Chapter 710: Shock and Alarm

Half a month passed, and dozens of shops in Haoyuan Tian Shi purchased batches of magical treasures from Su Che. Although their stores didn’t reach the scale of Qian Bao Dai Ke, they had already reached the level of being stocked like branches of large merchant alliances.

Moreover, these shops, having tasted success, sent people to Su Che daily to restock—five items sold that day, and five more would be ordered. In short, their inventory always stayed at an even number, ranging from 300 to 500 items.

As a result, there were no more voices in Tian Shi opposing Su Che. Undoubtedly, Shao Du Shi, the local official, also played a crucial role in this.

Su Che once gave him a gift of 100,000 immortal crystals, but Shao Zhong politely declined it. Clearly, he wasn’t after wealth but something else. For example, he hoped Su Che could help boost the overall performance of Tian Shi, or plant a seed now that could yield greater rewards in the future…

Su Che was aware of all this. No matter what Shao’s intentions were, since he had helped him before, he should remember this kindness and repay it at the right time.

That afternoon, a group of highly skilled true immortals rushed into Tian Xuan Zhen Bao Fang. They didn’t seem like shoppers but rather like looters.

At the head of them was the bald female immortal, “Guang Hua Xian Zi.”

“Over 300 brothers and sisters—all have brought enough immortal crystals!”

Guang Hua Xian Zi’s loud voice was almost like a beast’s roar. As soon as she saw Su Che, she shouted, “Kid, it now depends on you to help me maintain my reputation.”

“No problem!”

Su Che stepped forward with a smile and said, “It seems the immortal must be very popular in her sect, otherwise, how could she gather so many followers?”

“Of course!” Guang Hua Xian Zi smiled arrogantly. “They’re all scared of me. Whoever disobeys gets their heads shaved!”

“I see…”

Su Che nodded repeatedly, thinking, If I had a senior sister like you, I’d definitely obey her too.

Next, Su Che and his team busied themselves, leading over 300 disciples from the Wan Xiang Lian Qi Men into the magical treasure appraisal room one after another.

Fortunately, since they were all true immortals, their efficiency was countless times higher than that of ordinary people. Otherwise, they would have been overwhelmed and unable to keep up.

In the end, only Fairy Guanghua and an old man with white hair remained outside the appraisal room. The old man had an air of elegance and dignity, seemingly being an elder from Fairy Guanghua’s sect.

Zhuo Feng, who was at the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal realm, had already sent a message to Su Che, warning him, “This person is at the late stage of the Golden Immortal realm, one level above me.”

“This is my uncle, Master Zongyi from our sect. He heard about what’s going on here and came by just passing by,” Fairy Guanghua briefly introduced him before turning to the old man. “I’m going to pick out some magical artifacts. Last time, I didn’t have enough money and could only buy one. You go ahead and choose whatever you like, uncle.”

“Alright, go ahead,” said the old man, Zongyi, with a gentle smile, his face showing evident fondness.

From this, Su Che drew a conclusion: Fairy Guanghua must hold a high position in the Wanxiang Weapon Forging Sect, possibly being the daughter or granddaughter of some important figure…

He couldn’t let such a distinguished Golden Immortal stand around idle, so Su Che invited him to sit in the VIP area of the hall, offering him fragrant tea and exotic fruits. Just as he was about to find an excuse to leave, Zongyi called him back.

“Shopkeeper Tianxuan, how about having a brief chat?”

“It’s an honor to receive guidance from a senior,” Su Che replied, sitting down across from him.

Zongyi nodded and smiled before saying, “Putting aside everything else, this is the first time I’ve seen a magical artifact store of this scale in the Fenglin region. Young man, you’re quite talented!”

Of course, Su Che had to be modest. So far, he still hadn’t figured out the old man’s intentions.

“Although our sect is a weapon-forging sect, due to the uniqueness of our cultivation methods, we have an even greater need for magical artifacts,” Zongyi said with a smile. “To put it plainly, the weapon-forging in our sect is purely for our own use. We can’t even sell them externally; instead, we have to purchase a large amount each year…”

Su Che listened quietly, showing just the right amount of enthusiasm, as if realizing that the Wanxiang Weapon Forging Sect could become a very valuable client. But for some reason he couldn’t explain, he felt a sense of alertness.

This seemingly kind-hearted Zongyi seemed to harbor some extremely dangerous hidden signals within him.

There was no evidence—this was just a feeling that suddenly arose in Su Che.

He had always placed great trust in his intuition, even relying heavily on it. After all, as the supreme ruler of the Immortal Prison World, he possessed certain latent abilities of an independent universe creator—such as the awareness to sense danger in advance.

