Published: February 24, 2025
Tan Yun, seeing the desires of the crowd stirred up, looked both surprised and pleased, and quickly said, “Brothers and sisters, I have 118 Low-Grade Wind Soul Springs, 56 Mid-Grade, 29 High-Grade, and 11 Supreme Wind Soul Springs here.”
Before Tan Yun could finish speaking, hundreds of male and female disciples dressed in the attire of the Wind Thunder Lineage shouted excitedly from the crowd, “Wind Soul Springs, I want them!”
“I have them too…”
The clamor of over a hundred voices immediately annoyed the disciples from other lineages, who shouted back:
“What are you shouting about? Is this only a place for your Wind Thunder Lineage?”
“Exactly, shut up already!”
“……”
Tan Yun looked at everyone and clasped his fists, saying, “Brothers and sisters, please don’t shout. I will let everyone know all the Soul Springs before we officially start trading.”
Upon hearing this, the crowd gradually calmed down, and every word Tan Yun spoke thereafter deeply shocked their hearts!
“Brothers and sisters, aside from the Wind Soul Springs, I also have 324 Low-Grade Ancient Soul Springs, 143 Mid-Grade, 55 High-Grade, and 16 Supreme.”
“177 Low-Grade Light Soul Springs, 89 Mid-Grade, 48 High-Grade, and 10 Supreme.”
“213 Low-Grade Time Soul Springs, 114 Mid-Grade, 71 High-Grade, and 15 Supreme.”
As soon as Tan Yun finished speaking, the crowd of over a thousand erupted!
“Are you kidding me? Where did you get so many?”
“Yeah! You look like a ragged disposable disciple from mining Spirit Mines. Where did you gather so many Soul Springs?”
“……”
Amidst the shouts of disbelief from the other disciples, Tan Yun did not admit to being a disposable disciple mining Spirit Stones. Instead, he said, “How could a disposable disciple like me have so many Soul Springs? In fact, these Soul Springs were given to me by a senior brother to trade and sell.”
“My senior brother instructed me not to reveal his name.”
Upon hearing this, the crowd understood. After all, how could a disposable disciple possess so many Soul Springs?
Tan Yun continued, “I still need to process these Soul Springs and report back to my senior brother, so time is tight. I ask those with fire seeds to line up first to exchange for the Soul Springs.”
Soon, six women and five men stepped out from the crowd and formed a line.
At the front of the line was a female disciple from the Danmai. With a flip of her hand, a chilling aura enveloped her, and a one-foot-high blue flame ignited in her right hand.
She faced Tan Yun and said, “This is a Low-Grade Spirit Level fire seed: Blue Ice Cold Flame, worth over five million Low-Grade Spirit Stones.”
“Brother, your Wind Soul Springs are priced at 300,000 Low-Grade for a Low-Grade, 600,000 for a Mid-Grade, 900,000 for a High-Grade, and 1,300,000 for a Supreme.”
“I will trade you four Supreme Wind Soul Springs for the Blue Ice Cold Flame.”
The levels of fire seeds correspond to the levels of magic treasures. Above the Spirit Level are the Treasure Level, Sub-Respect Level, Respect Level, Sub-Saint Level, and Saint Level…
Tan Yun looked at the Blue Ice Cold Flame, suppressing his excitement. Then, with a flick of his fingers, the Qiankun Ring shimmered, and four Supreme Wind Soul Springs appeared before the female disciple.
As everyone knows, a Low-Grade Soul Spring only shows a hazy surface color.
A Mid-Grade Soul Spring reveals solid particles inside.
A High-Grade Soul Spring displays liquid soul power within.
A Supreme Soul Spring contains a wisp of wandering soul.
The female disciple from the Danmai immediately recognized that the four Wind Soul Springs before her were indeed Supreme.
With a wave of her hand, the Supreme Wind Soul Springs soared into the Qiankun Ring.
“Brother, be careful as the Blue Ice Cold Flame is extremely low in temperature,” she said, handing the Blue Ice Cold Flame to Tan Yun.
“Thank you for the reminder.”
In her astonished gaze, Tan Yun took the Blue Ice Cold Flame without changing his expression. He pretended to appraise it before placing it into the Qiankun Ring.