Chapter 327: Chapter 225: An Unjust Immortal Dao, Fire Element Talent

The Treasure Exchange Meeting was still underway, but most of Lin Changheng’s attention was already focused on how to use the Thunderstruck Grass for Body Forging.

The subsequent treasures, while occasionally impressive, failed to capture his interest, or he simply didn’t possess anything suitable to trade for them.

After all, he had only recently advanced to the Middle Stage Foundation Establishment. Unless an item had a specific use that fell within his expertise in the Alchemy Dao, his resources in other areas were still somewhat lacking.

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The Treasure Exchange Meeting continued until 3:00 PM, at which point it finally began to wind down.

As the host of the event, Scholar Luo rose to his feet once more. With a perfectly measured smile, he raised his cup to the guests.

"Fellow Daoists, we have seen a dazzling array of rare treasures today. What’s more, many of you successfully obtained the items you desired, which is a truly joyous occasion! I raise this cup to thank you all for gracing us with your presence and making this gathering a success!"

In response, everyone raised their cups. Whether they had made a successful trade or not, smiles adorned every face, and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious.

"You’re too kind, Fellow Daoist Luo!"

"Thank you, Brother Luo, for providing this platform!"

"We should be the ones thanking our host!"

Voices of gratitude and praise rose from all around.

Scholar Luo drained his cup, a look of satisfaction in his eyes. He swept his gaze over the crowd below and said with a laugh,

"Hahaha, I am deeply honored to have your approval. Today’s success has only strengthened my resolve to continue holding this Treasure Exchange Meeting."

"And so, I will take the liberty of announcing that from now on, every five years, I will send out invitations for friends from far and wide to gather here once more. We will trade for what we need and seek out what we desire. I will strive to make this Treasure Exchange Meeting a stable and reliable channel of exchange for all of us cultivators!"

This declaration was met with an even more enthusiastic chorus of approval.

"Excellent!"

"Truly excellent!"

"This act of yours, Fellow Daoist Luo, is one of immeasurable merit!"

"We will certainly be here when the time comes!"

All the cultivators understood what a regular, high-quality Treasure Exchange Meeting—one backed by a cultivator with Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivation—meant for Loose Cultivators and clan cultivators alike. It was, without a doubt, a wonderful development.

Some were already looking forward to the next meeting in five years, already scheming on what treasures to gather for trade.

Beaming, Scholar Luo clasped his hands and bowed to the crowd. "Then I shall await your esteemed presence here in five years! Today’s grand event is concluded. If any Fellow Daoists wish to stay for a simple meal and some Spirit Tea, my doors are open. If you have other pressing matters, you are free to depart. Please forgive any shortcomings in my hospitality."

With the official proceedings concluded, the atmosphere in the hall became much more relaxed and informal.

Many cultivators didn’t leave right away. Instead, they took the opportunity to chat with acquaintances or approach those who had made a strong impression at the meeting—people who possessed valuable treasures—hoping to build connections or perhaps even negotiate another trade.

Soon, a crowd gathered around Lin Changheng’s table. Some were sincere in their attempts to befriend him, others subtly inquired about matters of Alchemy, and some simply wanted to make their faces known to him.

A faint smile on his face, Lin Changheng lacked the typical arrogance of a Pill Master that might push others away. He raised his cup and responded to each person in turn.

Getting along with others was one of his guiding principles. Besides, befriending cultivators of a similar standing in both Cultivation and Skills was purely beneficial. It could expand the market for his elixirs, as they were all potential clients.

As the sun began to set, Lin Changheng, having finished his conversations, prepared to rise and take his leave.

He clasped his hands in a bow toward Scholar Luo.

"Alchemist Lin, we should visit each other more often in the future."

The host had been mingling for some time, seeing off guests and making conversation. Now, he stood face to face with Lin Changheng, a smile gracing his lips.

Even though Scholar Luo had no clan of his own, he saw the value in befriending a Pill Master with such a promising future.

After all, given the rate of progress Lin Changheng had shown in the Alchemy Dao, he might one day be in a position to help him.

It was like sowing a seed of goodwill for the future.

"Of course. I will certainly pay you a visit when I have the time."

Lin Changheng nodded. Scholar Luo chuckled, and the two parted ways.

Just as Lin Changheng stepped into the courtyard, an aged voice suddenly spoke in his mind via transmission.

"Heh, I wonder if Alchemist Lin is free tomorrow? I would like to pay you a visit."

The voice was familiar and seemed to come from the main hall of the estate. Lin Changheng instantly realized it belonged to the Black Robe Cultivator he had seen earlier.

"Of course. I shall be prepared to welcome you."

Lin Changheng discreetly sent his reply, leaving through the main gate without breaking his stride.

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As he rounded a corner after leaving the estate, Lin Changheng once again felt a subtle, hidden gaze upon him. His body tensed beneath his robes as he instantly connected his Magical Power to his Storage Bag and Spirit Beast Bag, ready to summon his Spiritual Artifact, Talisman Plate, and Black Armored Earth Turtle to defend himself at a moment’s notice.

’That person must be a Late Stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.’

Although they were in the Outer Lake of the Immortal City and many other cultivators were still dispersing—essentially in plain sight—Lin Changheng still prepared for the worst.

’Against the power of a Late Stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, I’d have to go all out if they attacked. Otherwise, I could be injured—or worse, severely wounded.’

’And if I’m injured and my movement is impaired, my chances of dying will skyrocket.’

Fortunately, the person wasn’t reckless enough to force an attack. The risk of violating the Immortal City’s rules and bringing down its enforcers was too great. After a few more moments, the gaze slowly withdrew from Lin Changheng.

Lin Changheng let out a quiet breath but didn’t relax. He could feel cold sweat soaking his back.

At the same time, his mind raced. ’Who was that?’

He had committed several of the attendees’ auras to memory during the banquet, but none of them seemed to match.

’Did they conceal their aura, or did I miss something because I didn’t dare to probe back too closely?’

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