Chapter 87: The Payment
"Oh? Is there something on my face, or have I become even more beautiful?"
Saintess Seat tried her best to change the subject. Although she didn't know what had gone wrong, a very ominous feeling surged in her heart.
"Saintess Seat, the spatial card you provided—where did you get it? Did you buy it?"
Su Xiao placed the spatial card on the table. The spatial locking point on this thing was mysteriously erratic.
"That's right, I bought it."
"Where did you buy it?"
"From... from a friend."
Saintess Seat already knew the spatial card was the problem. She chose to invent a friend out of thin air. No matter what, she couldn't admit today that she had made these spatial cards herself.
"A friend? What are their characteristics?"
Bored, Tuanzhang also chimed in to ask. In truth, everyone present knew that these troublesome spatial cards were made by Saintess Seat herself.
"He's a little old man, shifty-looking, always smirking, very unhygienic..."
Saintess Seat began to fabricate wildly. Bubu Wang and Baha listened, utterly bewildered.
"What the hell."
After hearing Saintess Seat's description, Baha felt she was describing Kaisa—it was too similar.
"Those are basically the traits. I'm innocent. You have to trust my character. Anyone who dares not trust me, I'll bite them."
As she spoke, Saintess Seat glanced sidelong at Beini, who was curled up into a ball, her eyes gleaming, ready at any moment to snatch Beini into her arms.
Kaisa probably never dreamed he would end up carrying such a huge burden. Fortunately, everyone knew Saintess Seat was just making things up.
Ten-plus minutes later, the Undying Old Man walked into the Starry Sky Seat. His aura was like an abyss—dark, deep, weighing heavily on the spirit.
"Undying Old Man, your aura is a bit twisted. What did you swallow this time?"
Saintess Seat successfully changed the subject.
"An Ancient God."
The Undying Old Man didn't say much. After glancing at Saintess Seat, the spatial card in his hand was corroded into dust by darkness. Seeing this, Saintess Seat shrank her head, feeling guilty inside, silently praying that Daomo wouldn't come, and definitely wouldn't use the spatial card she had provided.
Of the six members of the Starry Sky Seat, five had now arrived. The black mist figure in the main seat said, "Let's begin. Daomo probably won't come..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Daomo walked into the Starry Sky Seat, wearing a tattered long coat, with a faint blue gleam visible in his pupils. Seeing that his pupils showed blue instead of red, Tuanzhang, White Bull, and the Undying Old Man didn't stand up. Daomo was rational at the moment.
"What a rare gathering for a Starry Sky Feast."
The black mist figure sighed with emotion. How long had it been since all members of the Starry Sky Seat were present?
Saintess Seat also seemed happy, but on the surface, she was panicking inside. She desperately wanted to know if Daomo had encountered any problems when using the spatial card.
"Whose... thing is this?"
Daomo took a spatial card from inside his clothes, muddy water dripping from his sleeve.
Seeing this, Saintess Seat's expression turned serious. From the look in her eyes, she was clearly ready to bite someone. Even Bubu Wang shrank back, afraid Saintess Seat would bite him. He was terrified at that moment.
Daomo narrowed his eyes, then sat down after a moment, taking seat number one.
White Bull glanced at Daomo, then turned his gaze to Su Xiao. This was quite interesting—two parties were selling Black Maple Tree yields, one with large quantity, the other with high quality.
"Daomo, how much Black Maple Tree yield did you bring this time? It's too hard to buy from Bai Ye."
Saintess Seat glared resentfully at Tuanzhang and White Bull. Every time Su Xiao brought Black Maple Tree yield, Tuanzhang and White Bull bought it at high prices, or rather, they always managed to offer things Su Xiao needed.
"Not much."
Daomo's aura began to turn dangerous.
"That shouldn't be. Your Black Maple Tree is so tall, the yield should be plenty. Unless~"
Saintess Seat thought of something and stopped speaking.
"It was... stolen... half."
Daomo's voice was low, but the killing intent in his aura surged. That group of thieves had already visited for the second time.
