Sky Demon Oracle Bone

Sky Demon Oracle Bone

A peculiar smile graced Qin Wentian's face as he heard Moon's question. She observed his enigmatic expression and couldn't help but inquire, "And what about you? You're remarkably skilled in weapon forging, but how's your combat prowess? Many Heaven Chosen will gather at the Sacred Battle Platform to witness the showdown between Di Shi and Qin Wentian. Will you be there?"

Qin Wentian chuckled, a hint of mischief dancing in his eyes, as he replied, "I think so. However, before that, I need to pay a visit to the Flying Immortal Tower."

Moon raised an inquisitive brow. "With the vast quantity of top-tier fourth-ranked divine weapons you've prepared, what exactly do you intend to exchange?" She remembered Qin Wentian asking her about the best place to trade for unique treasures in the Royal Sacred City, and she had directed him to the Flying Immortal Tower.

The Sacred Royal City boasted the largest transaction grounds in the Royal Sacred Region, each affiliated with various powers. The Flying Immortal Tower, with its rock-solid foundation, was one of them. It was said that as long as you could pay the price, the Flying Immortal Tower could procure whatever item you desired.

Qin Wentian's answer sent shivers down Moon's spine. Ordinary individuals might not be familiar with it, but as a weaponsmith, she couldn't help but recognize the legendary Sky Demon Oracle Bone. This material was rumored to be capable of forging a Fiendgod Armor, making it the ultimate choice for crafting defensive-attributed divine weapons.

"Obtaining the Sky Demon Oracle Bone won't be easy, even with many divine weapons for trade," Moon whispered in disbelief.

"Mhm, that's why I intend to trade for powdered Sky Demon Oracle Bone," Qin Wentian replied, his expression somewhat rueful. At this stage of his cultivation, using powdered Sky Demon Oracle Bone would suffice to advance his fiendgod physique.

Moon frowned. "I don't quite understand your intentions. When can you visit the Flying Immortal Tower? I can accompany you

In the heart of the Royal Sacred City, there stood a solitary building known as the Flying Immortal Tower, surrounded by several pavilions. On this particular day, a group of young men gathered at the tower's entrance. One of them waved his hand, sending a precious treasure soaring into the tower. He spoke with a firm tone, "I wish to exchange this for a pair of twin spears. They must be top-grade, fourth-ranked, and possess both offensive and defensive attributes."

"Very well. Return tomorrow to claim your desired weapons," a voice echoed from within the Flying Immortal Tower, sealing the deal.

Next in line, another individual offered a valuable item, seeking to exchange it for a rare fourth-ranked medicinal pill.

"These folks are from the Cold Slaughter Sect," murmured the onlookers as they observed the group below the tower.

"Yes, the one who traded for the twin spears is Xue Yunfan of the Cold Slaughter Sect. He's a renowned Heaven Chosen and exceptionally powerful," someone commented. In the vast expanse of the Royal Sacred Region, countless Heaven Chosen existed, some powerful but relatively unknown to the general populace.

Meanwhile, a different group of young cultivators approached, emanating an aura of greatness.

"Why is Wang Yunfei here too? I heard he plans to challenge Qin Wentian on the Sacred Battle Platform. I wonder if he's well-prepared." The crowd's attention shifted as they noticed the leading figure. Wang Yunfei was famous not only for his martial talent but also for his exceptional skills in weapon forging and divine inscriptions.

Following closely behind Wang Yunfei was an unassuming man in a conical hat. However, his sharp, glinting eyes hinted at his concealed prowess.

This mysterious figure was none other than Qin Wentian. He had crossed paths with Wang Yunfei before, and as he approached the group from behind, he couldn't help but feel a bit puzzled by their presence. Nevertheless, he didn't dwell on it and continued on his way.

Shortly thereafter, Wang Yunfei and his companions reached the Flying Immortal Tower. Xue Yunfan regarded Wang Yunfei and asked with a hint of curiosity, "Wang Yunfei, is there truly something you lack? Everyone knows that weaponsmiths are usually quite wealthy."

Wang Yunfei cast a glance at Xue Yunfan before turning his attention to the Flying Immortal Tower. With a confident gesture, he sent over ten divine weapons soaring into the tower. These weapons emitted a radiant, awe-inspiring glow, leaving the spectators in awe of their quality. Wang Yunfei's trade items were undoubtedly extraordinary.

"I'm trading all of them for Sky Demon Oracle Bone powder," Wang Yunfei declared with determination.

