The Kun Sea Part 1

After Tianwan's death, Zhang Jingmo quickly left with her belongings.

The two did not fight for long, leaving very few traces. The disciples would likely only confirm her death upon seeing her shattered life jade tablet in the sect.

Indeed, as Zhang Jingmo expected, it was over ten days after he left that the Kuchan Valley disciples found the place they fought. However, the disciples were all shocked to discover traces of Tianwan, yet none believed she had perished.

Only when news spread in the sect that Tianwan's enshrined life jade tablet had shattered did they realize she had been killed. Upon learning this, the Kuchan Valley disciples who had gone out to search for Tianwan all showed looks of horror.

Tianfeng's death had already caused Tianlu to fly into a rage, and the disciples naturally suffered misfortune. Now, in less than a hundred years, Tianwan had also died. It was clear that if Tianlu emerged from seclusion to see this, his fury would be unimaginable.

To quell Tianlu's anger, there was likely only one way - capturing Zhang Jingmo, the murderer of Tianfeng and Tianwan, and bringing him back to Kuchan Valley.

This was easier said than done. The disciples could only report the matter to their superiors to decide.

Zhang Jingmo was unaware that after he left, Kuchan Valley had fallen into chaos. But even if he knew, he would probably only give a cold smile.

Tianwan was a vicious woman with cruel methods, having taken thousands of lives. But if not for Zhang Jingmo's scheme against her, she could have still reached the Nascent Soul stage, becoming one of the three new Nascent Soul elders of Kuchan Valley alongside the deceased Tianfeng and the secluded Tianlu.

But life is unpredictable. She never imagined she would end up having her soul tempered daily in the Yin Demon Cave.

After leaving Lingxu Sect and killing Tianwan, Zhang Jingmo flew towards the direction of the Kun Sea.

Lingxu Sect was located inland. Even for a cultivator like Zhang Jingmo, it would take several months of flying at full speed to see the ocean.

This continent was extremely vast, with many unknown areas waiting to be explored.

Zhang Jingmo was in no hurry. He traveled at a leisurely pace, taking a full three months to reach his destination.

During these three months, he used his spare time to search for some medicinal herbs and refine some elixirs. Previously, while cultivating in the spiritual vein, Zhang Jingmo naturally did not forget to empty the spiritual stones inside before leaving, only leaving some for Lu Guijiu and taking the rest with him.

It could be said that the number of spiritual stones on Zhang Jingmo's person could even arouse the greed of an entire sect.

After arriving at his destination, he changed his appearance. Zhang Jingmo was originally handsome and liked to wear white clothes, always having an otherworldly air about him.

Now, he changed into a vermilion robe. His features were still handsome, but compared to his former otherworldly style, this look was more like that of a young noble from an aristocratic family.

Zhang Jingmo also took Zhu Yan out from the Sumeru Ring and let it perch on his shoulder.

Zhu Yan rarely saw so many people and chirped curiously, showing great interest in the surroundings.

Zhang Jingmo's destination this time was called the Kun Sea. As the name suggests, this sea was extremely wide and vast, separating the continent Zhang Jingmo was on from another continent.

There were many giant beasts in the sea. To fly across the sea to the other continent, one needed to be at least at the Golden Core stage. But even with Golden Core cultivation, there would still be danger. When Zhang Jingmo crossed the sea back then, he had already formed his Nascent Soul.

However, Zhang Jingmo's purpose for coming this time was not to cross the sea, but for something else.

Trade by the sea had always been much more prosperous than inland. It was now the dead of winter. Zhang Jingmo, wearing a vermilion long robe and a white sable fur cloak, walked in the market, appearing noble and imposing.

Zhu Yan perched on Zhang Jingmo's shoulder, not flying around, but its lively eyes seemed curious about everything around it.

Zhang Jingmo walked forward while observing his surroundings.

At this time, snow was falling heavily, but it did not hinder the business of cultivators. The owner of this market was very generous, directly setting up a barrier formed from spiritual power to block the falling snowflakes. On the streets, there were spiritual fires burning every ten meters or so, illuminating the evening market as if it were daytime.

Zhang Jingmo passed several streets. Along the way, several people tried to sell him things. For some, he just picked them up, looked at them, and put them down casually. For others, he didn't even look and just walked away with a look of disdain.

So along the way, he didn't buy anything.

Until his footsteps stopped in front of a treasure pavilion called Giant Devourer.

Giant Devourer, just from the name, one could tell how ambitious the owner of this shop was. Zhang Jingmo looked up at the black signboard and directly stepped into the shop.

Seeing a customer come in, the shop assistant came up to greet him, found Zhang Jingmo a table, poured a pot of hot tea attentively, and then asked what he wanted.

Zhang Jingmo took a sip of the tea. The tea was quite good, not only did the tea leaves contain spiritual energy, but even the water was spiritual water. But he only took one sip and did not drink more. Hearing the shop assistant ask what he needed, he said indifferently, "Do you have thousand-year spirit shells here?"

The shop assistant's expression did not change upon hearing about the thousand-year spirit shells. He smiled and said, "Sir, we have everything here, it's just the price..."

Zhang Jingmo said, "The price is negotiable."

