Chapter 8:

The Spring City where Chu Qianxun is located is in the northwestern region of the continental plate.
It is said that the earliest lord of the city was a great master of the plant system, so the vegetation inside and outside the town is dense, with flowers blooming from time to time. It is a rare oasis in this arid area, and it is named Spring.
From here on to the north, vegetation gradually became scarce, land desertification was serious, and large-scale Gobi and deserts gradually appeared.
At this moment, in the lush spring city, in the messy tube building, Chu Qianxun fiddled with the bag of emerald-like green magic seeds on the table. Ye Peitian's shot almost didn't scare her to death, so she looked small. A bag of magic seeds is so valuable that it can drive almost any saint in this city crazy.
For a Tier 4 saint like Chu Qianxun, if he wants to improve his abilities, he needs to rely on taking Tier 4 magic seeds of the same tier in addition to continuously tempering himself in battle. If you need to upgrade from Tier 4 to Tier 5, you must take a Tier 5 magic seed with a higher level when the ability reaches a critical state.
Therefore, most of the currency circulating in the world are low-level magic seeds of the first and second tiers, and the higher-order magic seeds are more precious. As a must to improve combat ability, magic seeds are needed by many saints, and high-level magic seeds are often priceless.
The reason why the sleepless creature of the ninth rank that appeared near Spring City was able to attract the attention of the city lord Shengjie Huan, he did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to hire the help of the nearby major mercenary groups. Just go. Shengjie Huan is the highest-level saint in Spring City. He is already in the critical state of Tier 8 and is in urgent need of Tier 9 Demon Seed to improve his level. But even the Lord of a City like him, if he wants to obtain a Tier 9 Demon Seed, he has to do his best.
But Ye Peitian sent her such a bag of magic seeds, of which there were three ninth-order magic seeds, and the remaining lowest-rank was also above the seventh.
Any one of these magic seeds will be taken out in Spring City, and it will attract many bigwigs. For a small Tier 4 saint like Chu Qianxun, if he brought out such a magic seed to the market, not only would he not be able to obtain supplies, he would only bring himself to death.
Chu Qianxun felt that Ye Peitian's original intention to send her the Demon Seed might be to see her financial embarrassment, but at the moment she was a little dumbfounded, and she didn't know whether to say that this person was careful or too incomprehensible. She felt the sadness that she was carrying a huge amount of money but couldn't use it, and carefully collected these high-level magic seeds and hid them in the most secret corner of the house.
Lying on the bed and rolling around with the pillow, Chu Qianxun felt a little depressed. He was clearly sitting on Jinshan Yinshan, but he still could only eat chaff and clinking poor.
This Ye Peitian really didn't know what kind of person he was.
Chu Qianxun hugged the pillow and looked at Xia Xuanyue outside the window.
I don't know where he is and what he is doing right now.
From Chuncheng all the way to the northwest, vegetation is reduced, the surface is dry, coarse sand and gravel cover the ground, and endless deserts appear.
In the center of the barren desert, there is a castle made of yellow sand.
The castle is very large, with countless rooms and long corridors. At night, the candles in the castle are brilliant, and the whole castle is brightly lit.
The faint Xia Xuanyue hung in the dark night sky, and the lighted sand castle isolated in the vast desert seemed extremely small.
The bleak moonlight showered on the balcony of the castle, where the only active life in the castle stood. He leaned on the railing, lowered his head, looking at a cheap and shabby night lamp in his hand.
In the gleaming candlelight, that little lamp was shining only a thin and unremarkable light.
The man's eyes did not move for a long time, and his faint eyes seemed to only see the light in his hand.
The power is in the sky, thousands of miles of yellow sand, a man hanging from a long tree, and a faint solitary lamp.
The long night passed, the horizon was slightly white, the night light flashed, and the light gradually faded.
The man who had been in the dark all night moved his stiff limbs, frowning tightly for such a small lamp that lost power.
On the edge of the Gobi Desert, there is a small base where humans gather, called Balang Base, which is adjacent to the desert, with the North Town with many powerful people to the east, and the prosperous Spring City to the south. Because of its remote location and sparse population, the small Balang base is somewhat isolated and peaceful. The only thing that worries the villagers here is the yellow sand castle that looms in the middle of the deserted sand.
That is the residence of the human demon Ye Peitian.
For the residents of these small towns whose information is closed, Ye Peitian is just a term that occasionally appears in the newspaper. When someone saw the yellow sand castle appear from a distance in the desert, their small base also had a panic. But as the days passed slowly, they found that the legendary devil had not brought much change to their lives, but since the attack on him, nearby monsters and even bandits had disappeared because of his stationing. Instead, it became a small base where survival was relatively easy during the wasteland period.
On this day, not long after dawn, the morning market in the town had just begun.
A figure appeared at the entrance of the bazaar. He was tall and thin, with slightly curly hair covering his pale skin. His expression was cold, and he drove straight into the town in the cold morning mist.
The middle-aged woman who had just brought out the dustpan was so frightened that she lost the dustpan in her hand, covered her child's mouth, and walked back into the house a few steps.
