Chapter 343: Chapter 343
Zhang Xiaohao was not polite and took the two bottles of Elixir, casually tucking them into his bosom, which actually meant he stowed them inside the Shennong Ring.
"Everyone who wishes to enter the ancient ruins had better show some sincerity! Otherwise, first ask if I, Ye Wuming, agree!" Ye Wuming said with a cold face.
"Hmph!" Dragon Soul snorted coldly.
He took a black jade box from his bosom and opened the box.
"This is a Thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum!"
After speaking, he closed the jade box and directly threw it to Zhang Xiaohao.
Seeing the cold gazes of Dragon Soul and Ye Wuming, the remaining Loose Cultivators and nine vampires, despite their reluctance, took out their treasures and handed them to Zhang Xiaohao to enter the ancient relic.
Zhang Xiaohao was not at all polite and pocketed the treasures they threw over one by one.
"Brother Zhang, I’ve already given you the items, can you hand over the mysterious iron piece now?" Ye Wuming said.
"May I make a request?" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Brother Zhang, my patience is limited," Ye Wuming said.
"Go on!" Zhang Xiaohao snapped.
With a fierce turn of his palm, imbued with a trace of Divine Power, he threw the mysterious iron piece to Ye Wuming.
Ye Wuming’s eyes narrowed as he caught the iron piece that shot towards him.
Although he was prepared, he was still numbed by the powerful force from the mysterious iron piece.
After giving Zhang Xiaohao a deep look, he smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, you can go now."
After speaking, suppressing his excitement, he threw the mysterious iron piece to Guan Feiyang.
Facing the eager gazes of the crowd, Guan Feiyang caught the iron piece. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭⚑𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥
He took out six black iron pieces from his bosom and assembled them together.
A blue light flashed, and the seven mysterious iron pieces merged into one.
On the iron piece, a mountain range appeared, along with a route map.
But at the starting point, the route map was broken off.
Looking at the incomplete route map, Guan Feiyang’s face turned ominously dark.
"Guan Family Master, has the map emerged?" Ye Wuming asked eagerly.
The others were also staring intently at him.
"It’s missing one piece of iron!" Guan Feiyang said darkly, his presence brimming with evil Qi.
"Guan Qingxue, I ask you, how many pieces does the mysterious iron piece have in total?"
Before Guan Qingxue could speak, Zhang Xiaohao was the first to speak out.
"Exactly! There are a total of eight pieces of the mysterious iron piece!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
Saying this, he took out the eighth piece of the mysterious iron piece from his pocket.
"What? There’s an eighth piece! My dear big brother, you’ve really deceived me miserably!" Guan Feiyang said with a fierce expression.
"Want it? Exchange it with treasures!" Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.
"Don’t even think about it!" Guan Feiyang said with a cold face.
"Brother Zhang, truly a great schemer, easily playing us at your fingertips!" Ye Wuming said with a cold laugh.
"Don’t make it sound so unpleasant! This was a willing trade between us." Zhang Xiaohao shrugged and said.
"Hmph! Guan Family Master, you told us earlier that there were only seven pieces of the mysterious iron, and to gather this seventh piece, we paid a huge price! This remaining eighth piece is a result of your misinformation and must be handled by your side!" Ye Wuming said.
"Nephew Wuming is right! Guan Family Master, Sect Master Fei, this last piece must be acquired by your efforts," Dragon Soul said indifferently.
As for the remaining Loose Cultivators and those nine vampires, they pointed their accusations towards Guan Feiyang even more.
"Hmph!" The Refining God Sect Master snorted coldly.
He looked at Zhang Xiaohao with a cold gaze and said.
"This eighth piece of the mysterious iron, I, the Refining God Sect, have traded for it!"
"Fat pig, hand over the treasure!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"These external objects, I have never cared for them. It doesn’t matter if you currently have only one piece; even more, I would still take them," [said] the Refining God Sect Master, boasting of his wealth and power.
"Stop talking and hand it over!" Zhang Xiaohao said teasingly.
"Catch!" the Refining God Sect Master said coldly.
He reached into his robe, pulled out treasure after treasure, and threw them at Zhang Xiaohao as if they were trash.
Zhang Xiaohao did not refuse any incoming items; his palm waved, and shadows of his hands filled the air.
He pocketed all the treasures the Refining God Sect Master had thrown at him.
"Hand over the eighth iron piece!" the Refining God Sect Master demanded coldly.
"Caught it!" Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.
A black gleam flashed on his arm as he held the eighth iron piece and violently threw it.
The mysterious iron piece, carrying a powerful sound as it broke through the air, flew towards the Refining God Sect Master.
"Hmph, petty tricks!" the Refining God Sect Master said disdainfully.
A blue light flickered in his palm, arrogantly grabbing the eighth iron piece in his hand, yet his palm tingled from the impact.
"Fat pig, didn’t you just say you would take as many mysterious iron pieces as I have?" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"What do you mean by that?" Fei Antong, the Refining God Sect Master, frowned and asked.
"Open your damn eyes and look carefully, see what this is!" Zhang Xiaohao mocked.
He reached into his pocket and took out the ninth piece of mysterious iron.
The people present almost entirely inhaled sharply, curious at the sight of Zhang Xiaohao and Fei Antong.
"What? What’s going on?" Fei Antong exclaimed in shock.
Looking suspiciously at his father-in-law, Guan Feiyang.
The latter, upon seeing Fei Antong’s glance, had a terribly grim expression.
"Guan Qingxue, you and your father are truly cunning with your ploys!" Guan Feiyang said menacingly.
"Fat pig! Stop interrupting, do you want it or not? If not, I’m leaving!" Zhang Xiaohao shrugged and said.
"I want it!" Fei Antong said through clenched teeth.
"Then trade with treasure, and stop dallying around like a woman!" Zhang Xiaohao commanded.
"Hmph!" Fei Antong snorted coldly.
Painfully, he took out a pale blue small bottle from his chest.
"This contains one middle-grade Earth Rank Elixir, greatly beneficial for both spirit and physical body! Enough to trade for your ninth piece of mysterious iron," Fei Antong said.
After speaking, he forcefully threw the pale blue bottle over.
Zhang Xiaohao caught the pale blue bottle in his palm.
He opened the stopper and sniffed it.
Nodding slightly, he said, "Not bad! Indeed, a middle-grade Earth Rank Elixir, worthy of the Refining God Sect Master, truly as wealthy as you boast!"
"Give me the ninth iron piece!" Fei Antong demanded menacingly.
"Are you fucking retarded! Did I ever say I was going to give it to you now? If I give it to you now, then you all will go open the ancient relic, making all my efforts go in vain," Zhang Xiaohao mocked.
"You little bastard, you’re courting death!" Fei Antong’s face twisted ferociously.
An explosive aura inside him was about to burst forth.
"Fat pig, stop yelling. You can’t scare me! Tomorrow morning, at the moat! I will hand over the ninth piece of mysterious iron to you then! Of course, if you think you can keep me here now, feel free to try," Zhang Xiaohao said imposingly.