The other young masters from Hongze City were filled with excitement and anticipation.
Initially, they had felt a bit apprehensive.
After all, this was Tianchu City, a place teeming with experts, the Dark Martial Hall!
But now that they knew Young Master Bai had connections and backing within the Dark Martial Hall’s trading grounds, they couldn’t help but straighten their backs, appearing full of confidence.
It was as if they had returned to their own territory.
With the resourceful Young Master Bai around, what was there to fear?
...
There was a high platform in the underground trading grounds.
From here, one could overlook the entire panorama of the underground trading grounds.
A young man in his early twenties, clad in golden robes, stood with one hand behind his back, his eyes sharp as an eagle’s scanning the entire venue.
His aura was powerful.
These golden robes signified an extraordinary status within this underground trading ground.
He noticed many people.
He also noticed the two women, Hua Yue and Su Long, who were outstanding in both appearance and figure.
However, he was not in the mood to admire them at the moment.
A shadow of worry loomed between his brows.
Without turning his head, he asked, "Young Master Mo Xie still refuses to see me?"
A subordinate behind him respectfully replied, "Replying to the Deputy Guardian, Young Master Mo Xie still says he is too busy to see you."
The worry on the golden-robed young man's face deepened.
In a day or two, the Dark Martial Assembly would officially commence.
By then, rescuing Ji Hong would be as difficult as climbing to heaven.
...
In the tavern on the edge of the Dark Martial Hall.
Time ticked by, second by second.
Ling Fan sat cross-legged on the ground, his aura surging, endless five-colored true qi flowing, sometimes turning dark green, sometimes reverting to five-colored radiance.
However, the fluctuations from this cultivation were contained by the Samsara Divine Cauldron, not leaking out.
After an unknown period of time,
Ling Fan suddenly opened his eyes with a snap. It was as if two bolts of lightning had flashed through the void, illuminating the entire room for an instant.
A wisp of dark green martial true qi emerged from his fingertip.
It appeared slender, yet only Ling Fan knew that this thin wisp of true qi, seemingly fragile, was as condensed as a steel wire.
Within this small amount of true qi was hidden an unimaginably powerful force.
The Primordial True Qi had been successfully converted in its initial stage.
From then on, he only needed to continuously refine various attributes of true qi, even saber energy, sword energy... His Primordial True Qi would grow into a towering tree.
"I should go to the Dark Martial Hall's underground trading grounds to see if there's anything good suitable for refining the Primordial Pill."
Ling Fan stood up and headed towards the area of the Dark Martial Hall.
Leaving the tavern, Ling Fan hired a carriage, which ambled along the street.
Suddenly, a commotion of horses rearing and falling was heard from behind.
Three majestic Green Phosphor Demonic Horses were pulling an incredibly luxurious carriage, charging forward in an overbearing manner.
The coachman Ling Fan had hired turned as pale as a sheet. With his considerable driving skills, he managed to control the frightened and trembling mortal horses.
He quickly pulled over to the side.
If they had been any slower, they would have likely been smashed to pieces by those three fierce demonic horses.
"Damn it! These people from the Dark Martial Hall are truly lawless, no one can control them!"
The coachman could only curse in a low voice.
Ling Fan, sitting in the carriage, asked indifferently, "Who is that?"
"Who else could it be but the masters from the underground trading grounds of the Dark Martial Hall!"
"Today, it was my good driving skills that saved my life. Normally, how many unfortunate souls are run over, injured, or killed by these guys!"
Just as Ling Fan was speaking with the coachman.
Inside the carriage that had just charged past, people were also conversing.
"Master Long Duo! Will that kid Liu Han be able to tell that these spiritual weapons of ours are fake!"
A middle-aged man wearing the blue steward attire of the underground trading grounds respectfully said to someone sitting opposite him.
Beneath their feet lay a huge treasure chest.
