Chapter 4264: Horn

This time, Ling Han didn't plan to go to any far places. He would simply roam around the trading planets of the North Heavenly Realm. He had a large number of Dao Stones in his possession. If he didn't use them, they would be no different from a pile of scrap stones.

The Nine Mountains Saint didn't stop Ling Han. He had already issued a threat. If anyone dared to target Ling Han with the advantage of a major tier in cultivation level, he would bring the "Imperial Weapon" with him to do a raid.

This kind of threat was enough to make any force tremble in fear. Who would dare to take this risk?

Though Ling Han, the Nine Mountains Saint, and the others knew that the so-called

"Imperial Weapon" was only forged from Origin Gold, and was far from reaching the level of Imperial Weapon, others did not know either. Was it not enough to scare them?

Thus, Ling Han could completely go out to have fun. He couldn't be like a flower in a greenhouse, and be protected forever, right?

Without experiencing hardships, how could one possibly thrive?

Ling Han set off with the large black dog, the empress, and the others. Because there was no danger this time, he naturally brought more people with him, as if he was on a holiday.

A few dozen days later, they arrived at the trading planet of North Heavenly Realm.

Because the overall level of the North Heavenly Realm was the weakest among the four great Heavenly Realms, the overall level of this trading planet was also slightly lower. Ling Han roamed around for a daty, but did not make any purchases.

He was not in a rush. He just had to take things slowly.

On the second day, they continued to walk around.

This time, Ling Han had some gains. He bought some Celestial medicine, and planned to concoct alchemical pills for the benefit of those close to him.

Natural treasures were too rare. After a larger force obtained them, they would definitely be internally distributed. Only a small number of lone cultivators would take them out to sell. Thus, this quantity was naturally lesser. If they encountered them, it would be luck, but if they didn't, there was no need to feel irritated.

In the next few days, Ling Han swept through a great many Celestial medicines, and was able to concoct the Silver Fetus Pill, which doubled his present rate of cultivation.

This was naturally awesome, but to Ling Han, shortening the time of 100 years of hard cultivation to 50 years was still not enough.

He still needed natural treasures such as the Evolution Fruit, but such things were really hard to come by. The majority of treasured medicines that had this effect were controlled by the Imperial Clans, and could not possibly circulate on the market at all.

The remaining ones... were all inside the Mystery Realm.

However, the opening of the Mystery Realm required conditions. It was not something that could be entered just because you wanted to.

Ling Han sighed. Could it be that he really had to earnestly cultivate for fifty years before he could reach the end of the fourth form?

Most importantly, he definitely wouldn't be satisfied with the Fourth Form. He would still attempt the Fifth Form and the Sixth Form, and only consider breaking through to the Spiritual Transformation Tier when he couldn't advance any further and broke through all his limits.

Going by that account, how many more years would he need?

It was a great era now, and prodigies from all sides were fighting to survive, snatching that sliver of fated opportunity, and walk the Imperial Path. If they were slightly later, they may not have the chance to become the strongest.

Hence, Ling Han was very anxious. He could not accept this kind of gradual routine.

However, at present, there was no ancient site or danger zone that would open up, so he could only suppress his temper and continue to search for treasures here. Who knows, he might be able to pick up some scraps?

Don't say, the large black dog, the little dragon, and the others had really picked up a treasure. They had bought treasures that were astonishingly valuable at very low prices, but they were mostly secret techniques, materials used to forge the Spirit Tool, and not those that would improve their cultivation level.

On this day, Hu Niu pulled Ling Han out for a walk early in the morning. The empress naturally followed as well. There was also the perverted pig. This guy still looked like a little piglet, and there was still a rope tied around his neck. The empress held it in her hand.

Most importantly, it also looked like it was earnestly enjoying itself, causing Ling Han to feel disgusted all over.

The market was open all day, and because everyone was a cultivator, it was fine even if they didn't sleep or rest for a few years. Thus, though Ling Han and the others had come early, this place was still lively, and there was no need to worry that there would be few people.

Ling Han looked around as he walked. He indeed had the intention to pick up scraps. That was because he had discovered another tortoise shell on the trading planet of West Heavenly Realm. As a result, it had drawn out the inheritance of the Descending Heaven Holy Emperor!

Would his luck explode again this time?

After walking for a while, Ling Han discovered a street stall. The things on it were all very old. They were either damaged, or covered with mud. At a glance, it was clear that they had experienced many years.

"Young man, look, look, this was just taken out of a large tomb." When the stall keeper saw Ling Han and his group, he immediately called out to them.

Ling Han wasn't his original appearance right now. He was too well-known. If he walked with his original appearance, he would definitely be surrounded by people. Perhaps, once he bought something, a group of people would follow suit and place bids, because they all knew that he definitely had good eyesight.

He smiled, and swept his gaze over the stall. Using his eye technique, he could see through everything. He shook his head, and said, "Brother, the goods here have indeed just been dug out, but they're not from a large tomb. They're probably from your own backyard."

This mud, this damage, it was all deliberately made, and under Ling Han's eye technique, its true nature was naturally revealed.

The stall keeper instantly smiled sheepishly. As it turned out, he was an expert, so there was nothing to show off.

Ling Han was just about to leave. Yi, his gaze suddenly paused. He picked up an item, and asked, "How much is this?"

The stall keeper glanced at it. This was a bugle horn, and it was really quite old. However, after pondering for a long time, he still could not figure out what it was used for. He could not care less, and made it into an "antique" as well. It was fine even if it was useless. Its age was

still there.

"Hehe, 20,000 Dao Stones." He made an exorbitant demand.

Being seen through was one matter, but since you have your eye on something, then he naturally could make use of it.

Moreover, this horn was indeed an ancient item.

"All right." Ling Han readily took out 20,000 Dao Stones and handed them over.

F***, what a loss.

The stall keeper instantly looked pained. He had been in business for so many years, so he naturally knew that the reason why Ling Han would be so straightforward meant that the

value of the horn was not just limited to this.

But there was nothing that could be done. He was the one who had made the bid, so how could

it be that he could go back on his word?

If he raised the bid further, he would not be able to do business here in future. However, he was also a little puzzled, because he had indeed studied it for a great many years,

and had not discovered anything strange about this horn at all.

"Er, have you seen through the use of this horn?" he couldn't help but ask.

"Want to know?" Ling Han asked with a smile.

"En!" The stall keeper nodded repeatedly.

Ling Han laughed loudly, "Fine, give me 30,000 Dao Stones, and I'll tell you."

The stall keeper instantly rolled his eyes. 'You're quite black-hearted, aren't you? Not only do

you want to take your money back, but you even want to take advantage of the opportunity to

rip me off?'

"Hehe." He smiled sheepishly, and resolutely ignored her.

Ling Han picked up the horn and continued to advance. However, after walking for a while, he turned into a small forest, planning to study it carefully.

"Ling Han, what is this?" Hu Niu asked.

"I don't know either," Ling Han said. He really didn't know. The reason why he had moved

was because when he stretched out his hand to touch the horn, a strange feeling rose up in his

heart.

He did not know why, but for a long time, he had always trusted his instincts very much. "Let Niu play." Hu Niu took the bugle horn, but before she had even begun blowing, Ling Han took it back, took out a handkerchief and wiped it carefully.

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