Chapter 697: Haoyuan Tian Shi

Su Che had no intention of selling the Seven-Colored Spirit Fruit, as it was related to Origin Magic, and it was not appropriate to make it public for now. Therefore, he could not tell those alchemy cultivators and immortals what kind of energy “deep gray” represented, claiming he himself was not sure and had yet to investigate further… After announcing the end of the evaluation, he took the spirit fruit back to Immortal Prison.

Through this evaluation process, Su Che gained a great deal. At the very least, it helped him and the Creation Divine Tree set a new goal: to create a true innate divine fruit. With a goal, there was also a direction for effort, and one day, it would surely be achieved!

After that, Su Che, along with Zhuo Feng and Yuan Ping, continued to browse the remaining 100 Baiyun exhibition booths, spending over a month on it. There were also the “Magic Artifact Venue,” “Alchemy Path Venue,” “Formation Path Venue,” “Heavenly Root Spirit Grass Venue,” and so on… A total of seven venues, all thoroughly inspected without omission. It wasn’t a cursory glance but a very detailed examination. Whenever they encountered something of interest, they would stop and listen carefully to the comments from the immortals.

Eight full months passed, during which Su Che greatly improved his knowledge of appraising treasures, barely qualifying as a half-expert.

As for the highlight of this appraisal gathering—the gem-level auction organized by the organizers—Su Che was not eligible to attend. The participant slots had been determined in advance, and joining midway required a status far beyond ordinary people’s reach.

Well, if he couldn’t go, so be it. There were plenty of similar opportunities in the immortal realm, so it wasn’t a great loss. Besides, Su Che knew that even if he could somehow participate in those auctions, he wouldn’t bid on any treasures. Not only was there no financial means, but such actions would draw too much attention—something he wasn’t ready to undertake at this stage.

Time to leave!

Though he didn’t return with a full load, he left satisfied. The 2 trillion li journey ahead no longer required Yuan Ping and the others to fly hard; Zhuo Feng, a Golden Immortal, could handle it effortlessly. The flight speed of a Golden Immortal was hundreds of times faster than that of an Heavenly Immortal. What used to take over 40 days could now be completed in just over an hour.

What an astonishing, extreme difference! That’s why if Su Che accidentally offended a Golden Immortal now, there would be nowhere to escape—no matter how big the world was. He simply couldn’t flee!

However, Zhuo Feng did not fly straight to Haoyuan Tian Shi. Instead, he found a relatively secluded mountain area halfway and landed there to facilitate Su Che in doing something.
When?
Fei Yun would become an immortal!
Due to the eight months wasted on this treasure appraisal gathering, Fei Yun had already met all the conditions for immortality over three months ago and could become an immortal at any time.
Of course, such things are nothing special in the immortal realm—it’s like a new life being born in a mortal family.
As soon as Fei Yun emerged from the Immortal Prison, she displayed her full strength, naturally drawing the attention of the Heavenly Dao.
Compared to Su Che’s ascension to immortality in the mortal world, becoming an immortal in the immortal realm was much more subdued—without all the dazzling splendor or overly complex processes. It simply involved energy descending from the heavens to envelop her; after about twenty minutes, the transformation was complete, and she was recognized by the Heavenly Dao.
Zhuo Feng explained this by saying, “Perhaps the heavens believe that becoming an immortal in the immortal realm is less difficult, with fewer trials and tests faced by those who achieve immortality. Therefore, the honors bestowed by heaven are correspondingly reduced.”
“Moreover, under normal circumstances, both start from the human-immortal realm, but those who become immortals in the immortal realm generally progress more slowly than those in the mortal world. The reason is that the former have faced too few trials, everything has been too smooth, resulting in relatively weaker overall capabilities.”
“Yes.”
Su Che strongly agreed with Zhuo Feng’s view: “Trials and setbacks, once overcome, become the most precious assets, and no one can take them away!”
In fact, Fei Yun’s path to immortality was even easier and smoother than that of many others in the immortal realm. Ever since she entered the Immortal Prison world, she had faced no more trials or setbacks.
It’s easy to imagine that with Su Che’s strong support, her progress would surely not be slower than anyone else’s. Just from the Time Wheel in the Immortal Prison, she already had a three hundred-fold advantage in cultivation over most lower-level immortals in the immortal realm.
Coupled with the various favors from the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Prison, her cultivation progress couldn’t possibly slow down.
Not to mention, from the moment she stepped out of the Immortal Prison, she won Zhuo Feng’s great favor, as he saw echoes of his own unfortunate and early-deceased daughter in her…
Just from the way Zhuo Feng looked at her, Su Che guessed that from now on, Fei Yun would surely receive every kind of care and affection from this golden-immortal-level, heartbroken uncle.
“There’s nothing to do about it—this is just good luck; she was born to enjoy a life of ease!”

