I Just Want to Cultivate Quietly and Farm-Chapter 309 - 198: Tier Six Soul-Devouring Spear (Part 2)

"Ah!"

Before Li Mu finished speaking, a Spirit Appraiser screamed as his hand was pierced by a Demon Wall.

Just as the Demon Spear was about to devour the Spiritual Essence Blood and break free from the restriction, Li Mu shouted angrily: "How dare you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Mu vanished from the spot, caught the Demon Spear with one hand, and a stream of Five Elements Spirit Fire poured out from his hand, completely suppressing it.

With a swoosh, Li Mu stored the Demon Spear in a Storage Compartment. This Demon Spear was the Lifebound Demon Artifact of the Nine Nether Demon Venerable, reaching Tier Six, with its Artifact Spirit possessing intense murderous and demonic nature.

Even though Li Mu set a restriction on it, he still couldn’t completely control it.

That’s right! A slight oversight led to it resisting and injuring someone the moment it found an opportunity.

"Are you alright? Quickly take this Healing Pill!" Li Mu took out a Pill Bottle and handed it to the injured Spirit Appraiser.

"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Zhang’s timely intervention, he should be fine! Xiaowan, quickly take Master Zhao down for treatment!" Lin Baoqing hurriedly instructed Wan’er.

Wan’er gladly obliged and left the VIP room with the support of another steward.

"The Tier Six Soul-Devouring Spear, if this old man is not mistaken, should be the renowned Magical Artifact of the Nine Nether Demon Venerable," an elderly and slender Spirit Appraiser with silver hair exclaimed with a glint in his eyes.

Li Mu’s expression changed slightly; he didn’t expect someone to recognize this spear and even reveal its specific origin.

"Elder Qian!" Lin Baoqing hurriedly interrupted and, seeing Li Mu’s displeased expression, quickly reassured him: "Fellow Daoist Li, do not worry, this matter will not be disclosed by our Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion. We are not like the Celestial Secret Pavilion, selling any information. We uphold strict confidentiality of our client’s information, and no transactions will be revealed."

Hearing this, Li Mu’s expression relaxed a bit. From his long association with the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion, he found no evidence of them betraying a client’s secrets.

Under Lin Baoqing’s leadership, the remaining nine Spirit Appraisers quickly completed the appraisal and valuation of all the Spiritual Artifacts and Spiritual Objects.

"So, will using them offset my batch of goods?"

Li Mu took a sip of Spirit Tea, put down the teacup, and asked Lin Baoqing with interest.

"It is more than enough! There’s still 8 million Middle Spirit Stones left. Fellow Daoist Zhang, are you going to release the entire batch?" Lin Baoqing, delighted, asked Li Mu with concern.

This transaction would double the profit on top of the existing base.

Lin Baoqing’s gaze towards Li Mu was filled with excitement, as if looking at the God of Fortune.

"Yes! Exchange them. With the remaining 8 million Middle Spirit Stones, help me exchange them for Purple Sun Jade and Taihua Moon Dew. I’ll return in seven days." Li Mu nodded with a smile, indicating his decision.

"No problem, I’ll arrange for the goods immediately!" Lin Baoqing replied with joy.

After about a quarter of an hour, Lin Baoqing handed two Storage Rings to Li Mu, containing all the high-tier Spiritual Objects he purchased, including various high-tier Spirit Plant Seeds and high-tier Demon Beast Hides.

Selling that batch of Demon Cultivator Spiritual Items fetched a price close to what Li Mu estimated in his heart. The Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion is grounded in integrity, so their acquisitions are trustworthy.

After settling the transaction and agreeing to return with another batch of goods in seven days, Li Mu left the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion.

Three months later, there would be an auction. Li Mu strolled around the Floating Harbor of Desolate Ancient City but didn’t find any worthy items and then left Desolate Ancient City alone.

After leaving Desolate Ancient City, Li Mu followed the map’s guidance and flew toward the location of Yin Yang Valley.

The Yin Yang Valley, about five hundred miles from Desolate Ancient City, is situated to the southeast, formed by the convergence of Celestial Pillar Peak, Snow Ridge Peak, and Taiyin Peak, encircling a Linggu.

This place is known for the dense concentration of Yin Yang Qi, and various peculiar Yin Yang phenomena occur here, hence the name Yin Yang Valley.

This Yin Yang Valley was renowned among the people of Desolate Ancient City, yet very few had been to this valley. It’s a perilous place, considered barren and void of Spirit Grass or rare treasures. Even Demon Beasts avoided it, leaving it a desolate place with great risk, and human cultivators rarely ventured there.

Li Mu advanced smoothly.

Two hours later, Li Mu flew into the outskirts of Yin Yang Valley, observing a sparse mountainous area, while the distant valley was shrouded in swirling grey and red qi, obscuring the situation within.

A series of eerie Yin Winds blew from up ahead, causing some flying Spirit Beasts to avoid the periphery of the Linggu.

As Li Mu continued flying forward, drawing closer to Yin Yang Valley, the vegetation became increasingly sparse until almost no forest or living beings could be seen.

Everywhere were barren mountain tops and dried-up riverbeds, resembling a desolate land.

Not yet reaching Yin Yang Valley and witnessing such desolation made Li Mu worried about his decision. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

As he ventured deeper, Li Mu could feel the surrounding Supreme Yin Power growing stronger.

The sky was covered in dense dark clouds, enveloping the land and not dispersing for a long time.

The ground now appeared greyish-black, giving the impression of having arrived in the Netherworld, causing a hint of surprise to flash across Li Mu’s face.

This valley is truly bizarre! Is it naturally formed by heaven and earth?

Though filled with doubts, Li Mu’s forward steps did not cease. Eventually, after flying for a long time, he finally saw a gray-black zone ahead, as if shrouded by a barrier.

Hovering in the sky several thousand feet high, Li Mu had not yet reached the true Yin Yang Valley. A gust of Yin Wind blew against him, a visible gray stream, slightly grazing his body with chilling Supreme Yin coldness.