Gold Devouring Insect

In the Market, a Square-faced Man was wandering around a stall, glancing occasionally towards the Hundred Treasures Pavilion. The man had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and an iron sword hung at his waist, making him look like a down-on-his-luck rogue cultivator.

He glanced at the items on the stall, seemingly examining them, but his peripheral vision kept glancing towards the entrance of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion.

The stall owner was a man wearing a straw hat with his trousers rolled up to his knees. He looked more like an old farmer than a cultivator. In fact, his eyes were full of brilliance, indicating that he was quite skilled in cultivation.

Seeing the Square-faced Man examining the items on the stall, he couldn't help but praise, "Fellow Daoist, you have a good eye. Look at this bottle; these are poisonous Poisonous Insect raised by the Five Poisons Sect."

"It can crawl into the soles of a person's feet and devour their flesh and blood."

The Square-faced Man was casually glancing at the items on the stall when he heard this, and he couldn't help but be taken aback. Looking at the bottle in his hand, he asked, "How come something from the Five Poisons Sect is here?"

The stall owner, wearing a straw hat and looking like an old farmer, lowered his voice and said, "You don't know yet, do you?"

He adopted a mysterious look, and seeing that he had piqued the interest of the person opposite him, he whispered, "The Five Poisons Sect sent people to attack the Red Cloud Sect, and many people died. This is an item belonging to a legitimate disciple of the Five Poisons Sect."

This Square-faced Man frequented the area around the Market; he was ruthless and clean in his dealings, and had never been exposed. With prices soaring in the Market these days, he had set his sights on those entering and leaving the Hundred Treasures Pavilion.

Chen Wang was young, and his clothes were not expensive, which suited his needs perfectly.

A hardworking and ambitious young man, who gritted his teeth and went to the Hundred Treasures Pavilion,

It couldn't be more perfect for him.

Therefore, while observing Chen Wang's movements, he strolled around the stall. Now, hearing the stall owner's words, he couldn't help but feel curious. The Five Poisons Sect was skilled in using poison, and the disciples had different methods, but each had their own expertise in poison.

He looked at the box in his hand. "How much is this?"

The stall owner wearing a bamboo hat said with an honest smile, "No bargaining, thirty spiritual stones."

"Thirty Spirit Stone?" The Square-faced Man's voice rose slightly. "That price is too high!"

I was just casually browsing this stall and asking about prices, but I never expected the owner to be so greedy! The stall owner, wearing a straw hat, laughed and said, "The price isn't expensive. Fellow Daoist, think about it: when someone is fighting, their opponent is completely focused, but suddenly an insect bites their foot and burrows into the sole. Does that mean they'll still be in the mood to cast Law Technique?"

"This is a great tool for murder, silencing witnesses, and for home and travel."

"Are thirty Spirit Stone still expensive?"

What he said seemed to make some sense, but the Square-faced Man frowned. "The Five Poisons Sect attacked the Red Cloud Sect, how did their items end up in your hands?"

The stall owner, wearing a straw hat, said in a serious tone, "We naturally go through legitimate channels, and everything we sell is absolutely in accordance with regulations. You can rest assured, fellow Daoist."

This Square-faced Man was no novice when it came to the Market. Hearing the stall owner say that, he knew that the thing must be of dubious origin. "These insects are too expensive, forget it."

The stall owner, wearing a straw hat, observed the man's expression and realized that he likely had some purchasing power.

He immediately began promoting another whistle, which appeared to be carved from bone and looked extremely smooth.

"This whistle can gather venomous snakes. When fighting an enemy, it can summon hundreds of venomous snakes. Oh my, just thinking about that scene makes my scalp tingle."

"How much?"

"Eighteen Spirit Stone."

"Too expensive."

Undeterred, the stall owner continued making recommendations.

The items the vendor introduced were of decent quality, but the prices were all a bit inflated.

He saw a bronze bottle, examined the insect inside, about the size of a thumb, with a metallic sheen, and his eyes lit up.

The stall owner, wearing a straw hat, immediately explained, "These are Gold Devouring Insect. They like to devour metal. If you feed them with your own blood for three days, they will recognize you as their master."

"If you really want it, how about I give you a discount?"

This Poisonous Insect is relatively rare even within the Five Poisons Sect. It grows slowly and requires a large amount of metal to be consumed.

These words moved the Square-faced Man.

Very few items from the Five Poisons Sect have been passed down, and their territory is not in this area, so they are not usually accessible. After some bargaining, they bought it for forty Spirit Stone.

Originally, I intended to make a quick and easy business here, but I ended up spending all the money I had.

After he left, the stall owner continued to sell to others.

Now it's not just him selling here; the belongings of the cultivators who died at the Pill Refining Peak — from the Five Poisons Sect, the Qin Family, and the Seven Stars Sect —are circulating in the Market. Moreover, the matter has spread quietly, and more and more people in the Market know about it. The Five Poisons Sect and other forces actually dared to launch a sneak attack on the Red Cloud Sect. However, the people died, and their belongings were divided up, with some even being secretly resold.

The Square-faced Man had been keeping a close eye on the movements of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion, but the young man hadn't emerged for quite some time.

"What exactly happened? Did they not go to the Hundred Treasures Pavilion to buy things, but instead went to find work?"

He was unaware that Hundred Treasures Pavilion already offered special services.

Therefore, they just felt something was strange, and even thought that Chen Wang was going to the Hundred Treasures Pavilion to apply for a job.

After a long while, the Square-faced Man became impatient. "Damn it, what's this kid doing in there?"

"So long!"

The Square-faced Man cursed under his breath.

"He'd have enough time to find two women, would he really need that much time to buy things inside?"

He paced back and forth, showing signs of impatience even for a patient cultivator who specialized in robbery.

"Could it be that he slipped out while I wasn't paying attention?"

However, he has great confidence in his professional skills.

After waiting for another half hour, the young man from before finally emerged from the Hundred Treasures Pavilion.

"Hold!"

He originally only intended to rob and kill, but now he was consumed by rage.

"Once we catch this kid, we'll have to torture him properly."

He couldn't help but curse inwardly.

This is because the sunk cost is too high. What was originally just a simple robbery turned into a waste of time for him to leave, and even more time was wasted if he stayed and kept watching.

At this moment, the Square-faced Man suppressed his anger.

After seeing the young man come out, they quietly followed him.

After Chen Wang left, Jiang Ning went to the elegant room in the Hundred Treasures Pavilion. At this time, Wang Qing was wearing a robe, covered in sweat, and had no strength to move.

Jiang Ning frowned. "Why is it taking so long? He's one of our valued clients. Don't use those methods of sexual enhancement on him. Be careful, or the steward will blame you. You can't afford to take the blame."

Jiang Ning waited anxiously outside, fearing that the vixen might have evil intentions.

Wang Qing slowly opened her eyes and said weakly, "You're overthinking it."

However, her voice was extremely hoarse, completely different from her soft and sweet voice just now.

Jiang Ning was taken aback. "What's wrong with your throat?"

Wang Qing did not explain.

At this moment, the alluring and graceful female cultivator looked utterly exhausted.

Jiang Ning was not an aggressive person; on the contrary, he had a very gentle personality. He had simply been worried about this valuable client, and seeing Wang Qing so tired, he went to help her.

She then noticed that the bed sheet was soaked.

Jiang Ning blushed instantly and couldn't help but spit lightly.