stly healed and would not affect his cultivation.The Qi Hai is still as it was.He had long since determined that the foundation damage had no hope of self-healing, and he only hoped that the Xuanwen H..."My friend is right, the Thousand Demon Sea has become what it is now, and it will be difficult to restore it to its former peace. Although it is dangerous, there are many treasures that cannot be found elsewhere, it's a pity."

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A scholar in green robes chimed in, expressing deep regret over the matter.

Qin Sang nodded slightly and looked around, "The conditions I have offered are complete. Which fellow Daoist has something I desire and is willing to trade"

He looked at each one, but no one responded. He felt incredibly disappointed all of a sudden.

At this time, an old man who seemed to be from a merchant guild, after whispering something to the people around him, spoke up: "The things you need, my friend, are all rare treasures in the world. Even if I do my best, I can only find one of them with certainty, which is the soul-drawing grass. If you're willing, I don't want these demon pills or magic treasures. I want to make a different deal with you."

The soul-calling grass is a pleasant surprise.

Qin Sang's intention moved, and he asked, "What kind of trade do you want to talk about, Daoist friend"

The old man pondered and said, "Fellow Daoist, being able to take out so many demon pills at once shows that your strength is extraordinary. The old man wants to invite Fellow Daoist to join us, and it will be much easier to do things after becoming our own people. I will request the Inner Sea to send a couple of soul-attracting grasses, it's not a problem. Even other spiritual objects are not entirely impossible."

Having said that, the elder transmitted his family name to Qin Sang through sound transmission. He was from a well-known large trading firm.

Qin Sang found it amusing. He hadn't expected to be recruited again after arriving on Huntian Island.

Judging by his tone, the power behind him is even greater than the Qiong Yu Merchant Association. Unfortunately, I have no interest in relying on others, let alone selling myself for Soulgrass.

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"Since the Soul-Calling Grass is in the Inland Sea, how long will it take me to get my hands on it"

The old man's face showed a hint of embarrassment, "Now the sea route is not safe, it is estimated that we have to wait until the war between the two clans subsides... But don't worry, fellow cultivator, we can make a written agreement. Besides, by joining our guild, you won't have to shoulder too much responsibility, but instead, there are many benefits that others dream of..."

Regardless of how the old man tempted him, Qin Sang remained unmoved.

Even the elders couldn't persuade Qin Sang, so the others didn't bother any further.

For a moment, silence filled the hall.

Seeing that there was no hope, Qin Sang sighed helplessly and said, "Fellow Daoists, if anyone has a spirit pill suitable for us Nascent Soul cultivators, they can also come and exchange it."

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Now there are more people willing to trade.

Not only did Qin Sang obtain several highly effective healing elixirs, but he was also fortunate enough to receive a pill that could aid in cultivation. This trip wasn't in vain at all.

After the transaction was complete, it was the next person's turn. Just as Qin Sang was putting things away, his right ear twitched slightly. Without making a sound, he raised his head and looked towards another corner of the hall.

A short, stout monk was looking at him. Their eyes met, and the man gave a slight nod before turning his attention to the next person presenting their treasure with an air of nonchalance.

Qin Sang furrowed her brow, pondered for a moment, and was finally drawn in by the continuing trade fair.

After waiting for so long, the transaction was actually very quick. Just after noon, the last transaction was completed. The old man stood up, said a few words of courtesy, and then announced the end of the trading meeting. Afterwards, under the arrangement of the island's market administrators, everyone left the island separately.

Before leaving, the elder Qin Sang gave Qin Sang a compass and invited him to attend the next trading convention.

After leaving the island, Qin Sang flew out a distance with his sword, then looked back warily. He landed on an uninhabited island and took out a map of geomancy. On the map, he found a place called Black Eagle Island, which was also in this sea area.

Looking at the small island marked on the feng shui map, Qin Sang's face was thoughtful.

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At the recent trading meeting, Qin Sang had already given up hope. Unexpectedly, the last short and stout cultivator sent a voice transmission to Qin Sang, saying that he could get through the Thousand Demon Sea Area but didn't want the treasures Qin Sang had brought out. He also told Qin Sang that if interested, they could discuss further on Black Hawk Island after leaving the market.

After a moment's thought, Qin Sang decided to take a look.

However, there was one more thing to do before that, and he was already getting impatient.

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Surrounded by protective barriers, Qin Sang sat cross-legged on the ground, taking down the bone flute hanging from his neck and retrieving another one as well.

He held his breath, looking at the two bone flutes. They were exactly alike, and he couldn't tell them apart even when holding them in front of him.

Two bone flutes were placed separately in the palms of both hands. Though reunited, they showed no sign of change. A suspicious glint flickered in Qin Sang's eyes before he cautiously brought the two bone flutes closer together.

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'Pop!'

At the moment of contact, a sudden cracking sound rang out, and the two bone flutes miraculously joined together.

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Qin Sang's expression changed slightly, and he was almost about to activate the formation. He was also always prepared, in case the commotion attracted the attention of nearby cultivators, so that he could flee far away.

Unexpectedly, after the combination, the bone flute trembled slightly, then a wave of light flowed across its surface, and there were no other anomalies.

The biggest change is that the celestial power of the stars within the bone flute is more intense and obvious.

Qin Sang raised his hand and took a close look. The two small sections were fitted together perfectly, forming a long bone flute that was seamless and whole. There wasn't even the slightest trace of a break in the middle.

Once the bone flute stabilized, Qin Sang cautiously urged his divine sense to probe it, but as before, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no findings whatsoever.

It seems that the bone flute definitely has other fragments, scattered in other places. Before all the fragments are gathered, it won't reveal any power...

Qin Sang said to herself, she was very regretful.

It's a stroke of luck to find even one piece of the bone flute in this foreign land. Who knows where the other pieces ended up If they’re scattered like these two, across different cultivation realms, finding them all would be like searching for a needle in a haystack.

Finally, he made many attempts unwillingly, but it was still the same. He had no choice but to throw the bone flute into the corner of the Qianjun Ring.

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"It's about time..."

Qin Sang looked up at the sky and, with his sword, flew toward Heiyāo Island.

As evening approached, Qin Sang saw the dark silhouette of a small island from afar. The highest peak on the island resembled a black bird spreading its wings, hence its name.

As soon as Qin Sang saw Black Eagle Island in the distance, he pressed down on his teleportation light and hovered in mid-air.

“Qin Daoist has arrived, why not come onto the island”

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When Qin Sang appeared, a rainbow shot out from the island, revealing a short and stout cultivator who loudly questioned.

Qin Sang's eyes flashed, staring at the dark Eagle Island, and said coldly: "It seems there are other friends on the island, but they didn't mention it beforehand."

The short and stout monk was taken aback and forced a smile: "I didn't say I only invited Friend Qin! Don't worry, Friend Qin. This friend is an acquaintance; we just met at the trading meet. There are also several other friends who haven't arrived yet..."

Before the words left his mouth, a figure flew out from the island.

Qin Sang stared intently, and it was indeed the scholar in green robes he had met at the trading fair earlier. Qin Sang had a deep impression of him. The treasures this man took out were not simple, his strength was undeniable.

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