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Chapter 633 - 350: Poison Capable of Harming the Creation Realm (Part 2)
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Chapter 633: Chapter 350: Poison Capable of Harming the Creation Realm (Part 2)

He ate the steaming river noodles indulgently, feeling extremely satisfied.

While eating the noodles, he suddenly heard from three tables away.

There were two cultivators talking using voice transmission.

Su Que had excellent spiritual power and hearing, so he heard everything they said.

"Last night, I heard that the snow mountain of the Forbidden Snow Mountain suddenly disappeared!" a cultivator said.

"When did it disappear?" another cultivator asked after taking a sip of noodles.

"I asked around, but no one knows, it was too sudden," the other cultivator replied:

"I now suspect that it’s not a demon living in the snow mountain, but the snow mountain itself is a demon!"

"This snow mountain demon might have eaten enough people and is about to break through a bottleneck, leaving here to find a place to retreat."

"Hmm." The other cultivator nodded, continuing to work his chopsticks, picking up the noodles, and slurping them vigorously.

...

"Boss, check please!"

After eating three bowls of noodles, Su Que called the boss over.

The slightly chubby boss came over and told Su Que the amount.

Su Que immediately took out a few Celestial Gate Gold Coins from his storage bag and gave them to the boss.

Then, Su Que got up and walked towards the center of Xianming City.

There were many pavilions selling various treasured and rare items.

Su Que first went to a secluded place and used Disguise Skill to change the muscles of his face, altering his appearance.

After changing into a different set of clothes, he walked towards the bustling area.

Soon, Su Que paused under a five-story pavilion.

This pavilion was called the "Celestial Treasure Pavilion."

It was one of the famous pavilions in the Unclaimed Land.

It was said that the power behind it was the Celestial Sect.

Su Que walked inside.

Immediately, a clerk welcomed him.

Su Que sensed that this clerk was in the Early Stage of Tribulation Seed Realm.

In the Upper Realm, he was a low-level cultivator, but in his small world of origin, he was already a top expert.

"Honored guest, may I ask what you are looking for in our Celestial Treasure Pavilion?" The clerk stood before Su Que and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Do you sell poison here?" Su Que asked.

Having changed his appearance, he wasn’t afraid to speak bluntly.

The clerk wasn’t surprised by Su Que’s question but said, "Please wait a moment, honored guest, I’ll find the manager for you."

Saying that, he led Su Que to a red wooden chair.

Su Que felt waves of fluctuation from the chair.

He knew this wood wasn’t ordinary but was the kind that could be used to make a magical artifact.

The clerk made spirit tea for Su Que, poured him a cup, and then respectfully withdrew.

Soon, a tall middle-aged man, dressed in luxurious silk robes, tiger-stepped in.

He had two mustaches above his lip, exuding a gentle dignity.

"Greetings to the honored guest, I am Guan Ji, the steward here."

Guan Ji cupped his hands and saluted Su Que.

Then, Guan Ji sat down and said to Su Que, "May I ask how much poison you want?"

After taking a sip of tea, Su Que calmly said, "It depends on how much you can provide."

Guan Ji said, "To tell you the truth, our Celestial Treasure Pavilion controls several poison fields, specifically for cultivating poisons."

"Moreover, we have many honored guest alchemists."

"They can concoct extraordinarily toxic poisons."

"The poison we can provide far exceeds what you can imagine."

Su Que nodded, "May I ask how much it costs?"

Guan Ji said, "Our Celestial Treasure Pavilion’s poisons are divided into grades of three, six, and nine."

"The top-grade poison, when smeared on a blade and pierced into a cultivator in the first layer of the Creation Realm, can severely injure them."

"This poison is concocted from many precious poisonous grasses and insects."

"The process is complex and time-consuming."

"Just a thumb-sized bottle costs a Celestial Gate Golden Yuanbao."

Su Que nodded without speaking.

Thinking that this poison is quite expensive.

