Floating Sand Escape

After some deliberation, Qin Sang decided to give it a try. "I possess an incomplete secret art, though cultivating it is exceedingly difficult." As he spoke, Qin Sang swiftly retrieved a blank jade slip and inscribed the first layer of the Fire Seed Golden Lotus into it. *Alas, reduced to hawking secret arts for a living.* Qin Sang shook his head internally. Unless left with no other choice, he would never share such a top-tier secret art with anyone else, lest he nurture a rival for himself. However, if it meant acquiring the Seven Masters' Buddhist Seal, it would be well worth it. He made no attempt to conceal its shortcomings, knowing full well the other party could spot them easily. Qin Sang raised his palm slightly, sending the jade slip drifting forward. It passed through the restriction he had personally set up and floated in midair alongside the Nether Fiend Thorn. However, Qin Sang did not open up his divine sense to everyone, adding, "I have no need for cultivation methods. If Fellow Daoist takes an interest, I hope to trade it for an earth-attribute escape art." Understanding his intent, the other person gave a chuckle and said nonchalantly, "An incomplete secret art with an exceedingly high cultivation difficulty... I only fear my aptitude is too dull to even grasp its threshold!" As he spoke, the person sent forth a strand of divine sense to examine it. Qin Sang concealed the core contents and allowed only him to inspect it. After a short while. The person suddenly let out a soft exclamation of surprise, piquing the curiosity of the onlookers. After a brief hesitation, the person said solemnly, "Fellow Daoist's secret art is indeed extraordinary, but its drawback is also unimaginably severe! When you obtained this secret art, was there anything else beside it?" The person had actually deduced that such a secret art was too dangerous and might require an auxiliary cultivation method or item. Yet he had not refused outright—could it be that he had also subdued some spiritual fire, or was confident he could avert the danger? Qin Sang's thoughts raced as he brought out his prearranged pretext. "This art is a treasured heirloom of my sect. If such an item existed, why would I have spent my efforts on another path? After all, compared to this drawback, there is always some hope of satisfying the second condition." The second condition referred to spiritual fire; as long as one was willing to invest time, one could slowly gather various spiritual fires to condense fire lotus seeds. The "another path" referred to body cultivation. According to the conventional understanding of most Nascent Soul cultivators, when encountering a cultivation bottleneck, some might seek an opportunity by turning to the physical body or divine sense. Yet even blessed prodigies with heavenly spiritual roots could not cultivate essence, qi, and spirit all at once. Qin Sang had made it abundantly clear that he was determined to obtain the Seven Masters' Buddhist Seal, indicating he had already attained considerable mastery in body cultivation. Evidently, he had hit a wall along the path of divine sense; otherwise, why would he hold a top-tier divine sense secret art without practicing it? This was completely logical. Who could have guessed that, relying on the jade Buddha, Qin Sang had cultivated several methods and secret arts that others deemed utterly impossible to master, embarking on an entirely unprecedented path! After a prolonged silence. After weighing his options for a long time, the person finally spoke, producing a jade slip at the same time. "I have a technique called the Floating Sand Escape, but it cannot be considered top-tier. I fear it may not satisfy that fellow daoist's requirements." *This person is no simple character—he truly intends to buy the Fire Seed Golden Lotus!* Qin Sang's thoughts raced. After obtaining consent from both the seller and Venerable Chongtai, he invited the owner of the Seven Masters' Buddhist Seal to join the transaction. After reviewing the Floating Sand Escape, the owner of the Seven Masters' Buddhist Seal hesitated for a moment and asked Qin Sang, "Fellow Daoist is a body cultivator?" Qin Sang gave a light chuckle, answering elliptically, "Fellow Daoist shouldn't be too greedy." The owner of the Seven Masters' Buddhist Seal was silent for a moment before making up his mind. "The Floating Sand Escape plus the Nether Fiend Thorn in exchange for the Seven Masters' Buddhist Seal!" Qin Sang frowned. His maneuver had its pros and cons; it dispelled the other person's doubts, but emboldened the owner of the Seven Masters' Buddhist Seal to demand an exorbitant price. *These old fellows are all as shrewd as ghosts. There's no way to pick up a bargain here.