street between the two auction houses, surveying the dense crowds on both sides, smiling with satisfaction.

“A crowd this large is perfect for selling items.”

He took out the silk flag he had prepared in advance, which bore the characters “物换魂泉” (Soul Spring Exchange).

Tan Yun planted the flag into the ground and sat cross-legged.

Streams of faint golden soul energy shot from each fingertip, thick as the tip of a finger, transforming in the air into upright glowing golden characters.

“I am the owner of Wind Soul Spring, Ancient Soul Spring, Time Soul Spring, and Light Soul Spring. Each of these four springs has four grades: Low, Medium, High, and Supreme.”

Tan Yun lifted his mud-streaked face slightly, scanning the crowd surrounding him, then spoke in a polite yet firm tone:

“Fellow disciples, although I do not have a large number of Soul Springs here, I do have a fair amount.”

“As for the Soul Springs, I will not display them openly. If anyone wants to trade, present your offer, and I will show them myself.”

Tan Yun’s words made everyone immediately understand the situation. Disciples and servants were naturally cautious; displaying such valuable items openly could easily lead to theft or damage.

“No need to show them. Just tell me how many Soul Springs you have,” urged a female disciple wearing the garb of the Ancient Soul lineage.

Tan Yun nodded calmly and answered truthfully:

“I have a total of 1,489 Soul Springs, including Wind, Ancient, Light, and Time Soul Springs.”

The moment this statement left his mouth, it was as if a bomb had exploded in the middle of the crowd. Cheers and exclamations erupted immediately.

“What?! Did he just say 1,489?!”

“What nonsense is this! Don’t try to deceive us!”

“Tell us! What grades are the 1,489 Soul Springs? Are there any high-grade Wind Soul Springs?”

“Or any high-grade Time Soul Springs…?”

The crowd’s demands surged like a tidal wave. Every pair of eyes gleamed with desire. They could hardly believe their own sight — a mere low-ranking disciple holding so many highly valuable treasures!

The atmosphere in Huangfufang City began to boil, almost bursting into flames. All eyes were fixed on Tan Yun as if he were the center of a high-level treasure contest.

--Translated by likesnovel--