In the heart of the bustling marketplace, the resounding voice of the Flying Immortal Tower pierced through the clamor. "Come back in three days for your item," it declared, its tone carrying an air of mystery and anticipation. Wang Yunfei, a young man with a determined look, nodded in acknowledgment. Such encounters were not uncommon in this place, where treasures and secrets intermingled, and today, it held the promise of the elusive bone powder of the Sky Demon Oracle Bone.

Curiosity sparked within the onlookers, including Xue Yunfan, who couldn't hide his intrigue. "What armor are you planning to forge? To think that you would require the bone powder of the Sky Demon Oracle Bone," he inquired, a glimmer of interest dancing in his eyes. Behind him, Qin Wentian, a figure known for his stoicism, also wore a puzzled expression. Little did they know that Wang Yunfei's intentions for these rare materials extended beyond armor; it was the art of weapon forging that fueled his ambitions.

As if drawn by the enigmatic turn of events, Qin Wentian approached with a calculated stride. He raised his hand, and an astonishing display unfolded before the gathered crowd. Divine weapons of unparalleled brilliance radiated blinding light, a spectacle that left bystanders awestruck. The audacity of this man, concealed beneath a conical bamboo hat, was evident. His actions exuded an air of dominion that sent ripples through the assembly.

Without missing a beat, Qin Wentian issued a command, his voice carrying an air of authority. "Change all of them into the bone powder of the Sky Demon Oracle Bone." The declaration plunged the surroundings into an abrupt silence. Then, like a storm on the horizon, a formidable presence of celestial power swept over the area. It was the discerning gaze of a Celestial Phenomenon Ascendant, a safeguard against any potential fraud or identity confusion during future transactions.

Wang Yunfei's gaze locked onto Qin Wentian, his eyes sharp with curiosity. "Sir, why do you need so much bone powder of the Sky Demon Oracle Bone?" he ventured cautiously. "Isn't it a little too extravagant for weapon creation?"

Qin Wentian's response was measured, a mere glance that conveyed volumes. In the absence of definitive knowledge about Qin Wentian's identity, Wang Yunfei wisely refrained from pressing further. Yet, within the recesses of his thoughts, he couldn't help but marvel at the man who had offered a plethora of top-tier fourth-ranked divine weapons in exchange. Moreover, beneath the conical bamboo hat, Qin Wentian was likely no more than a Heavenly Dipper Sovereign, or so Wang Yunfei assumed.

The voice from the Flying Immortal Tower interrupted their silent contemplation. "Please wait a moment," it implored, an undertone of uncertainty lingering in its words. The supply of bone powder needed to be verified, ensuring that it would suffice for all prospective trades. In that fleeting moment, Wang Yunfei's inquisitive gaze remained locked onto Qin Wentian, wondering about the true purpose behind his extravagant demand.

Acknowledging the tower's request, Qin Wentian nodded before taking his leave. He didn't exit the transaction grounds but instead meandered through the bustling market, scouring for additional materials to complement his quest. After all, his inventory still brimmed with divine weapons, each a valuable bargaining chip in his pursuit. The allure of Yuan Meteor Stones and other cultivation resources kept him in perpetual search, for who could ever possess enough divine weapons? In this realm of mystique and wonder, there was always room for another treasure, another secret, waiting to be unveiled.

Three days had passed since the intriguing encounter at the Flying Immortal Tower, and Qin Wentian found himself once again standing before its enigmatic facade. However, this time, he was not alone. To his surprise, Wang Yunfei and Xue Yunfan were already present, their eyes fixed on him as if they had been eagerly awaiting his arrival. A subtle tension hung in the air, and Qin Wentian couldn't help but notice the sharp glint in their gazes.

"I'm here to claim the bone powder from our transaction," Qin Wentian declared with an air of determination, breaking the silence that had enveloped them.

"Come forth," the voice from within the tower beckoned, and Qin Wentian approached the transaction window. A discreet hand extended an interspatial ring to him. Qin Wentian accepted it, his fingers trembling with anticipation as he inspected its contents. He couldn't help but silently lament the astonishing value of the bone powder of the Sky Demon Oracle Bone. Despite the plethora of divine weapons he had offered in exchange, the quantity of bone powder acquired seemed disappointingly meager.

Wang Yunfei received a summons next, and a voice addressed him with a tone that carried a hint of apology, "You may proceed as well, but please be aware that the amount may be slightly less. We will return any excess divine weapons to you."

