Absolute control over the start, I will develop my own immortality

Shopkeeper Yang's expression changed, and he thought to himself that something was wrong.

Ever since the return of the Two Evil Stars, other branches of the Nine Stars Sect have also set their sights on the huge profits in the black market and have intervened in the black market business.

This Feixing Tower is actually supported by one of the factions behind it.

Although Shopkeeper Yang is the shopkeeper of this building, the young man in front of him is the supervisor sent by the Nine Stars Sect.

The profits in this black market are huge. The young supervisor had only worked here for a few years when he was blinded by the profits. He often came to Feixing Tower to buy treasures at low prices and then resell them.

All the profits that were embezzled were Feixing Tower’s profits.

The profits of Feixing Tower are directly related to the performance of Manager Yang himself!

Shopkeeper Yang was naturally dissatisfied, but how could the power behind this young man, who was sent here as a supervisor at such a critical moment, be so powerful?

He was angry but dared not speak out.

What’s even more frustrating is that Shopkeeper Yang himself has the best eyesight, but this young man has even better eyesight.

The vision mentioned here does not refer to knowledge or experience, but real vision.

This young man cultivated a magical power that allowed him to easily observe mysteries and understand everything.

No matter how precious or rubbish the treasures are, they cannot escape his eyes.

Now that he entered the room, the young man ignored the many glittering and precious treasures, and directly set his eyes on the inconspicuous, seemingly rotten little tripod in front of Shopkeeper Yang. This was enough to prove how sharp his eyesight was.

"Wow! Shopkeeper Yang, you are really amazing. You found another treasure."

The young man complimented her, but he walked up to her and grabbed the rotten little tripod. With a twinkling look in his eyes, he said, "This treasure is really good. In case it gets lost, why don't I help you send it back to the sect?"

Shopkeeper Yang's face turned dark. This man was getting more and more outrageous. He used to deliberately pretend, but now he didn't even bother to pretend and just wanted to covet the treasure.

Of course he didn't want to.

It's not just about the profit. The key is that these 100,000 spirit stones bought treasures worth millions, which is a reflection of his vision and value.

Reporting to the higher authorities would be of great benefit to him.

He said with an unwavering expression, "Supervisor, this treasure is worth a million and has been entered into the account book. You cannot move it at will. Please follow the rules."

"Worth a million?"

The young man was stunned and said, "In this case, as a supervisor, I can't break the rules. This is a million spirit stones, so I will buy this treasure."

As he said that, he scattered out millions of spirit stones, grabbed the small tripod and turned away.

Shopkeeper Yang was stunned. This supervisor was so easy to talk to.

Could it be that... I was wrong?

The supervisor quickly left the black market and returned to the Nine Star Gate. In his own cave, he opened several formations and took out the rotten little tripod with confidence. With stars in his eyes, he smiled and said, "Worth a million? Haha, Shopkeeper Yang's eyesight is just so-so. This treasure, let alone a million, even if it's ten or twenty million, I won't sell it!

One million? Haha, Manager Yang set this price, which is actually beneficial to me. Even if the sect makes a fuss about it in the future, I will have a reason to refuse.

This treasure..."

A black gas suddenly burst out from the rotten little tripod and quickly extended along the young man's arm, reaching his shoulder in an instant.

The young man's face changed, and he said in panic: "This treasure..."

However, there was a powerful force that imprisoned him, making him unable to move. He could only watch as the black gas quickly spread around his body.

"You want my treasure, and I want yours..."

A voice that didn't belong to him came out of his mouth.

The young man naturally knew that something was wrong, but at the moment he couldn't even send out a distress signal. Only fear was revealed in his eyes.

But in the next moment, it was covered by black air.

In just two or three blinks of an eye, the black energy had completely enveloped the young man's body.

After a moment, the black gas dissipated.

The young man raised his hand, flexed his fingers, and felt the feeling of being alive, which he had not felt for many years.

"This body is good, young, and has potential..."

As soon as he raised his hand, the rotten little tripod came into being and flew back to its owner.

In a village, several children were playing and having fun, accompanying a spiritual master in exorcising demons and monsters.

"Monster, eat my seal!"

A naughty boy held up a seal that was full of cracks and looked like it was about to break, and shouted loudly.

A black gas emerged from the seal, swept around, and then went back on its own.

In the wilderness, the man looked grimly and looked around.

I saw clusters of black shadows surrounding the place on all sides, making it impossible to get through.

"Humph, a bunch of rats!"

In an instant, the light of various spells surged, but a flash of sword light appeared and suppressed all the spells.

A moment later, many black shadows fell to the ground, blood flowing, but the cold-blooded man stood proudly with a rusty long sword in his hand.

Without noticing anything, a black shadow emerged from the long sword and swallowed dozens of souls in the blink of an eye.

"Flesh and blood are weak!"

"The soul ascends!"

"Pray to my Mother!"

"Eternal life in the heart realm!"

Below the high platform, hundreds of ragged, thin mortals, with crazy and twisted faith on their faces, knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and shouted wildly.

On the high platform, a dignified and holy woman in white held out a dim gem. A wisp of black aura emanated from it, tugging at the hearts of everyone below the stage.

A ray of light lit up in the orb and became brighter and brighter.

In the spiritual world, there are countless living beings.

Miracles often occur.

The story of a weak mortal in the novel growing up to become a mighty swordsman is not a fantasy in the vast spiritual world.

But in recent times, this kind of stories and legends seem to emerge more frequently.

The protagonists of the stories are different, including young boys and girls in their prime, middle-aged men forced by life, and elderly people.

The only thing they have in common is that they all obtained a treasure, which changed their destiny.

However, that treasure is usually in a state of decay.

These stories were scattered across a vast territory, and no one noticed it for a while.

Except for a certain force that has been secretly paying attention to it for a long time.

"Yitian, among the intelligence collected recently, there are dozens more related legends. According to the legend, the treasure that changed the fate of those people is very likely..."

At the regular meeting of the mysterious organization, this piece of intelligence that had been specially paid attention to and collected was presented to Yi Tian.

Yi Tian glanced at it, then put it aside and asked, "What do you want to do? Or...what can you do?"

"..."

Everyone fell silent.

Although they are concerned, they know very well that they cannot do it. On the one hand, the tentacles of the forces cannot reach there, and on the other hand, if they really get involved, some information may be exposed.

For example, these treasures were actually released by them...

"Everyone..."

Yi Tian said: "We will most likely obtain the Return to Void Technique next, and then start preparing to break through the Return to Void realm. To do this, we must collect some resources.

In this case, it would be a good thing for us to cause some trouble to the four overlords."