Chapter 337: Little Underworld King Xie Yan, Treasure Exchange at the Tianshang Pavilion!
The towering black pavilion in the heart of Tianshang City, rising nearly a thousand zhang high into the clouds, was none other than the headquarters of Tianshang Pavilion, the dominant force of the Tianshang Domain.
"No wonder they're called the overlords of the Tianshang Domain..."
Lin Dong's gaze swept over the enormous structure, a trace of solemnity flickering in his eyes.
"I wonder… do they have a Revolving Wheel Stage expert sitting at the top?"
"The Pavilion Master of Tianshang Pavilion is a Revolving Wheel Stage expert," Mu Lingshan said as she tilted her head, thinking back. "He once came to my clan looking for treasures, but Grandpa chased him off."
Lin Dong's mouth twitched. The Undying Whale Clan was truly terrifying. To drive off a Revolving Wheel Stage powerhouse like it was nothing…
"Let's go take a look inside," Lin Fan said with a smile, leading the group toward the towering pavilion.
Lin Dong and Mu Lingshan followed closely behind.
Roughly ten minutes later, the trio landed on a massive plaza outside the pavilion.
At this moment, the area was bustling with activity. Huge crowds were streaming in and out of the Tianshang Pavilion's entrance, flowing like an unending tide.
"Isn't that someone from Evil Wind Cave?"
"That guy in front—isn't he the one they call Little Underworld King Xie Yan, said to be the most outstanding talent of Evil Wind Cave's younger generation?"
"His aura is impressive. Seems his reputation isn't unfounded. Definitely one of the top figures among the younger elites of the Tianfeng Sea Region."
…
As Lin Fan and the others casually observed their surroundings, a flurry of murmurs drifted into their ears.
Lin Fan's brows raised slightly. He looked up toward the sky.
There, a group of more than ten figures descended, headed by a young man dressed in black robes with strikingly handsome features.
At the center of his forehead, there was a black skull mark—clearly intentional and exuding a chilling aura. Every step he took radiated a cold, deathly air that seemed to freeze the air around him.
Behind him, over a dozen individuals followed closely. Two elderly men among them appeared indifferent, but their eyes, though cloudy at first glance, gleamed sharply with power—they were clearly no ordinary guards.
"Evil Wind Cave… Little Underworld King, Xie Yan…" Lin Dong murmured under his breath before exchanging a glance with Lin Fan.
They had heard the name before—back on Martial Meet Island.
And of course, Evil Wind Cave's elder, Evil Bone Elder, and his disciple Chen Luo, had both been killed by Lin Fan.
That meant Lin Fan and Evil Wind Cave were already enemies.
In the square, Xie Yan and his group ignored the stares and went straight into the Tianshang Pavilion.
"Let's go too," Lin Fan said calmly. "By the way, Lingshan, to undo the seal on your body, do you need any special materials? If so, we can check inside."
"I need a spiritual herb called Sea King Spirit Grass. With that, I should be able to break the seal," Mu Lingshan said after thinking for a moment.
"Sea King Spirit Grass, huh? Alright, let's head in and see if they have it," Lin Fan nodded, stepping forward toward the pavilion.
Lin Dong and Mu Lingshan followed close behind.
Before long, the trio entered the pavilion's spacious interior.
After a moment of consideration, Lin Fan led them to a treasure appraisal room.
The bright, quiet interior stood in stark contrast to the bustling chaos outside.
Lin Fan sat at an identification table, facing a middle-aged man wearing a standard, professional smile. "Good day, honored guest. What would you like to have appraised?"
"I've got quite a few items," Lin Fan said with a light smile. "Take a look."
With a thought, he pulled out a large pile of items from his system space.
These were spoils of war accumulated on his journey—many from defeated enemies. Among them were items from Evil Bone Elder, his disciples, and even treasures from the Blood Demon Shark Tribe.
The most eye-catching among them were the Demon Shark Fang and Evil Bone Staff.
While the Demon Shark Fang was technically a Pure Yuan Treasure, its drawbacks and backlash made it unworthy of being kept.
The middle-aged man's eyelids twitched violently upon seeing the items.
"T-This… This is Evil Bone Elder's staff? And this… This looks like the Blood Demon Shark Tribe's Demon Shark Fang…"
He could hardly believe his eyes.
"May I ask your name, sir?" the man asked cautiously.
"Lin Fan," came the calm reply.
After a moment's thought, the appraiser nodded. "Please wait. These items are of extraordinary value—especially the staff and the fang. I'll call the Pavilion's steward to evaluate them for you."
"Go ahead," Lin Fan said.
With a bow, the man left through a side door, while Lin Fan and the others waited quietly.
Some time passed.
Then, soft footsteps echoed in the room, accompanied by a faint, elegant fragrance.
"I am Tang Dongling, steward of the Tianshang Pavilion. A pleasure to meet you, Young Master Lin Fan," came a melodic voice.
Lin Fan looked up to see a graceful woman standing before him, dressed in a brilliant red gown that accentuated her stunning figure.
Her delicate, oval-shaped face was framed by silky black hair. A gentle smile graced her lips, making her already sharp chin appear even more alluring.
Her dark eyes, reminiscent of obsidian, locked onto Lin Fan with subtle curiosity.
Behind her stood the respectful middle-aged man from before.
"Thank you for taking the time, Miss Tang," Lin Fan said with a polite nod.
Tang Dongling glanced over the pile of treasures, then smiled. "Would Young Master Lin prefer to sell these items to Tianshang Pavilion directly, or auction them in a few days?"
"I'll cut to the chase," Lin Fan said. "How much for the Demon Shark Fang and the bone staff, if I sell them right now?"
Tang Dongling paused briefly. "For the Demon Shark Fang, our highest offer is 25 million Xuan Yuan Pills. As for the staff, since it hasn't reached Pure Yuan Treasure grade, it's worth eight million at most. Of course, they might fetch a higher price at auction."
"No need for the hassle. I'll sell them now," Lin Fan replied simply.
Tang Dongling quickly calculated. "Including the other items, which amount to roughly 16 million, the total comes to 50 million Xuan Yuan Pills. Does that sound fair, Young Master Lin?"
"That's fine," Lin Fan nodded.
The transaction was completed swiftly.
Afterward, Lin Fan asked, "Miss Tang, does your Pavilion have Volcanic Flame Essence Stones or Sea King Spirit Grass?"
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