Chapter 863

A single Fruit of Power was actually priced at seven hundred. This caused Zi Chen, who had just arrived, to be shocked. However, Zi Chen quickly recognized a familiar voice.

Zi Chen walked into the hall. Wu Yu followed closely behind Zi Chen.

At the center of the hall was an exquisite crystal display case. Eight trial challengers were gathered in front of it. At this time, they were raising the price of a single Fruit of Strength.

There were also a few people around them.

Zi Chen looked at these seven or eight people, and his pupils shrank. These eight people were all Xiantian realm masters. In the outside world, it was difficult to even encounter a Houtian realm master, but on this ancient smelting trial road, Xiantian realm masters were as common as carps crossing the river.

But then he thought about how this place was filled with so many geniuses of the Martial Heaven Continent. It wasn't strange for so many Xiantian experts to appear here.

Among these eight people, Zi Chen saw two familiar faces. One was Xia Xin, and the other was Lei Ming. Lei Ming had also successfully used the lightning essence to increase his yuan energy, allowing him to transform from a Houtian expert to a Xiantian expert.

Lei Ming's gaze was fixated on the Fruit of Strength. He was filled with confidence and was determined to obtain it. The Thunder Tribe's techniques that Lei Ming cultivated included body refinement techniques. The Fruit of Strength was extremely useful to him. In fact, it wasn't only for Lei Ming, the Fruit of Strength was useful to everyone.

Zi Chen, who was familiar with Lei Ming, could clearly see the lack of confidence behind his confident expression. Just now, it was Xia Xin who had called out the price of seven hundred high-grade essence liquids. As for Lei Ming, he shouldn't have that much on him.

Seven hundred high grade yuan liquids was definitely a huge number. It was enough to scare away many Xiantian experts.

Xiantian experts were also divided into ranks. Those who had grasped Xiantian techniques were naturally third rank or higher. For such existences, as long as their realms were high enough to reach the late Primal Core realm, as long as they didn't step onto the ancient path, they wouldn't encounter any life-threatening dangers.

There were also some who had encountered a fortuitous encounter that allowed them to transform into Xiantian experts. For example, Lei Ming was one such person. He had Xiantian yuan energy, but he didn't have any Xiantian techniques. Amongst Xiantian experts, he was below the sixth rank. If he fought a third rank expert, it was natural for him to lose. But if he really wanted to flee, he wouldn't die.

Of course, Zi Chen didn't count.

Out of the eight Xiantian Realm martial artists, after Xia Xin spoke, four of their expressions changed. They looked at Xia Xin, then looked at the two beside him, and decisively gave up. As for Lei Ming, who had the most excited expression, he was completely ignored.

But thinking about it, Lei Ming didn't have any Xiantian level techniques. Even if he stepped into the Xiantian realm, he would still be the weakest Xiantian realm cultivator. Furthermore, the Thunder Clan had declined, and they didn't have a foundation here. Naturally, they wouldn't have many resources.

"Seven hundred, Xia Xin, you're really rich." A Xiantian realm martial artist mocked.

"Compared to the Tu clan's side branch, I'm still lacking." Xia Xin smiled faintly.

"Bah, you want to compete with the Tu Clan's branch family? You're not worthy. A mere Xia Clan dares to compete with me for resources? Seems like the Xia Clan has been living a comfortable life recently." Tu Hou, who came from the Tu Clan's branch family, said coldly.

Xia Xin smiled. "This is the Treasure Pavilion. Whoever offers the highest price gets it. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with the clan."

"Hmph, it's only seven hundred. Do you really think you've won? Seven hundred and fifty." Another cold snort came from the side. There was still a Xiantian realm martial artist who didn't withdraw.

Tu Hou turned his head and glared at the other party. "Lu Pin, you also want to compete with me."

Lu Pin glanced at Tu Hou and said, "Recently, my body's strength has reached a bottleneck. I need this Fruit of Strength to break through. Tu Hou, if you have the strength, then bid. If you don't, then withdraw. Why are you glaring at me?"

Tu Hou snorted coldly. "Good, good Lu Pin. Just you wait. Eight hundred."

The three of them competed while the people around them watched the show. No one stepped forward to stop them, and no one dared to do so. As for the Treasure Pavilion, which focused on profit, they were naturally happy to see such a scene happen.

It could even be said that the Treasure Pavilion's action was obviously to drive up the price.

"Eight hundred and fifty."

After Xia Xin shouted out, his expression turned ugly. Seven hundred drops of High Grade Origin Liquid was already the limit of what he could offer. Adding Lei Ming's, he could still afford this price.

But when he thought about how the Fruit of Strength that was priced at 605 drops of upper grade yuan liquid was actually raised to eight hundred and fifty, endless anger rose in his heart.

"Good Xia Clan."

Lu Pin snorted coldly, but didn't continue bidding. The normal price of a Fruit of Strength was around five hundred. The current price had exceeded the normal price by too much.

"Eight hundred and fifty is already the limit? Pauper." Tu Hou's eyes had a trace of ridicule. He then smiled and said, "Nine hundred."

Nine hundred was already an extremely high price. Xia Xin also shrank back. He shook his head and sighed. He turned to Lei Ming and said apologetically, "Sorry."

"Haha, a bunch of paupers actually want to compete with me, Tu Hou." Tu Hou laughed complacently.