The shop assistant nodded. He could not make the decision regarding the thousand-year spirit shells, so he called over the manager on duty.

When the manager saw Zhang Jingmo, he sized him up. His eyes were very sharp. With one glance, he could tell that although Zhang Jingmo's attire was not flashy, the clothes he wore and the ornaments at his waist were all top-quality items. As for the little bird perched on Zhang Jingmo's shoulder, he couldn't even tell what species it was at the moment.

This assessment only took a moment. The next instant, the manager was certain that the person in front of him was indeed a distinguished guest. The smile on his face grew even more brilliant as he said, "Sir, I heard you want to buy thousand-year spirit shells?"

Zhang Jingmo nodded. Spirit shells were a very common spirit beast, and could be found in both the inner and outer seas. But it was precisely because they were so common that thousand-year-old spirit shells were extremely rare.

The manager said, "You..."

Before he could finish, Zhang Jingmo casually reached into his Sumeru Ring and actually pulled out a giant horn over ten feet long.

The shopkeeper, who was knowledgeable about treasures, exclaimed in shock upon seeing it, "A giant deer horn!"

Zhang Jingmo nodded, "Will you trade it for that thousand-year spirit shell or not?"

How could the shopkeeper refuse such a good deal? He quickly nodded, "Of course, of course I'll trade it."

Zhang Jingmo seemed a bit impatient, "Since you're willing to trade, hurry up and get it. I don't have time to waste here with you."

The shopkeeper didn't mind Zhang Jingmo's poor attitude - what did it matter if the God of Wealth had a bad attitude, as long as there was money to be made! Trading a thousand-year spirit shell for that giant deer horn was making way too much profit!

The shopkeeper had his assistant attend to Zhang Jingmo while he went inside to fetch the spirit shell.

The assistant diligently refilled Zhang Jingmo's tea cup and asked if he wanted anything else. But Zhang Jingmo completely ignored the assistant. He just took out a bottle of elixir from his bosom, took out a black pill from it, and fed it to Zhu Yan perched on his shoulder.

This was Zhu Yan's favorite thing. After the little creature swallowed it in one gulp, it chirped happily.

The snubbed assistant wasn't upset and still had a full smile on his face.

Before long, the shopkeeper returned with the spirit shell and handed it to Zhang Jingmo. Zhang Jingmo casually gave the giant deer horn to the shopkeeper, put away the spirit shell, and got up to leave.

When he reached the door, he suddenly seemed to remember something. He turned his head and asked offhandedly, "Do you have any Blackwind Wood here?"

The shopkeeper smiled, "Of course we do."

Zhang Jingmo paused and for the first time, a hint of a faint smile appeared on his impatient face. He said, "I didn't expect you to have quite a lot of things here."

The shopkeeper said proudly, "You may not know, sir, but our Giant Devourer is the largest treasure pavilion on the edge of the Kun Sea. Although I dare not claim we have everything rare and exotic, we can satisfy most of our customers' needs."

Hearing this, Zhang Jingmo finally turned around and said, "Then do you have Fusion Sea Essence here?"

Upon hearing the words "Fusion Sea Essence", the shopkeeper's face changed slightly, but only for a moment. He quickly resumed his smile and said, "Of course we do. But I don't know if you can afford the price, sir."

Zhang Jingmo said with seeming disdain, "In all my life, I've never encountered anything I couldn't afford to buy." After all, he thought, he usually seized most things by force anyway.

The shopkeeper said, "If you are truly interested, sir, please come inside to discuss."

Hearing this, Zhang Jingmo followed the shopkeeper into the inner room without hesitation.

After the two sat down and the assistant had served the tea, he tactfully withdrew and closed the door, knowing to give them privacy.

The shopkeeper said, "Did you come this time just for the Fusion Sea Essence, sir?"

Zhang Jingmo said indifferently, "Otherwise, what would I be doing here at Kun Sea?"

Fusion Sea Essence was a specialty of the Kun Sea, very famous throughout the entire continent. But the more famous something was, the rarer it tended to be. This Fusion Sea Essence was only produced once every thousand years, with no more than five drops per vial. For this reason, each drop of Fusion Sea Essence was worth a fortune.

The shopkeeper sized up Zhang Jingmo again. In fact, every thousand years, people like Zhang Jingmo would come knocking. They were extravagant spenders and likely from prestigious families, but they never revealed their identities. After obtaining the Fusion Sea Essence, they would leave directly.

Such people were the best customers to do business with.

The shopkeeper smiled, "I just don't know what price you can afford, sir."

Zhang Jingmo said coldly, "That depends on how much you dare to ask."

The shopkeeper said, "To be honest, if you had gone to other treasure pavilions today, you would likely be disappointed. But since you've come to our Giant Devourer, we won't let you leave empty-handed."

Zhang Jingmo seemed to finally show some interest. He said lazily, "Oh?"

The shopkeeper stared at Zhu Yan flitting about on Zhang Jingmo's shoulder for a moment and said solemnly, "If I'm not mistaken, that little bird on your shoulder is a Zhu Yan, right?"

Zhang Jingmo smiled, "Your eye is not bad."

The shopkeeper said, "One can't be in this business without a good eye."