Hearing this, Su Xiao remained expressionless, but he had already guessed the general situation.
"Since everyone has arrived, this round of the Starry Sky Feast officially begins."
The black mist figure spoke. He knew why Daomo's Black Maple Tree yield had been stolen. Not only was he aware, but he had almost become a participant.
In reality, Daomo's Black Maple Tree yield hadn't been lost at all—it had been moved to one of Daomo's old residences from years ago. If Daomo remembered that residence and went back, he would find a huge pile of Black Maple Tree yield there.
To put it in the words of a few unscrupulous old fellows, how could they possibly steal Daomo's Black Maple Tree yield? They were just storing it for him.
"Huh? Stolen again? You really have a lot of thieves at home. What kind of bastards would do such a thing? How despicable. Anyone associated with those people must also be bad guys."
Saintess Seat indignantly denounced. The black mist figure and Su Xiao both remained silent. When the transaction was over, it would be time to provide the alchemy formula and have Su Xiao help concoct the potion. Then Saintess Seat would experience what 'surprise' truly meant.
Su Xiao had brought 4000 grams of Black Maple Tree branches this time, which was 4 kilograms. With a large amount of World Core (fragments), the Black Maple Tree's growth rate had increased, naturally boosting the yield.
"Everyone, let's begin. As per tradition, first state what each of you needs. Saintess Seat wants the 'Stellar Imprint,' White Bull needs 'Life Source,' Tuanzhang needs 'World Core,' Bai Ye needs 'Soul Severing Shadow Stone,' Daomo needs... Daomo didn't come last time, and the Undying Old Man needs information on the 'Undying Curse.'"
After the black mist figure finished speaking, he gradually fell silent. He did not participate in the Starry Sky Feast transactions.
"White Bull, the Life Source you wanted."
Su Xiao took out a faintly glowing orb. Life Source had no fixed form and changed with the environment.
"I've been having good luck lately."
White Bull showed a smile. Last Starry Sky Feast, he had obtained one Life Source from Tuanzhang, and now Su Xiao had brought another. This would allow him to completely suppress the injuries in his body, keeping them from flaring up for several years. It was a testament to White Bull's formidable physique—anyone else with his injuries would have died long ago.
"Bai Ye, name your price."
"The remains of the First Generation Law Destroyer."
As soon as Su Xiao finished speaking, Daomo cast a glance at him.
"Unfortunately, I don't have what you need in my hands."
"..."
Su Xiao tossed the Life Source toward White Bull. White Bull's large hand swept out, catching the Life Source. He already understood Su Xiao's meaning.
"Recently, I've been at war with the Feather Race. This time, we've fought enough. Continuing would be pointless. I'll send envoys to negotiate with them. The war should cease in three to five days. After that, I'll have my people mobilize all channels to search for the remains of the First Generation Law Destroyer. If we really can't find them, we'll just take them by force."
White Bull meant that he knew of a certain force possessing the remains of the First Generation Law Destroyer. If they couldn't find them through searching, they would simply raid.
"At the next Starry Sky Feast, I will bring the remains of the First Generation Law Destroyer."
"Deal."
Su Xiao had a great need for the First Generation remains. The Starry Sky Seat was his only channel for obtaining them.
The Starry Sky Feast transaction officially began. Daomo brought out a pile of Black Maple Tree yield, estimated to weigh over 30 kilograms. A Starry Sky Seat specialty—Black Maple Tree yield measured by the kilogram.
Just as Su Xiao was about to take out his own Black Maple Tree yield, Saintess Seat from the neighboring seat produced a long wooden box. Opening it, a long blade came into Su Xiao's view.
Su Xiao picked up the sheathed long blade. He felt a lightness on his leg—Beini had been snatched into Saintess Seat's arms. Beini was dumbfounded. Where was she? It was so cramped.
Su Xiao ignored Saintess Seat. His focus was on the blade in his hand. This sword was a Law-Destroying Blade left behind by a certain Law Destroyer.