The salesman who was shouting and peddling goods saw that face, like a chicken whose neck was pinched, his high-pitched voice was dumb at that moment, and he squatted behind the shelf in horror.
The five-big and three-thick vegetable vendor lost the leaf in his hand and hid in a panic in the alley behind him.
Pedestrians along the way scrambled and scattered, avoiding the young man who entered the town casually.
That face that looks listless has been published countless times on the headlines of human newspapers. His "great achievements" can even stop children crying at night.
Lao Hu, the owner of the grocery store, was shivering behind the counter. On his counter was a glass jar filled with colorful candies. These expensive commodities were used by him to decorate the facade, and the whole jar was polished to reveal to others. At this moment, he only wished he could put away this conspicuous jar, for fear that it would attract the attention of the great devil.
There was a slight snoring on the counter, and Old Husser shrank and raised his eyes carefully.
A figure stood in front of his counter with the light behind his back. The face was pale, and now it was thick jet black. The messy curly hair half covered his eyebrows, with a frightening cold look.
Lao Hu's legs were weak, and his heart was almost bursting with fright.
It's over, I'm over, he thought in horror.
The sound of knocking on the counter rang again.
"This, battery."
He heard a low, hoarse voice.
The devil is talking to him. The desire to survive made him resist the horror in his heart and raised his head tremblingly.
A cheap and shabby night light was pinched between his pale and slender fingers, which was stuck on his mottled countertop.
Old Hu finally understood.
The famous monsters are asking him for the battery of this toy-like thing.
"Wait...wait a moment, please wait a moment."
This lamp uses a small round battery the size of a button, which is not sold in his shop.
In order not to anger the murderous emperor of Huangsha, he turned his mind sharply and turned over several children's toys from the golden age from the piles of waste in the shop.
Lao Hu hurriedly opened the outer packaging of those toys, unplugged the battery gasket, and took out the battery inside.
He put several batteries that had been confirmed to have electricity on a small tray, shaking his hands over his head, and carefully placed them on the counter.
He still shrank behind the counter, secretly peeking at the horrible existence.
From his point of view, only those white and slender fingers could be seen, as if they were treating some kind of treasure, carefully opened the back cover of the night light and replaced the electromagnetic.
After the electromagnet was switched on, the lamp came on to cater to Old Hu Cheng's fearful heart.
The corners of the pale mouth of the human demon seemed to be slightly raised.
All the people who hid in the dark peeked breathed a faint sigh of relief in their hearts.
There was a sound of Gu Lulu from Lao Hu's tray, and it seemed that there was a slight breeze.
After a while, he raised his head cautiously. The man standing in front of the counter had disappeared. A glass jar on the counter was opened, and there seemed to be a bag of candy missing.
On the empty tray, a bright green magic seed was rolling.
A sixth-order magic seed!
Old Hu trembling hands, he reached out in disbelief and picked up the emerald green magic seed, glanced at the sun, and quickly hid in his arms.
His small grocery store, all the things in the entire store combined, are not worth this expensive high-end magic seed.
The Emperor Huangsha paid such a high price for a few batteries and a pack of candies, and Lao Hu could hardly believe his eyes.
With joy, he rubbed the magic seed in his arms across his clothes. He picked up a rag and wiped the glass jar with candy in front of the counter. Thanks to my cleverness, I put this conspicuous jar outside, otherwise there are so many grocery stores in town. How could this kind of good luck fall to oneself?
People hiding in the dark surrounded them,
"My God, Tier 6 Demon Seed."
"This shot is really generous, Lao Hu, you sent it."
"What am I talking about? Last time, this one appeared in our town and took the food from my stall, and he also gave a reward to the high-level magic seed."
"From this point of view, I like that he can come a few times more and also take care of my shop."
"Don't be silly, you don't want to think about who it is. If one hasn't been taken care of, and turned his face, our whole town is in danger."
"What is the danger? Now this world is not dangerous. Spring City looks prosperous, right? A Tier 9 monster appeared recently. That's a Tier 9 Fallen! The city lord brought the saints out of the city to fight for several days. I don’t know how many people will die. Isn’t they dangerous?"
People are excited, sighing, vigilant, and talking.
Ye Peitian walked slowly on the Gobi Desert outside the town, accompanied by the yellow sand. The gravel-covered ground rustled with his steps.
He opened the pack of candies in his hand. The pack of candies is beautifully packaged with bright colors. Each candies are printed with beautiful patterns and sprinkled with a layer of white icing. It looks high-end and delicate, very delicious and attractive. .
Compared to the dark yellow rock candy I ate last time, it looks much better.
Ye Peitian put one in his mouth and held it slowly, always feeling that the taste in his mouth was not right. No matter how you eat, there is no such thrilling sweetness.
He squeezed his thin lips in, where there seemed to be a little touch, and the finger was lightly rubbed unintentionally, putting incomparable sweetness into his mouth.
As the top powerhouse on the planet, his hearing is different from that of ordinary people. When he left, the talking voices of the residents of the town came into his ears intermittently.
Near Spring City, high-level monsters, most of the saints in the city are dispatched...
Ye Peitian's footsteps turned a corner unconsciously, and headed towards Spring City, where he had just returned from.