Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Fang Chen remained calm and took Jiang Zhong and the others off the boat.

There are mortals and monks here at the port, but most of them are demon cultivators.

He has gradually understood in his heart that Qinghu Country... should be a country dominated by demon cultivators.

"Where are you from? Register here."

A tall figure wearing black armor walked up to the three of them, staring down at Fang Chen and the others with his huge eyes.

"The ape demon cultivator is the same as Victory Buddha, but his cultivation level is higher than Victory Buddha. He is about the seventh level of Qi refining and can speak human words."

Fang Chen glanced at the other person and glanced around. There were many ape-like demon cultivators like him, and they were all wearing black armor.

"Fang Xiaotu, from the Fire Nation."

Fang Chen said calmly.

The other party wrote a few words on the roster, and then looked at Jiang Zhong.

Naturally, the two of them would not tell their real names and used pseudonyms. After the other party completed the registration, he did not forget to warn the three of them:

"Our leader of the Green Fox Kingdom once said that no foreign monks are allowed to attack our country's demon cultivators without permission, otherwise they will pay the price."

After a pause, "The Green Fox Kingdom is different from the empires you have seen before, so I see some things that you can't understand here. I hope you can tolerate it and don't make it difficult for me to wait."

"Is there anything we can't stand?"

Fang Chen smiled.

The other party smiled softly, said nothing more, and walked towards another group of human monks.

"Headmaster Fang, there must be minions of the Blood Spirit Sect in Qinghu, so we can't stay for a long time."

Jiang Zhong said in a message.

Fang Chen nodded, grabbed one with one hand, and turned into a sword light soaring into the sky, piercing the air in the direction of Daqian Kingdom.

The ape demon cultivator who had just been responsible for registering the three people saw this and frowned slightly:

"Is this the art of transforming a rainbow? Or the art of controlling a sword?"

Although the Green Fox Kingdom is a sixth-grade empire, at the same level as the Fire Flame Kingdom, its territory is very vast.

Fang Chen flew for five days and six nights. He only rested three times for an hour each time, but he was unable to fly out of a state!

In the Fire Nation, he would have flown from Qingzhou to Xuzhou long ago, and even had time to make a round trip.

This shows that the territory of Qinghu Country is at least twice that of Fire Flame Country, or even more than three or four times.

However, compared with the Fire Nation, there are not many towns in Qinghu's country. There are more endless mountains and ancient forests.

The living environment of beasts here is very good, and monsters appear from time to time everywhere.

"There seems to be a city ahead."

Fang Chen's eyes moved.

His figure gradually slowed down.

A few miles away, there was a huge market with people coming and going, and the auras of monks and demon cultivators were mixed.

Fang Chen now has about 14,000 low-grade spiritual stones on hand, as well as many top-grade purple electric talismans.

Xiaojian has been complaining about being hungry during this time. Now that this market is quite large, he can buy some food for Xiaojian here and some magical materials for making talismans for himself.

With a flash of sword light, Fang Chen and the two of them landed at the gate of Fangshi.

Seeing this, the monks coming and going couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

"I want to buy something. Half a day will be enough. See if there is anything you need and buy it by the way."

Fang Chen smiled.

Jiang Zhong was anxious, but he didn't dare to push too much. He nodded slightly and followed Fang Chen with Jiang Tianai.

The demon cultivators in Qinghu Country are not very friendly to the human cultivators. Their cultivation levels are low, so how dare they separate from Fang Chen.

The stalls in the market were densely packed, and many people stopped to watch and bargain with the stall owners. Fang Chen just glanced at them and continued walking forward.

These stalls cannot provide a large amount of spiritual materials, so they are not Fang Chen's goal.

After a cup of tea, Fang Chen stopped in front of a pavilion. On the plaque of the pavilion were three large characters:

Tianbao Pavilion.

Fang Chen smiled, it seemed that he and Tianbao Pavilion were indeed destined.

Entering Tianbao Pavilion, a human monk came over to greet him, but his expression was quite cold. He glanced at the three of them and asked casually:

"What do you three want to buy?"

"Spiritual materials, magic weapons."

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

"What level of spiritual materials and magic weapons do you want? We have forty-seven kinds of lower-grade yellow-level spiritual materials here. Tell us which one you want, and I'll see if there's anything you need."

The other party was already a little impatient.

Fang Chen frowned slightly: "I don't want low-grade Huang-level spiritual materials, I want spiritual materials above the middle-grade Huang-level. Do you have any here? If not, I'll ask another one."

He noticed that there seemed to be more demon cultivators among the guests here. Tianbao Pavilion treated demon cultivators with great enthusiasm. But when he came here, things changed.

Huang level mid-level or above?

The other party was stunned for a moment, and his eyes became serious: "Huang-level middle-grade spiritual materials are not cheap. Which kind do you want?"

"I want whatever you have, no matter what kind."

Fang Chen smiled lightly: "If the spiritual materials are not enough, I also want the magic weapon."

Jiang Zhong was a little surprised and doubtful. Could it be that the headmaster Fang in front of him was still a weapon refiner?

Only weapon refiners will buy spiritual materials in large quantities. For ordinary monks, buying spiritual materials is not as good as buying magic weapons directly.

"Guest, you are quite loud. Come with me."

The other party smiled, with a hint of cynicism flashing in his eyes, and then led Fang Chen and the others to the backyard warehouse.

There are various spiritual materials placed here, and Fang Chen also saw Yueshen Gold among them, and it was refined.

These spiritual materials filled half of the warehouse.

"Guest, these more than ten kinds are all yellow-level middle-grade spiritual materials. Based on the quantity here, I estimate that they are worth at least six thousand low-grade spiritual stones."

The other party chuckled lightly, "Can the guest eat?"

"Qin Wei, what's wrong? Why did you bring guests to the warehouse?"

A middle-aged man walked over slowly, his eyes slightly doubtful.

"Shopkeeper Lin, it's like this. This customer said he wanted to buy yellow-grade middle-grade spiritual materials. He wanted as much as he wanted, so I took him to our warehouse to have a look."

Qin Wei smiled jokingly.

"How much do you want?"

Shopkeeper Lin was slightly startled and looked Fang Chen up and down.

Fang Chen finally understood why the guy from Tianbao Pavilion was so arrogant back then. It seemed that this was the atmosphere of Tianbao Pavilion.

"All these spiritual materials are packed. Calculate how much they cost."

Fang Chen pointed at the middle-grade yellow-level spiritual materials.

Qin Wei was slightly startled, and said with a smile: "This is not a joke, guest, in our Tianbao Pavilion, we must do what we say, otherwise, it will be ugly to be thrown out."

Fang Chen frowned and said, "I know you very well. Why am I wasting my time coming here to joke with you? Who do you think you are?"

Qin Wei was stunned for a moment, and the people around him couldn't help but look over, their eyes filled with curiosity and gloating.

There were many guests who got angry at Tianbao Pavilion, but none of them ended well. In the end, they were the ones who were embarrassed.

Qin Wei's blood surged up, his face turned red, and he stared at Fang Chen:

"Guest, what did you just say?"

"I'm here to do business, and you're the shopkeeper here? Is this how you open Tianbao Pavilion for business?

I see that some of you were very polite to demon cultivators just now, but treated human cultivators with such indifference. What does this mean? "

Fang Chen looked at Shopkeeper Lin.