The person opposite him looked arrogant and impatient, saying, "Are you questioning my weapon forging skills! Hmph! Even if what I create is fake, it will absolutely be indistinguishable from the real thing!"
"That Liu Han is just a young man in his twenties, how could his mortal eyes discern any authenticity!"
"Let alone him, even if you brought a Yellow-tier weapon forging master here, they wouldn't be able to find any flaws."
The person called Master Long Duo said with full confidence.
"That's good, that's good! Master Long Duo's weapon forging skills are divine. In dealing with Liu Han this time, we are entirely relying on your masterful craftsmanship!"
"My Young Master Mo Xie has long disliked that Liu Han. Now, this Liu Han actually dares to defy my Young Master Mo Xie to save some bastard from the Ji family, he truly has a lot of nerve!"
"He is in charge of the specific affairs of the underground trading grounds. As long as this task is botched, Young Master Mo Xie will have an excuse to deal with him!"
The middle-aged man said triumphantly.
Master Long Duo chuckled, "You are truly loyal to Young Master Mo Xie. If this matter is handled well, you won't be short of benefits, right!"
The middle-aged man said with a solemn expression, "If we subordinates don't share our master's worries, what's the use of our master keeping us? As for whether our master rewards us, I dare not presume!"
Master Long Duo revealed a smile like an old fox, "It's your duty to serve your master. What about me?"
Steward Zeng quickly said, "Don't worry, all these spiritual weapons you've made are purchased at market price, and all the proceeds are yours! Our Young Master Mo Xie doesn't care about this little money; he just needs Liu Han to take the blame so that he has an excuse to deal with him!"
"Hahaha!"
The two looked at each other and laughed, each with their own hidden agenda.
This luxurious carriage soon drove into the Dark Martial Hall and entered the vast underground trading grounds.
And about a hundred meters behind this luxurious carriage, the carriage Ling Fan was in stopped.
Ling Fan alighted from the carriage, looking at the luxurious carriage that had disappeared ahead, lost in thought.
He had heard the conversation between the two clearly with his divine sense.
Young Master Mo Xie...
The Deputy Guardian of the Dark Martial Hall's underground trading grounds, Liu Han.
Ji Hong...
Ling Fan's gaze was distant, and then he also strode into the underground trading grounds.
...
On the tall building that overlooked the entire underground trading grounds.
The golden-robed young man stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an extraordinary presence.
He was Liu Han.
At a young age, he had already ascended to the high position of Deputy Guardian of the underground trading grounds, second only to the Guardian in the underground trading grounds.
He could be said to have achieved success at a young age.
"Deputy Guardian Liu! I have brought Master Long Duo here."
Steward Zeng bowed respectfully to the young man in front of him.
"Oh, so it's Master Long Duo! A pleasure to meet you."
Liu Han nodded slightly towards Master Long Duo and cupped his hands.
Even the Dark Martial Hall had to treat a Yellow-tier weapon forging master with courtesy.
"Deputy Guardian, as I told you before, Master Long Duo has recently crafted a batch of standard Yellow-tier high-grade spiritual weapons. These spiritual weapons can be mass-produced in small batches, and major powers in Tianchu City are scrambling to acquire them."
"Fortunately, I have a close relationship with Master Long Duo, and after much effort, Master Long Duo has finally agreed to prioritize supplying this batch of spiritual weapons to our underground trading grounds."
"Deputy Guardian, Master Long Duo is showing great sincerity. He has brought all of this batch of spiritual weapons. If this deal is successful, it will be a great contribution to the Dark Martial Hall!"
"At that time, with this single merit, even if you make any requests to the Dark Martial Hall, will the higher-ups still refuse?"
Steward Zeng spoke with great animation.
Liu Han had initially been cautious, but upon hearing Steward Zeng say that this was a great contribution that could be used to make requests to the Dark Martial Hall, he couldn't help but be somewhat moved!
He was already worried about how to rescue Ji Hong.
If he could exchange this for Ji Hong's life, it would be even better!