Just when Dongfang Zimo was teleported here, more than a dozen spiritual consciousnesses suddenly scanned him unscrupulously, but without exception, they were all blocked by the Pure God Jade.
"I've met all of you, seniors." Dongfang Zimo's heart trembled, and he bowed deeply with his hands.
"Obviously the aura is so weak, but it can still block my spiritual consciousness!" An old scholar's face darkened, apparently guessing that the other party possessed a magic weapon that blocked his spiritual consciousness.
"Huh? Who is this person and why are he here?" A sturdy man with a beard frowned and shouted in a dissatisfied tone.
Although the other Nascent Soul cultivators who were doing this did not say anything, they were also a little unhappy in their hearts.
"Ye just thought this person was interesting, so he brought him to participate in this trade fair." Ye Hua walked to the main seat and sat down, and said calmly.
"Ahem! Since it was Brother Ye who brought him, let's forget it." The strong man with a beard coughed dryly and said a little irritably.
"A junior from Jindan is here to join in the fun. Fellow Daoist Ye, you are really messing around." The speaker was a man wearing black clothes whose facial features could not be seen clearly, and said with scarlet eyes.
"Fellow Taoist Dongfang is still standing there, find a seat and sit down, the trade fair has begun." Ye Hua didn't pay attention to the man in black, but said to Dongfang Zimo with an evil smile.
"Yes!" Dongfang Zimo smiled bitterly and looked to the side. He happened to see a man next to the woman in palace clothes. He nodded and stood next to her.
The woman in palace clothes looked deserted and didn't even look at Dongfang Zimo.
"This trade fair will be the same as before, let's let Ye make the start." Ye Hua said, shaking his sleeves, and several pieces of light flew out one by one and landed on the long table.
I saw a few more strange-looking fairy grasses that exuded strong aura on the long table, some weird rocks that were smoking cold, as well as various magical instruments, books, elixirs, etc...
"As long as you have one of the Earth Flame Crystals, Blood Sea Stones, Demonic Cloud Crystals, or Ten Thousand Soul Irons, you can replace the same thing on the table." After Ye Hua finished speaking, he looked at these people.
He glanced across his face and grinned expectantly.
"How come these things are all materials for refining magical weapons? Brother Ye, are you trying to forge a magical weapon recently?" The strong, bearded man looked at Ye Hua with doubt.
"There is no need to know whether it is true or not, Fellow Taoist Chen Ming." Ye Hua said coldly with a smile on his face.
The strong, bearded man shook his head and stared at a blue pill on the table in a wooden box with a look of regret on his face.
The rest of the Nascent Soul cultivators did the same, either shaking their heads and sighing, or showing regret.
"Why, you are all famous and powerful people in the Eternal Continent. Is it so difficult that you can't even take out one of these things?" Ye Hua said in a deep voice.
"It's not that I don't want to part with you, it's just that the items Brother Ye exchanged are hard to find. Each item is rare in the world." The woman in palace attire frowned and sighed.
When Ye Hua heard this, his heart sank and he was about to put these things away.
"Wait a minute, I happen to have a magic cloud crystal on my body." Dongfang Zimo said hesitantly.
"You?" Upon hearing this, an old Confucian glanced at Dongfang Zimo with contempt.
"Can I let Ye have a look?" Ye Hua stared at Dongfang Zimo with some excitement.
"Senior, wait a minute." Dongfang Zimo patted the storage bag, and an obsidian stone wrapped in coarse cloth was displayed in front of everyone.
Ye Hua grabbed the void with five fingers, couldn't wait to take the thing into his hand, and released a stream of spiritual energy to roll into the crystal.
"It's really the magic cloud crystal! But it doesn't seem to be pure." After Ye Hua was happy, he yelled a little disappointed.
"Forget it, it's better than nothing. You can pick any of these things and take them." After hesitating, Ye Hua put away the magic cloud crystal in his hand.
"Thank you, senior!" Dongfang Zimo was overjoyed, his eyes had already been fixed on a gold-page classic on the table, and he put it into his storage bag.
When Ye Hua saw this, he showed a look of surprise, then sneered and put away all the treasures on the table.
"Okay, which Taoist friend will show you what you want to trade next."
"Chen, come first!" The strong, bearded man shouted first. A ray of light flew out, and another batch of treasures appeared on the table.
Although Dongfang Zimo coveted the treasures of these Nascent Soul cultivators, he already had no treasures that he could take out, so he could only look at them eagerly.
Of course, it was impossible for Dongfang Zimo to exchange those magic weapons.
As for the previous Demonic Cloud Crystal, it was Dongfang Zimo who happened to find this strange crystal from the remains of Master Demonic Flame when he obtained the Demonic Soul Flame.
When it was the turn of a man wearing a purple robe, he displayed dozens of different elixirs at once.
"The poor Taoist's request is very simple. In exchange, he can exchange elixirs of the same grade, or pay enough spiritual stones." After the purple-robed Taoist priest finished speaking, he looked towards the things in front of him.
When Dongfang Zimo heard this, his heart moved. If he could use the spirit stone, it would be easy to talk.
"Could this pill be the Taichu Yuanxian Pill that can increase the chance of Nascent Soul breakthrough?" Dongfang Zimo asked excitedly, pointing to a pill that exuded golden aura.
"My dear friends, this is the elixir that Golden elixir monks dream of." The purple-robed Taoist priest stroked his beard and nodded.
"I wonder how many spiritual stones your senior plans to sell?"
"Forty-seven thousand spiritual stones."
"This... okay! This junior wants the Taichu Immortal Yuan Pill." Dongfang Zimo hesitated for a moment, then finally gritted his teeth and handed over a large bag of spiritual stones.
"I didn't expect that my little friend still has some wealth. Let's take this elixir." The purple-robed Taoist priest looked at the spiritual stones with some surprise, chuckled lightly, and handed the elixir to Dongfang Zimo.
"Thank you, senior!" Dongfang Zimo held the elixir in his hand, and after making sure it was correct, he put it back into a wooden box that emitted a cyan light and put it away.
Although Dongfang Zimo's actions attracted the attention of some Nascent Soul cultivators, they did not take him seriously and quickly moved on to the next round.
The trade fair lasted for one day, and when the last man in black collected the treasures on display, the main trade fair came to an end.
"It seems that all the fellow Taoists have gained something, hehe!" Ye Hua laughed solemnly.
"Since the trade fair has passed, I will no longer stay here. Fellow Taoists, we will see you later." An old man with disheveled hair said coldly, about to leave this place.
"Wait! Fellow Daoist Qiu, why should you leave in a hurry?" Ye Hua suddenly changed his tone and said coldly.
"Huh? Brother Ye, what do you mean?" The old man with disheveled hair wrinkled his face and looked back at Ye Hua solemnly.
The rest of the people suddenly became alert and looked at each other in astonishment.
The whole scene suddenly fell into a weird atmosphere.