"One thousand." Suddenly, an abrupt voice came from not far away.

"Who is it? Are you courting death?" Tu Hou turned his head, his eyes emitting coldness.

The surrounding crowd subconsciously moved aside. Wu Yu followed Zi Chen out from the crowd. Everyone's gaze landed on the two. Of course, they were mainly looking at Zi Chen.

"Are you courting death?" Tu Hou asked coldly.

Zi Chen glanced at Earth Marquis and said, "It's utterly pointless for you to threaten me here. If you really have the ability, then just say this to me outside the city. If you're able to make it into the city alive, then I'll take your surname."

The confidence in Zi Chen's words caused everyone's expression to change. Compared to Zi Chen's threat, Tu Hou's threat was too weak.

Tu Hou's expression twisted. His eyes flickered with coldness. His killing intent didn't decrease at all. The surrounding Xiantian Realm experts' eyes flickered. They couldn't see through Zi Chen's strength, so they didn't dare to speak casually.

"Zi Chen, it's you." Lei Ming's excited voice sounded. Xia Xin looked at Zi Chen with surprise.

Zi Chen looked at the two and smiled, "Of course it's me."

"When did you come?" The two stopped paying attention to the Fruit of Strength and started to reminisce about the past with Zi Chen.

The surrounding people first heard this name and found it familiar. But soon, they recalled everything about Zi Chen from the depths of their memories.

"It's him, the Zi Chen who killed a Xiantian Realm expert."

"It's actually him."

Everyone's gaze fell on Zi Chen, and their expressions changed. The trial takers' eyes were filled with reverence, and the Xiantian Realm experts' faces were filled with fear. Clearly, this person was someone who had killed a Xiantian Realm expert before, and wasn't just a simple threat from Tu Hou.

Tu Hou's expression became even more unsightly. He wasn't afraid of being killed by Zi Chen, but he had been humiliated again and again today. His heart was filled with anger. Not only had he humiliated himself, but he had also humiliated the Tu Family.

Apart from the chatter of Zi Chen and the other two, there was no other sound. At this moment, everyone's gaze was on the three of them. The Fruit of Strength that everyone was looking forward to had actually become a foil.

A moment later, a humble voice sounded, "May I ask if you want to buy the Fruit of Strength now?"

The one who spoke was a beautiful woman from the Precious Treasure Pavilion. Her attitude was extremely good, and she had a sweet smile on her face.

Zi Chen turned his head to look at her and smiled, "I was just joking. I don't need the Fruit of Strength."

The woman was instantly startled. She hadn't expected Zi Chen to say such a thing.

"Haha, so you're that savage Zi Chen who has a crazy love for resources." Tu Hou's expression was extremely unsightly. After hearing that Zi Chen didn't want the Fruit of Strength, he laughed loudly.

Zi Chen looked at Tu Hou and asked, "What, am I famous?"

"Famous, of course you're famous. But in my opinion, you're just a poor bastard. Only a poor bastard would rob other people's resources without any bottom line." Tu Hou sneered.

"Yes, you're right. I'm very poor." Zi Chen admitted this point because he always felt that he didn't have enough resources.

"Poor bastard, you dare to bid when you don't have anything? Are you trying to show off your existence?" Tu Hou sneered.

"I was just joking. As for the Fruit of Strength, it doesn't have much use for me."

Tu Hou laughed again after hearing this. "Poor bastard, don't flatter yourself. Poor is poor. Moreover, looking at your poor appearance, it would be difficult for you to take out a thousand drops of upper grade essence liquid."

At this moment, Tu Hou's point of view was unanimously approved by everyone. Everyone could see that this famous Zi Chen didn't have many resources on him.

Zi Chen also admitted this point.

He nodded and said, "Yes, I admit that I'm very poor. I'm so poor that I only have the Fruit of Strength left. That's why I said that it's useless."

Tu Hou laughed and said, "What did I just hear? The best joke ever? So poor that you only have the Fruit of Strength left? Zi Chen, it's not that I'm looking down on you, but if you can take out one, no, three Fruits of Strength, I won't buy this one. As for the nine hundred drops of essence liquid, I'll give it to you for free."

"Are you serious?" Zi Chen looked at him.

"Of course."

Tu Hou said proudly, "But if you can't take it out, I don't want anything from a poor bastard like you. You just need to get out of here and take a detour when you see me."

This was clearly a bet. There was going to be a good show to watch. Everyone became excited again.

Lei Ming and Xia Xin didn't say anything because they believed in Zi Chen's decision.

Zi Chen shook his finger and said, "No, no."

"What? You want to go back on your words? Haha, if you do, then get out of here immediately." Tu Hou laughed complacently. The face he had just lost was regained. He was very happy.

"No, you misunderstood. What I meant was that three is too little. I'll take out thirty." Zi Chen stared at Tu Hou and said.

"What? Thirty?" Tu Hou was shocked by this number, but soon he laughed mockingly.

"If you can't take out thirty, then consider it my loss."

Just as he laughed coldly, Zi Chen flipped his hand and a Fruit of Strength appeared in his hand. Then, Zi Chen's hand shook and he threw the Fruit of Strength to Lei Ming.

Zi Chen really took out the Fruit of Strength. Everyone was stunned. The smile on Tu Hou's face also disappeared in an instant. He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Zi Chen said with a smile, "The one just now doesn't count. This one is."