These words, while adhering to the Flying Immortal Tower's protocol, cast a shadow of displeasure over Wang Yunfei's countenance. It was an established rule: if the tower promised something, they would undoubtedly deliver on their commitment. However, they operated on a principle of favoring the most advantageous offer. If someone else came forth with a superior trade, they took precedence. And if the pledged quantity fell short, the tower simply returned the surplus goods. In this transaction, Qin Wentian's offer of divine weapons had far eclipsed Wang Yunfei's, hence his priority.

But just as Qin Wentian prepared to exit, Wang Yunfei called out to him, bringing him to a halt. Intrigued, Qin Wentian paused, allowing Wang Yunfei to propose, "I'm willing to pay double for the bone powder. What do you say?"

Qin Wentian's response was a curt rejection, "No, thank you," before resuming his departure.

Beside Xue Yunfan, one of his companions flashed a sly grin and added, "Brother Wang, you heard what he said, didn't you?"

Wang Yunfei redirected his gaze toward Xue Yunfan's group, his expression clouded with understanding. There were clearly numerous experts among them, and Wang Yunfei discerned Xue Yunfan's intentions. Did he really believe he could manipulate Wang Yunfei? It was evident that this group had their sights set on Qin Wentian. They had even gone so far as to investigate his cultivation level. Wang Yunfei, however, had no interest in becoming a pawn in Xue Yunfan's game. He had no intention of being the one to test Qin Wentian's combat prowess.

True to his expectations, Xue Yunfan and his entourage sprang into action, encircling Qin Wentian as soon as Wang Yunfei made it clear he wouldn't be the one to provoke the situation. In this high-stakes encounter, the balance of power teetered on a knife's edge, and Qin Wentian's keen perception detected the presence of five individuals at the eighth level of Heavenly Dipper and three more at the ninth level. The tension in the air grew palpable, promising a confrontation that would leave its mark on this enigmatic realm.

The team assembled before them was a formidable force by any standard, a testament to their meticulous preparation and coordination.

Qin Wentian couldn't help but furrow his brow as he observed the approaching group. Their intent was palpable, and it was clear that they had singled him out for a reason. He decided to cut to the chase and confronted them with a frigid tone, "Is there something I can assist you with?"

Xue Yunfan, the apparent leader of this enigmatic group, responded with a steely resolve in his voice, "Leave that interspatial ring from the Flying Immortal Tower here." His demand was as blunt as it was audacious. He had personally witnessed Qin Wentian exchange a substantial quantity of divine weapons for it, and the value of the ring was undoubtedly astronomical, potentially worth hundreds of top-tier fourth-ranked divine weapons. As for Xue Yunfan, he possessed only two such weapons, which he had recently acquired from the Flying Immortal Tower.

Qin Wentian's response was swift and unyielding, "I'm afraid that's not possible."

A chilling aura emanated from Xue Yunfan, his eyes gleaming with a deadly glint as he fixed his gaze on Qin Wentian. The situation was rapidly escalating, and it was clear that Xue Yunfan was prepared to resort to violence.

"Why must you be so obstinate?" Xue Yunfan's voice dripped with menace, and the air around them grew increasingly oppressive. It was a daring move to engage in a daylight robbery within the confines of the Sacred Royal City, a place frequented by individuals with formidable backgrounds. Those who ventured to the Flying Immortal Tower for transactions were no ordinary citizens. Qin Wentian's true identity remained shrouded in mystery, but the sheer value of the items he possessed had drawn the attention of these audacious individuals from the Cold Slaughter Sect.

In an instant, Qin Wentian's figure flickered, propelling him into the heavens. Xue Yunfan's expression contorted as he unleashed the full might of his twin spears, their furious assault resembling a pair of enraged dragons surging forth, aiming to strike down their target with devastating force.

Undeterred, Qin Wentian extended his fingers, conjuring an ethereal torrent of sword intent that sliced through the sky like a vengeful tempest.

In that fateful moment, Xue Yunfan trembled uncontrollably, an overwhelming sensation of impending doom washing over him. He found himself ensnared in an abyss of relentless killing intent, his eyes reflecting sheer terror as he locked gazes with Qin Wentian.

And then, with a flick of Qin Wentian's fingers, the world seemed to shudder as the sound of a piercing, invisible blade resonated through the air. Xue Yunfan's lifeblood spurted forth from the center of his brow, his eyes filled with nothing but regret as he succumbed to the relentless, formless sword intent. In the blink of an eye, the confrontation had turned fatal, leaving a haunting silence in its wake, as the once-daring aggressor met his untimely demise.