Although he had killed many cultivators, there were only about fifty Celestial Gate Golden Yuanbao in his storage bag.

It can be said that the cultivators he killed were not extremely wealthy, at most moderately prosperous.

And there weren’t many moderately prosperous people.

’However, if this is the case, I can still exchange for about fifty bottles of poison.’

’I just wonder how potent this poison is, and whether it can help me improve the Heart Scripture of Myriad Poisons?’

’I hope such expensive poison truly lives up to its price.’

Thinking of this, Su Que said to Guan Ji:

"Then, please, steward, take out a bottle so I can see if the toxicity is satisfactory and worth its price."

Guan Ji nodded and called a clerk to bring out a small bottle of poison.

Soon, the clerk returned.

In his hand were not poisons, but two loose robes.

The silk of the robes was extraordinary, with slight mana fluctuations on them.

Guan Ji said, "The poison we are about to take out is extremely toxic."

"If you don’t wear this protective robe, you may be harmed by its toxic gas."

Saying that, he took one robe from the clerk and handed it to Su Que with both hands.

’Is this poison really so formidable?’

Su Que thought while accepting the robe.

Of course, he didn’t reveal his strong resistance to poison and obediently put on the robe as Guan Ji instructed.

After handing Su Que the robe, Guan Ji took the last robe from the clerk’s hands.

Then, he put it on himself.

After the clerk left, both Su Que and Guan Ji were dressed in robes.

The robes almost enveloped their entire bodies.

There was a hood on the robe, and both Su Que and Guan Ji put it over their heads.

Inside the hood, there were embroidered patterns.

Guan Ji said, "Honored guest, please inject mana into the hood, and a protective barrier will form to help you resist the toxic gas."

Su Que immediately followed Guan Ji’s instructions, activating the Nine-Turn Celestial Demon Technique, and injected mana into the hood.

Instantly, a blue, semi-transparent barrier appeared before his face.

Guan Ji continued, "This barrier alone cannot block the toxic gas. In a moment, it might be necessary for you, honored guest, to hold your breath and activate your magic to create another barrier."

"This way, it should be safe."

Su Que nodded, feeling even more curious about the toxicity of the poison.

Soon, someone, dressed thickly in white cloth and wrapped like a white dumpling, walked out of a room.

Su Que sensed that this person was the clerk from earlier.

The clerk, with his heavily wrapped hands, held a small white porcelain bottle the size of a thumb.

Su Que could feel the porcelain bottle emanating waves of fluctuation.

It was evident that the container holding the poison wasn’t a common artifact, either.

Guan Ji glanced at the clerk and smiled, "Our clerk has a relatively shallow cultivation, so he needs more protection than we do."

In saying this, the clerk had already walked up to the two of them.

Then, the clerk looked at Guan Ji.

Guan Ji said to Su Que, "Honored guest, please now hold your breath and cast a magic barrier."

Su Que nodded, then followed Guan Ji’s instructions to hold his breath and create a magic barrier.

Seeing Su Que do so, Guan Ji did the same.

Su Que could sense that Guan Ji’s cultivation was at the Fifth-Layer of the Realm of Merging.

Once Guan Ji was ready, he gave the clerk a look.

The clerk immediately nodded and, with a "pop," pulled the stopper from the porcelain bottle.

Immediately, a purple-black gas began to waft from the bottle.

Even though Su Que was holding his breath, with two barriers in front of him,

he could still smell a strong and pungent odor.

Guan Ji, with his lower cultivation, couldn’t help but cover his mouth and nose, then pushed his mana to strengthen his magic barrier.

He looked at Su Que and, seeing him not reacting as he did, deduced that Su Que’s cultivation was far superior to his.

Conservatively estimated, Su Que was at least an Eighth-Layer cultivator of the Merging Realm.

After having a rough estimate of Su Que’s cultivation, Guan Ji became more excited.

After all, a higher cultivation person could trade for more valuable items.

He could earn a larger profit margin in the process.

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