The Zong Yi before him—if he became interested in his Treasure Workshop—would surely bring disaster rather than wealth or fortune. Without any need for reason, Su Che had already reached this conclusion in his heart. “It’s like being chased by a vicious ghost in the dead of night, with all one’s hair standing on end…” Su Che thought to Lao He, “Even when I first met the Golden Winged Demon King on the battlefield between immortals and demons, it didn’t give me such a sense of danger.” “Could this old fellow be trying to rob you?” Lao He muttered. As for Zong Yi, Lao He didn’t have any special feelings toward him, but of course, he wouldn’t doubt his master’s intuition. “Open robbery is out of the question—this is the official Tian Market under the rule of Emperor Feng Lin. I doubt he has the audacity.” Su Che replied in his mind, “I’m afraid he’ll use underhanded tactics. After all, he’s a Golden Immortal with profound Dao skills, even surpassing Uncle Zhuo Feng.” Meanwhile, Zong Yi, with a kind expression, said, “To be precise, my Wanxiang Furnishing Sect purchases at least eight thousand magical artifacts each year, if not ten thousand, all of top quality… If Shopkeeper Tian Xuan is interested, I can recommend that you go to my sect to discuss this matter.” Su Che immediately thought, “Going to your sect would be like walking into a tiger’s den!” Though he thought so, he had to respond outwardly, “If that’s possible, I truly should thank you greatly… However, my elders have ordered me not to step outside Haoyuan Tian Market under any circumstances, as my strength is too weak—I’m just a mere Human Immortal who could die from the slightest risk. In such a situation, I can only send a representative to your sect.” “Hmm…” Zong Yi nodded slowly. “It’s understandable to be protective of your own interests. And indeed, your strength makes long journeys difficult… How about this? Once I’ve arranged everything, I’ll have Guang Hua inform you that sending a capable representative is acceptable.” “Thank you, senior.” Su Che pretended to be surprised and stood up to bow. In truth, not to mention already suspecting him, even without any concerns, purchasing ten thousand magical artifacts per year was nothing worth worrying about for Su Che. But to someone who didn’t know the full situation, such a large deal still seemed extremely tempting. After finishing the conversation, Zong Yi slowly stood up and said to Su Che, “Your shop is doing well. I won’t take up any more of your time. I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll be leaving first. Just tell Guang Hua and the others on my behalf.”

Su Che didn’t try to hold him back any longer. Accompanied by Zhuo Feng, he politely saw him out of the shop. Back inside, Su Che immediately sent a message to Zhuo Feng: “This person gives me a sense of extreme danger. Uncle Zhuo, do you sense anything unusual?” Zhuo Feng was slightly stunned and shook his head, responding, “I haven’t noticed anything.” Still, he added, “Such a sense of alertness from someone who practices cultivation must not be ignored. If it’s really the case, we need to take it seriously.” After some thought, he continued, “Our Treasure Shop has already become quite famous, so it’s inevitable that some people will be watching us secretly. I think it’s necessary to hire some guards. We can’t skimp on the money!” “Okay,” Su Che nodded. “It’s better if Uncle Zhuo handles this. You decide how much to spend.” With his Golden Immortal cultivation level, Zhuo Feng certainly had more influence in such matters than Su Che. Often, it wasn’t just about having money to hire experts. At the same time, inside the Tianbao Ruixiang shop… This time, the owner of Tianbao was no longer the infinitely alluring figure in black veils or the one playing the zither atop a mountain. Instead, she wore a tightly covered black long dress, with rippling blue waves in front of her and a pure-black spider monster beside her—over ten feet tall even when lying on the ground. The Black Widow! That was how everyone in Haoyuan Tian Shi privately referred to her; they certainly wouldn’t dare call her by that name in person. In fact, she didn’t mind the nickname at all. “My lady, I’m incompetent. Despite thorough investigations, I still haven’t figured out the exact origin of the name ‘Tian Yu’,” Xiang Li said from behind her. He first bowed in apology, then changed his tone: “But I’ve discovered a very strange phenomenon.” “Speak,” the Black Widow said, stroking the sharp spines on the giant spider’s legs beside her, her dark eyes glowing with a strange light. Xiang Li continued, “Among some of the people I investigated, a few reacted to the name ‘Tian Yu’ in a way very similar to yours. They all said they seemed to have heard the name somewhere but couldn’t recall the details—it seemed to have… been forgotten.” Xiang Li spoke very carefully, keeping an eye on the Black Widow’s reaction. Sure enough, her back trembled noticeably. Xiang Li sighed inwardly: “My lady, who remains calm even in the face of catastrophe, reacting so strongly—this matter is indeed serious!” “Forgotten?” “Lost to memory?” “Yes. As a Golden Immortal, I have an excellent memory. How could I forget something I’ve heard or seen? Unless…”

Black Widow turned around abruptly, staring at Xiang Li with a face full of terror as she cried out, “All the immortals in the Immortal Realm, including you and me, have all been affected by someone’s Great Forgetfulness Spell?”
“That’s possible.”
Xiang Li was also shaken inside, too afraid to speak out directly, so he sent a message instead: “To achieve such a result, even a single immortal lord alone isn’t enough; at least…”
“The five great immortal lords working together!”
Black Widow immediately added, “All just to make everyone forget the name Tian Yu!”