C7 Treasure Pavilion

"Heaven Devouring Dragon Soul actually absorbed the effects of the Spirit Fount Pill inside me?"

Ye Chen was initially stunned by the actions of the Heaven Devouring Dragon Soul, then he looked utterly incredulous. To him, the fact that it could devour Martial Souls and Demon Beast Cores was already terrifying. But he never imagined it could also consume the effects of medicine pills.

"In that case, I'll swallow the remaining ten Spirit Fount Pills and see if the Heaven Devouring Dragon Soul can enhance its level after absorbing their effects!"

With a determined glint in his eyes, Ye Chen took out the remaining ten Spirit Fount Pills from his storage bag and consumed them one by one, beginning to refine the effects within his body.

"Boom!"

Just as Ye Chen finished swallowing the ten Spirit Fount Pills, an astonishing scene unfolded. The Heaven Devouring Dragon Soul within him suddenly let out a resonant dragon roar, then opened its massive mouth and absorbed the effects of all ten pills.

Then, the original five beams of yellow light on the Heaven Devouring Dragon Soul burst forth.

Six beams of yellow light!

Seven beams of yellow light!

The terrifying aura of the Heaven Devouring Dragon Soul only began to stabilize after it had increased to seven beams of yellow light.

After consuming ten Spirit Fount Pills, the Heaven Devouring Dragon Soul's rank astonishingly rose to Yellow Rank Grade Seven! Feeling the transformation within, Ye Chen's face lit up with excitement and disbelief. Previously, after absorbing the martial souls of Yang Wei and Tu Qi, it had only reached Yellow Rank Grade Five. But now, with the consumption of ten Spirit Fount Pills, it had advanced two whole levels! This meant the Heaven Devouring Dragon Soul could not only absorb martial souls and demon beast cores to enhance its rank but could also consume medicine pills for the same purpose. This was an unexpected delight for Ye Chen!

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Early the next morning, Ye Chen headed to the market.

Treasure Pavilion.

"Master Ye Chen, the pelt and bones of this Blood-Spotted Leopard are priced at ten thousand silver coins. As for the seven Yellow Rank herbs, they can be traded for a total of fifty thousand silver coins. How does that sound?" the shopkeeper of the Treasure Pavilion said, glancing at the herbs on the counter and the Blood-Spotted Leopard carcass on the floor.

"Agreed," Ye Chen nodded in agreement.

The Treasure Pavilion spanned the entire continent, with branches in almost every region, from the Low Martial Field to the highest. Its background was shrouded in mystery, and with such a vast enterprise, they certainly wouldn't deceive him on the price.

"Hey?"

Just as Ye Chen was putting away the silver coins he received from the shopkeeper and was about to leave the Treasure Pavilion, he suddenly felt a subtle reaction from the Heaven Slaying Sword within him. It was as if the sword had sensed something valuable in the pavilion.

"Could it be that there's a treasure here capable of enhancing the Heaven Slaying Sword's quality?"

Feeling the sword's excitement, Ye Chen's curiosity was piqued, and he began to explore the pavilion more thoroughly. Before long, he detected a peculiar metallic aura emanating from a nearby display.

Without hesitation, Ye Chen followed the aura, quickly making his way toward its source. Sure enough, in a secluded corner of the Treasure Pavilion, he found the origin of the aura that had stirred the Heaven Slaying Sword.

"This is... a mid-level Yellow Rank ore, Cold Iron!"

Ye Chen's eyes lit up, and he felt a surge of excitement. Typically, mid-level Yellow Rank Cold Iron is used to forge Yellow Rank weapons or as a base material for Yellow Rank armor. It's not considered particularly rare.

However, this piece of Cold Iron was different. It was a mother stone over five hundred years old, which, if used to forge Yellow Rank weapons and armor, could achieve the effects of a high-level Yellow Rank ore!

If this were at a market, this piece of cold iron would fetch at least sixty to seventy thousand silver coins. Moreover, the cold iron has been fashioned into a very worn-out piece of armor. It looks incomplete, almost like a defective product, not something that would catch anyone's eye.

"If I'm not mistaken, this armor made from cold iron should enhance the Heaven Slaying Sword's rank. Otherwise, the sword wouldn't be emanating such strong and eager emotions," Ye Chen thought to himself, taking a deep breath.

This armor, though it appears extremely worn and lacks significant defensive capabilities, contains cold iron that, if reforged into a weapon, could be worth over a hundred thousand silver coins. Ye Chen initially intended to buy some herbs for crafting Spirit Fount Pills at the Treasure Pavilion, but he never expected to stumble upon such a treasure. This discovery sparked a bit of excitement in him.

"Master Ye Chen, did you find something you like?" The shopkeeper approached Ye Chen with a warm smile, asking eagerly.

"Hey, how much for this armor?"

Ye Chen asked calmly, pointing casually at the piece of armor made from cold iron in the corner. He knew that if the shopkeeper noticed anything unusual, getting the armor at a low price would be much harder. After all, as the manager of the Treasure Pavilion, the shopkeeper was unlikely to overlook something valuable. This armor, crafted from cold iron, was only in such a remote corner because it looked shabby and wasn't a complete piece.

"To be honest, Young Master Ye, this cold iron armor was already reserved a few days ago by Young Master Shen Yanfan from the Shen family. He even paid a deposit. If you want it, you might need to have a word with him."

The shopkeeper explained with a wry smile. He was puzzled why this seemingly worthless piece of armor, which usually didn't attract a second glance, was suddenly desired first by Shen Yanfan and now by Ye Chen. Could it be that this cold iron armor was actually a hidden treasure?

"Haha. Ye Chen, if you really want this cold iron armor, there's a way. Why don't you call me 'Grandpa' and crawl under my legs? Then I'll let you have it. How about that?"

Just then, a commotion erupted outside the Treasure Pavilion. Several martial artists were pushed aside as a young man in a blue silk outfit strode in confidently. The guards accompanying him cleared the way, causing irritation among the crowd. However, once everyone recognized the young man's identity, silence fell over them, and no one dared to utter a word of complaint.

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