The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3276 - 3271: Goal, Earth Spirit Hall_1

After ten days, Yang Chen made his return, now standing within Longxiao Market.

Rumors surrounding Yang Chen began circulating rapidly the moment he stepped into Longxiao Market.

"Yang Chen?"

"Is this the Yang Chen who emerged unharmed despite clashing with the Grand Abyss Palace?"

"I heard he slaughtered numerous foreign races in the Divine Night Sect, and his power is frighteningly immense. Even Fairy Fu from Tianqu Mountain couldn't stand against him."

"Not merely unable to stand against him—she posed absolutely no threat at all."

As the crowd spotted Yang Chen, their whispers intensified, with views differing widely. Yet undeniably, his reputation preceded him everywhere, making him a household name.

Witnessing this scene, Yang Chen could only feel a sense of resignation. He had assumed that decades of laying low would have erased him from people's memories.

But instead, he realized his notoriety had only expanded further during those years. At present, across the Taiyuan Star System region, his fame had soared to astonishing levels.

Yang Chen felt utterly powerless about it. After all, he never sought such widespread attention, yet now there was nothing he could do. He simply tuned out the chatter and proceeded toward the heart of Longxiao Market.

He came to a halt before a stall managed by Chunyue and Lingshuang.

Upon spotting Yang Chen, Chunyue and Lingshuang bowed deeply in respect, saying, "Our master has arrived."

Yang Chen glanced at the pair and inquired softly, "How have sales of these items gone in recent years?"

"Young Master, all the Jiyu Essence and Taiyuan Pills are stocked here. We've moved around a billion Taiyuan Pills, though the Jiyu Essence remains in high demand and low supply." Chunyue and Lingshuang answered.

With hands clasped behind his back, Yang Chen questioned, "How much Jiyu Essence have you managed to sell?"

"Just a hundred..." Chunyue and Lingshuang responded, their tones sheepish.

At those words, Yang Chen stood there in disbelief, unsure if he should chuckle or shake his head.

He examined the storage pouch holding the Jiyu Essence and confirmed that yes, only a bit over a hundred remained.

Jiyu Essence gleamed with a blue hue, resembling delicate snowflakes yet possessing remarkable density. Legends claimed it as the concentrated essence from the vast cosmos, though Yang Chen's knowledge on the matter was limited.

What he did know was that every single piece held immense value.

Though aware that acquiring Jiyu Essence proved challenging around the Taiyuan Star System, he hadn't anticipated the extent of that struggle.

Despite decades of tireless effort and trading various treasures, he possessed just over six hundred pieces of Jiyu Essence now—far short of the initial merit threshold.

Reaching the first merit level demanded a full thousand pieces of Jiyu Essence.

It became clear why even mighty figures toiled for ages yet achieved modest merit ranks.

This also revealed the profound esteem granted to those with merit: gaining it without venturing to the Earth Spirit Hall was simply arduous beyond measure.

"I see. I've prepared more elixirs, so let's offload them one final time before we depart." Yang Chen declared.

In the eyes of Chunyue and Lingshuang, Yang Chen embodied total competence. His overwhelming strength paired with his alchemy expertise meant his creations flew off the shelves routinely.

Bolstered by Yang Chen's words, the sheer volume of Taiyuan Pills and Jiyu Essence might seem trivial to him, but to them, it represented a fortune beyond imagination.

"Young Master, do you intend to visit the Earth Spirit Hall once this last sale wraps up?" Lingshuang ventured to ask.

"Indeed, following this outing, I'll make my way to the Earth Spirit Hall." Yang Chen let out a sigh, then added, "Here, take these one billion Taiyuan Pills as compensation for your dedicated service all these years. Once I'm gone, feel free to use them without restraint for your own benefit."

Chunyue and Lingshuang's eyes widened in shock. "Master, we can't possibly take so many Taiyuan Pills—it's far too much!"

"Nonsense, it's entirely fitting. If I'm offering them, then accept." Yang Chen replied with a calm smile.

He had always been generous toward those close to him.

Chunyue and Lingshuang felt profoundly touched. They had encountered no one else so open-handed as Yang Chen, freely bestowing a billion Taiyuan Pills upon his attendants in a single gesture.

Once they accepted the Taiyuan Pills, Chunyue and Lingshuang inwardly prayed for Yang Chen's safe and swift return from the Earth Spirit Hall, yearning to remain in his service forever.

Thus, Yang Chen disposed of all the leftover elixirs from his latest batch.

Yet, the powerhouses of the Taiyuan Star System possessed scant Jiyu Essence, so his elixir sales yielded merely a few dozen pieces in return.

What truly drew the gazes of spectators was the sheer impact of Yang Chen's mere presence.

Having completed sufficient trades, Yang Chen guided Chunyue and Lingshuang out of Longxiao Market.

From that point forward, all traces of Yang Chen's location vanished entirely.

No soul could pinpoint Yang Chen's position—be it within the Divine Night Sect, on some journey, or elsewhere.

Only insiders from the Divine Night Sect were aware that, in the third year post his sect return, he had embarked on the Spirit Leaf Flying Boat and, following a provided chart, set course for the Earth Spirit Hall.

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The voyage stretched beyond a decade, with moments fleeting like a galloping steed across the plains.

Aboard the Spirit Leaf Flying Boat for more than ten years, Yang Chen's features remained unaltered. Consulting the map, he muttered, "We're nearing the Ancient Divine Realm at last. Rumors speak of frequent clashes around here. I wonder if they're accurate."

No sooner had the words left his lips than his divine sense picked up an anomaly.

"Hmm? I just mentioned conflicts, and now there's unrest ahead." Yang Chen gave a wry grin.

Situated within the Ancient Divine Realm, the Earth Spirit Hall lay in a human-dominated zone fraught with turmoil, often plagued by foreign race incursions. Skirmishes routinely erupted in the fringes of the Ancient Divine Realm.

At that instant, amid the starry expanse over the Extreme North Star close to the Ancient Divine Realm, a handful of humans faced off against a band of oddly formed foreign race beings.

The foreign race contingent matched the humans in numbers. Among the human side, certain foreign races clearly allied with them, encompassing demonic beasts as well.

A burly, bearded man—evidently the humans' chief—sneered with icy disdain, "Flame Spirit Race, you audaciously invade human lands as lackeys of the Ruthless Beast Race. Do you truly believe the Ruthless Beast Race values you? Consider it well: to them, you Flame Spirit Race are mere hounds."

The Flame Spirit Race warriors boasted ethereal, crimson forms akin to spirits, though solidly corporeal.

Flames appeared to envelop their frames, but they weren't true fire.

The Flame Spirit Race members shot furious glares at the bearded giant and bellowed, "Humans, what would you know? Hmph. We're unlucky to cross paths with you lot today, but if you aim to block our escape, forget it. Brothers, charge! Slay these humans!"

A massive Flame Spirit Race figure let out a thunderous roar, spurring his comrades into a fierce assault on the humans.

The bearded big man snarled with ferocity, "I'll deal with this Fan Tian from the Flame Spirit Race. Everyone else, take on the remaining foes!"