I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Chapter 906: Chapter 383: Seventh-order Spirit Vein, Manifestation of the Divine Bow_3

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His gaze changed dramatically, but he also knew that now was not the time to consider these things, so he hid his emotions.

“Yes, this is the Dark Moon Clan’s Divine Bow, which I acquired not long ago on the Void Battlefield, with absolutely no complications to follow, please rest assured, Manager Yun.”

Han Yi briefly explained.

“Please, Manager Yun, give an appraisal.”

Yun Bo, sensing that Han Yi was not inclined to speak of matters relating to the Void, did not press further. After pondering for a moment, he named his price.

“This Dark Moon Divine Bow, made of extremely special materials, ranks as a lower-grade Spiritual Treasure. Although it is less esteemed in rank, its power is formidable, making it thirty percent more precious than ordinary lower-grade Spiritual Treasures in the Immortal Realm.”

“I would price it at one thousand one hundred top-grade Spirit Stones, what do you think, Wang?”

“At this price, within the fifth area of Immortal Trading Palace, no second shop would offer such a fair deal. I can assure you of that on behalf of Qingyang Sect,” he declared confidently.

Han Yi was satisfied with the response; Yun Bo’s offer was ten percent higher than his own estimate, which was indeed fair.

Following that,

he waved his hand lightly, and thirteen more Dark Moon Divine Bows of the same design appeared on the table.

Yun Bo wasn’t surprised; such Divine Bows, even among lower-grade Spiritual Treasures, belonged to the middle category, typically wielded by Seventh-order Warriors of the Dark Moon Clan.

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This Wang Lin, being a Spirit Transformation cultivator, wouldn’t find it too difficult to slay fourteen Dark Moon Clan Warriors equivalent to Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators in the Immortal Realm.

And over the past thousands of years, Qingyang Pavilion had received numerous Dark Moon Divine Bows, so appraising them had become second nature to him.

Out of professional diligence, Yun Bo still examined each of the thirteen bows thoroughly and was inwardly surprised to find not a single one damaged.

An undamaged Divine Bow implied that Wang Lin had killed the Dark Moon Clan Warriors almost instantaneously, granting them not even a moment to react, let alone destroy their bows.

After the appraisal, Han Yi put away the bows and took out seventeen lower-grade Spiritual Treasure level Dark Moon Divine Bows from his Qiankun Ring. These bows were overtly superior in quality to the previous fourteen and could be considered the pinnacle of lower-grade Spiritual Treasures.

This time, Yun Bo was truly shocked.

The seventeen lower-grade Spiritual Treasure level Dark Moon Divine Bows, by his estimation, should belong to Eighth-order Dark Moon Clan Warriors, and all were undamaged.

That meant, this Wang Lin had faced warriors equivalent to Spirit Transformation Stage Cultivators at the Dark Moon Sky Nexus and had almost instantaneously killed them.

This was terrifying.

But before he could recover from his shock, Han Yi, in a no-nonsense manner, took out sixty-eight bows of a darker hue.

This time, the bows prompted Yun Bo to stand up abruptly.

“Middle-grade, middle-grade Spiritual Treasure.”

“So many…”

“Wang, you couldn’t have plundered the Dark Moon Clan’s treasury, could you?”

Han Yi gave no response, knowing Yun Bo’s words were purely indicative of his shock, as his gaze remained fixed on the sixty-eight middle-grade Spiritual Treasures.

However, Han Yi didn’t stop there; he continued to pull out seventeen more Spiritual Treasures from his Qiankun Ring—their deep color suggesting a chilling effect potent enough to stiffen one’s Divine Soul.

Upper-grade Spiritual Treasures.

With the appearance of the seventeen upper-grade Spiritual Treasure level Divine Bows, the room was suddenly pervaded with a profound, dark aura that made Yun Bo, who had stood up, instinctively step back a few paces.

“Upper, upper-grade?”

“This…”

His face now bore not only shock but also horror, and in his eyes looking at Han Yi, there was now a mixture of caution and awe.

He naturally knew that Han Yi had not actually broken into the Dark Moon Clan’s treasury, but the fact that he had survived leaving the Immortal Castle and presented so many Spiritual Treasures, including seventeen upper-grade ones, greatly elevated Han Yi’s status in his mind, marking him as unprecedentedly powerful and mysterious.

Seventeen peak lower-grade Spiritual Treasures, sixty-eight middle-grade Spiritual Treasures, and seventeen upper-grade Spiritual Treasures—the owner of these bows was undoubtedly an Eighth-order Dark Moon Clan Warrior, and a strong one at that. The middle-grade and upper-grade Divine Bows would most likely have been held by the later stages of the Eighth order.

In other words, this Wang Lin had, in the Void, slain nearly a hundred at the level of Spirit Transformation, including over eighty in the later stages.

Does this imply his combat prowess matches that of a Peak Transformation God, maybe even nearing that of a Half-Immortal?

Hiss!

At this thought, Yun Bo took a deep breath; his attitude toward Han Yi had changed completely from just a few minutes before.

“Wang, please wait a moment.”

“With such Spiritual Treasures, I cannot make all the decisions. I will send a message to my sect immediately, so that the elders can come at once.”

Han Yi nodded and settled back into his seat, while Yun Bo went to the back of the Immortal Shop to use a special device to contact Qingyang Sect.

In truth, Han Yi’s Qiankun Ring held not just seventeen but twenty-seven upper-grade Spiritual Treasure level Divine Bows, and even one top-grade Divine Bow.

But he had not sold all of them. Having offered up a total of one hundred sixteen bows, he had already obtained enough to pay for the Spirit Vein, with a significant amount of Spirit Stones left for his future cultivation.

As for the remaining ten upper-grade Divine Bows and the one top-grade Divine Bow, his plan was to keep some for emergencies and to place the rest in the Xuandan Sect to strengthen the sect’s foundation.

Half an hour later,

an elder of the Peak Spirit Transformation stage from Qingyang Sect arrived at the Immortal Trading Palace via the Transmission Array and entered Qingyang Pavilion.

Another ten minutes passed,

and a gaunt, sullen young man emerged from Qingyang Pavilion, holding a silver Age Candle token in hand, and teleported away.

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