Su Che could only sigh inwardly, “And I, on the contrary, am born for toil!”
Keep moving forward!
Zhuo Feng rode a top-grade immortal sword, carrying Su Che and Fei Yun, slicing through the skies of the immortal realm. In just one hour, they arrived at Haoyuan Heavenly Market!
Haoyuan Heavenly Market was located on a vast plain and could be considered the heart of “Fenglin Haolan Continent.” It had existed for over 700 million years. There were rumors that its founder was the ruler of “Haolan Continent,” the “Fenglin Immortal Emperor.”
The Fenglin Immortal Emperor governed more than a thousand “continents,” with Haolan Continent being just one of them.
And the Fenglin Immortal Emperor was merely one of the 3,000 great emperors in the “Earthly Immortal Realm” of the immortal realm.
Each continent covered an area of about 2 trillion square miles, showing just how enormous the entire Earthly Immortal Realm was!
There were surely more than 3,000 immortal emperors in the immortal realm, but the exact number was hard to estimate, as many immortals preferred to stay away from worldly affairs, living in the misty Cloud Immortal Realm most of the time, rarely showing themselves, and even few people knowing of their existence.
As for Haoyuan Heavenly Market, from the outside, its area didn’t seem very large, roughly equivalent to a city on a mortal planet.
However, every building and shop inside was actually an immortal-grade spatial magic artifact. Once inside a shop, one would find an interior space spanning hundreds of thousands of miles.
There were numerous shops in the market, but their total number could not exceed 3,000—a fixed rule that must be obeyed, with no exceptions.
Following the laws of the 3,000 great paths, the number of immortal emperors governing the entire Earthly Immortal Realm could not exceed 3,000, and each emperor could rule no more than 3,000 continents.
Exceeding this limit meant defying the laws of heaven and rebelling against the heavens.
At that moment, Su Che and the others stood at the southern entrance of Haoyuan Heavenly Market. Zhuo Feng reminded them, “There are 3,000 shops, each with its own owner. You can’t open the 3,001st shop here. This means you need to buy an existing shop from someone else. It requires patience as well as luck—this is the first challenge you must overcome.”
Fei Yun added, “Since Haoyuan Heavenly Market is the largest and most famous trading market in the entire Haolan Continent, land here must be extremely valuable, and competition is fierce. Every shop is under the watchful eyes of countless people. Finding a shop willing to be sold is already difficult, let alone competing to acquire it—the difficulty is unimaginable…”

Su Che rubbed his nose and muttered softly, “If it’s so troublesome, forget it. It would be much easier to open a shop in some obscure corner of a little-known market.” As soon as he said this, Zhuo Feng and Fei Yun glared at him coldly. Su Che laughed heartily, saying that what he had said was just a joke. If one didn’t even have the courage to try this first step, they shouldn’t stay in the Immortal Realm at all—better to hide back in the Immortal-Demon Battlefield or scurry away to the mortal world! The three of them entered the Heavenly Market and first took a general tour. There were three thousand shops, each one grand and unique in its own way. Su Che even saw two protective divine beasts placed in front of the entrance of the largest shop, “Tianbao Ruixiang”—they weren’t statues but fully alive divine beasts called Pixiu. The male beast on the left was called “Pi,” and the female one on the right was called “Xiu.” The strength of these two divine beasts was unfathomable; Su Che couldn’t even guess how fierce they could be. Regarding this, Zhuo Feng said, “I can only match that female beast.” In other words, he couldn’t even defeat the male one! With such two divine beasts guarding the entrance, who would dare cause trouble? “As far as I know, the real boss behind Tianbao Ruixiang is Emperor Feng Lin of the Immortals. In every continent under his rule, there are at least two branches, so the total number is well over three thousand,” Zhuo Feng transmitted through telepathy. “Therefore, if you want to survive here, you must avoid any conflict with Tianbao Ruixiang. They can destroy your shop—or even you—just by blowing a sigh.” Su Che nodded silently. There was no choice but to accept this; their glory hadn’t been achieved overnight. There were no specialized inns inside the Heavenly Market. In fact, professional inns hardly existed in the Immortal Realm at all, because immortals didn’t need to sleep—so who would stay in an inn? Inside each shop, there were special VIP rooms. These VIP rooms were the most picturesque areas within the internal worlds, covering at least several hundred square miles. Thus, Su Che and his companions kept wandering around the Heavenly Market without needing to rest. If they wanted to take a break, they had to leave the market and go to the plains outside, entering one of their immortal artifacts or their mobile immortal palaces. Every morning, the three of them would go to the central square of the Heavenly Market to check the newly updated bulletin board to get the most useful information in a timely manner.

A bulletin board ten zhang high—essentially a giant water mirror mounted on a milky-white immortal jade base—displayed a constant stream of information on its screen, all of which were promotional announcements from various shops. It was practically impossible to find any information about a shop being sold. As for the prime locations, don’t even think about it; they’re all occupied by major merchant alliances, and it’s impossible for them to go out of business. One could only hope for some remote corners in the market. Even those spots are highly sought after. In the central square, there are constantly people displaying magic signs saying “High price for shop purchase.” However, according to the market rules, such magic signs cannot last more than twenty breaths, and a single person is allowed to display one only once per hour. Despite this, the square is filled with flashing signs nonstop, showing just how fierce the competition is. Under such circumstances, Su Che, who had always been confident in himself, was also quite troubled. More than once, he wondered, “How can the Immortal Prison help me with this?”