* Realizing this, Qin Sang cast aside his hesitation and swept his gaze over the surrounding halos of white light. "Add two drops of Heavenly Crown Heavy Liquid!" "One drop!" "Deal!" Relieved, Qin Sang let the owner of the Seven Masters' Buddhist Seal figure out how to purchase the Heavenly Crown Heavy Liquid, while he turned to hash things out with the other party. Before Qin Sang could speak, the person said with a chuckle, "Even in its incomplete state, the value of Fellow Daoist's secret art firmly exceeds the Floating Sand Escape. What else do you desire?" This person was straightforward indeed. Qin Sang softened his tone. "Help me trade for that piece of blue-spotted gold, or the flocculent cloud crystals." The onlookers watched in silence. They guessed that Qin Sang intended to refine a magic treasure, but even though the three spiritual materials shared similar properties, they could hardly be mixed together like this, leaving the crowd somewhat bewildered. After a dizzying series of exchanges. The jade slip and Nether Fiend Thorn in front of Qin Sang's bamboo pavilion vanished. In their place, three items rested in his hands: A jade slip. A fist-sized piece of blue-spotted gold, entirely black and dotted with blue flecks. And a jade bottle containing a single drop of silver liquid, which felt even heavier in hand than the blue-spotted gold. He probed the jade slip with his divine sense, quickly scanning its contents to confirm the divine ability was genuine. Without examining it in detail for now, he put it away. Up to this point in the trade fair, Qin Sang's transaction was by far the most intricate, eventually drawing in six Nascent Soul cultivators since the owner of the Floating Sand Escape had to go through yet another intermediary to acquire the blue-spotted gold. Every party walked away thoroughly satisfied with the trade. Even more satisfied was Venerable Chongtai, who smiled and said, "Will the next fellow daoist please step forward!" Next, the three bamboo pavilions receded. Qin Sang glanced at his jade plaque, wondering why his turn hadn't arrived yet given that he hadn't arrived particularly late. A voice drifted in from outside: "Space-Locking Sword, in exchange for a top-grade magic treasure!" Hearing this, Qin Sang promptly looked outside. Even at the Myriad Demons Assembly, top-grade magic treasures rarely appeared. Inside the white light floated a finger-sized jade sword. The jade sword was pure white, completely devoid of markings. The moment Qin Sang saw it, it looked strikingly familiar—this was the very same petite jade sword held in the skeletal hands inside the Buddhist hall! *Old Man Hunmo or Primordial Monarch Yuyi?* Qin Sang's eyes narrowed slightly, as though attempting to pierce through the darkness and see the occupant inside the bamboo pavilion. He had already learned that the person who entered the Buddhist hall alongside Old Man Hunmo was a female devil named Primordial Monarch Yuyi. The remaining magic treasures in the Buddhist hall had undoubtedly fallen into their hands. *It's actually a top-grade magic treasure!* *Had I known, I would have snatched the jade sword, and I wouldn't have had to bother refining the Jinchen Sword.* As Qin Sang mused to himself, he suddenly heard someone question, "This is clearly a high-grade magic treasure. Why are you demanding a top-grade magic treasure in return?" Hearing the doubt, a flat, faint chuckle came from the bamboo pavilion. "Since I dared make such an offer, there is naturally a reason. This sword is not only a high-grade magic treasure, but it also conceals an unknown secret—one that I am currently unable to unravel. If it finds someone fated with it, I believe its value will certainly not fall short of a top-grade magic treasure, and may even surpass it!" This remark caused a stir among the crowd. Demanding such an exorbitant price for a secret the seller themselves could not unlock was utterly absurd! Curious as he was, Qin Sang had no intention of sending out his divine sense to inspect it, remaining an aloof spectator.