Free Web NovelChapter 831: Chapter 569: Mythical Society, King of Poro_2
Qin Tian smiled and changed the subject: "Enough about me, how’s the Judgement Court lately? Elder Yun has safely returned, so I suppose your difficult days are finally coming to an end."
"Yes, indeed, we really owe it to you." Yang Ling put away his smile, his expression becoming solemn. "If you hadn’t detected the spies of the Evil God Society planted in the Imperial Capital in advance, and if you hadn’t entered the subspace alone to bring Elder Yun back safely after the incident, the Judgement Court would likely be severely weakened now."
Thinking of this, Yang Ling couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of relief.
The Imperial Capital is the heart of the Empire, and also its face. If the Evil God Society had indeed succeeded, wiping out the headquarters of the Dan Tower and abducting Yun Helian along with numerous pill masters, possibly involving more prominent figures of the Imperial Capital, the consequences would be unimaginable.
By then, the pressure and responsibility that the Judgement Court would have to endure would be dozens of times greater than now.
Even if it wouldn’t crumble, its status and influence in the Empire would surely plummet, never to regain its former glory. From this perspective alone, it’s not an exaggeration to say that Qin Tian is the savior of the Judgement Court.
"I heard that the two chiefs have prepared a generous gift for you, and they will personally give it to you when you return to the Imperial Capital," Yang Ling said with a smile appearing on his face.
"Oh? Then I really have something to look forward to," Qin Tian’s eyes shone brightly.
As they spoke, other members of the Mythical Society had already begun to arrive one after another.
The burly and mighty Giant God
The imposing and majestic God of War, Ares, clad in battle armor
The Sea King Poseidon, dressed in a blue robe, surrounded by a mist of water vapor
The peerlessly beautiful and graceful yet dignified Athena
And the shrewd-looking Taoist Duobao, holding a duster.
All seven core members of the Mythical Society were gathered.
"Old friends, shall we stick to our old habit of trading first, then discussing business?" Sea King Poseidon took the lead in speaking.
"Let me go first, this time, I have quite a lot of ’goods’." Taoist Duobao stepped forward and looked at the God of War, Ares. With a wave of his hand, countless weapons instantly piled up on one side of the hall, numbering over ten thousand, mostly long knives and spears-like close combat spiritual artifacts, glistening with a cold metallic sheen.
"Ares, these spiritual artifacts are specially crafted per your request. Each weapon contains Yin Sulfur Gold—this metal has a strong restraining effect on dragon-type creatures. Once it pierces the dragon’s body, the Yin Sulfur Gold releases a special toxin that blends with the dragon blood, both inhibiting the dragon’s self-healing speed and putting them into a sustained weakened state."
"Duobao, thank you so much!"
Ares’s face lit up with joy. With a wave of his hand, he collected all these tens of thousands of spiritual artifacts into his own space equipment, and then took out a large pile of ancient vessels filled with materials like Dragon’s Lair, Dragon Heart, Dragon Liver, all acquired from his recent slayings of the Dragon Race.
Taoist Duobao glanced over but did not immediately accept them, instead turning to look at Qin Tian.
With a wave of his hand, Qin Tian collected all the vessels, then took out several hundred pieces of space equipment, handing them to Taoist Duobao.
Taoist Duobao received the space equipment, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.
"The first transaction, completed." Taoist Duobao said with a smile, then presented several hundred pieces of jewelry-type treasure artifacts, including crystalline necklaces, simple and elegant bracelets, and a small number of exquisite protective weapons.
"Next is the second deal, these are soul protection treasure artifacts I’ve rushed to gather over the past two days."
He paused: "Mingwang, you know, soul-type treasure artifacts are inherently rare, and considering you just mentioned the requirement to me a few days ago, the time is quite limited. I did my best and could only gather this many."
Qin Tian glanced over these treasure artifacts. To have gathered several hundred soul protection treasure artifacts within two days was indeed a formidable feat.
Moreover, these artifacts, regardless of their craftsmanship or the energy waves they emitted, were all top-notch treasures, showing that Taoist Duobao had indeed put much effort into it.
However, for his needs, several hundred artifacts were still a drop in the ocean.
"Do you have any soul-type treasure artifacts of slightly lower quality?" Qin Tian asked. "They don’t have to be too refined, as long as they have basic soul protection capabilities. I’ll take however many you have."
Lower quality wouldn’t matter; with his Power of the Martial Immortal, he could strengthen and upgrade these artifacts.
But Taoist Duobao shook his head, "Our teams have never made junk. However, if you really urgently need them, at the next Mythical Society meeting, I can help gather more to try to meet your needs."
Qin Tian sighed inwardly.
The next Mythical Society meeting would be in three months, and by then, he would have returned to Mingwang Planet. Even if Taoist Duobao gathered them, it would be too remote to quench his immediate thirst.
"Forget it, I appreciate your intention. I’ll think of another way," Qin Tian waved his hand. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
Just then, a deep, hoarse voice suddenly echoed in the hall: "Mingwang, are you looking for soul-protecting treasures?"
Qin Tian quickly turned his head, his gaze following the voice’s origin, his face revealing a hint of surprise.
The one speaking was the Giant God.
This scene not only surprised Qin Tian but also caught the other members of the Mythical Society by surprise with their unexpected expressions.
Since the establishment of the Mythical Society, at every meeting, the Giant God had been like an invisible person—silent, unspoken, never participating in discussions, nor engaging in any trades.
