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A Record of A Mortal's Journey to Immortality

Chapter 537: Message 📨

Published: September 2, 2025

Chapter 535: News

Below, the cultivators took turns pulling out their items. Sure enough, none were ordinary goods; almost all were rare treasures fit only for core formation stage cultivators. No wonder the secret market held this exchange meeting specifically.

Han Li watched coldly from the side, unimpressed. But these items stirred the emotions of the other cultivators, and the atmosphere gradually heated up.

When it was Han Li’s turn, he casually selected a few rare materials from sixth and seventh-level demonic beasts from his storage pouch and placed them on the table. Naturally, this drew surprised and admiring glances from the others.

In the blink of an eye, it was the turn of the last participant, a middle-aged cultivator with dark skin. He was one of only three mid foundation formation stage cultivators present.

The others looked at him with a bit more reverence.

At this moment, the man’s expression remained unchanged. He slowly reached into his clothes and casually placed two items on the table.

One was a palm-sized, dull copper piece; the other was a grayish-white bone about half a foot long, resembling an animal’s spine.

Most cultivators were momentarily stunned by these two items, unable to see what was special about them and eager to hear the man’s explanation.

But to everyone’s surprise, the middle-aged cultivator said slowly, “These two items, I only sell to those who know their value. Those without the fortune to appreciate them need not force it.” He then leaned back carelessly, eyes narrowing, and didn’t even glance at the beautiful female cultivator pressed closely beside him, leaving her somewhat awkward.

The others exchanged wordless looks.

Only Han Li and Yun Tianxiao’s expressions shifted slightly when they recognized the two items.

A strange expression flashed across Han Li’s face. Though the items were far from him, his powerful spiritual awareness swept over them, revealing the details clearly.

He paid little mind to the bone strip—though it wasn’t ordinary demonic beast material, it didn’t interest him much. But the copper piece sparked his curiosity. It was engraved with strange ancient characters, very similar to the ancient script on the beast-hide manuscript containing an unknown qi refining cultivation technique.

Could there be a connection?

Han Li had never been able to decipher those ancient characters.

As Han Li pondered this, Yun Tianxiao suddenly laughed heartily.

“Haha! I didn’t expect Brother Sun to be so bold as to bring out the spirit bone of an eighth-level demonic beast. I must admit, I’m tempted.” He glanced at the bone strip, jokingly.

The room suddenly grew quiet, then erupted in commotion.

This was the most valuable item so far.

An eighth-level demonic beast was a terrifying existence, and its spirit bone was a rare treasure for core formation stage cultivators.

Han Li’s heart stirred at this revelation. Could it be that this man actually knew news of eighth-level demonic beasts?

The cultivator surnamed Sun, seeing Yun Tianxiao recognize the bone’s origin, chuckled knowingly and exchanged a meaningful look but said no more.

The exchange meeting grew lively. Everyone’s faces revealed excitement they could hardly hide.

The accompanying female cultivators all stared at the items on the round tables, their faces flushed with desire.

Han Li glanced down at Wen Siyue in his arms and noticed the faint trace of envy in her eyes.

It seemed these items were irresistible to cultivators, regardless of gender.

At this moment, the fat old man spoke, explaining his exchange items and conditions.

“Heavenly Spirit Seeds for several spirit medicines over five hundred years old. Demonic beast cores require a spirit tendon from a seventh-level demonic beast in exchange. Of course, if someone offers enough spirit stones, I’ll also sell.” After seeing the rare items others had brought, much of his earlier arrogance had dissipated.

But when he mentioned wanting a spirit tendon, his gaze casually swept toward Han Li’s table, where coincidentally, a matching item lay.