Chapter 313: I am Ni Die, Qibao Pavilion

The core fragment of the chaos bell?!

Zhou Chen's eyes lit up; it was truly a case of finding something with no effort after searching far and wide.

"This makes things easy."

Zhou Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as he could sneak into the Celebration Ceremony, he just had to find a way to intercept Xi Linger's Opportunity.

Even if he couldn't intercept it, it was fine; his biggest worry was running around aimlessly like a headless fly.

Not only would that waste time, but it would also delay him from intercepting other Opportunities.

"However, there isn't much time left. I need to head to Myriad Demon City first."

Zhou Chen asked around in the city and learned that Little Drill Wind City had a teleportation array that could go directly to Myriad Demon City.

He arrived at the building where the teleportation array was located—the Teleportation Hall.

At the entrance of the Teleportation Hall stood a bull demon wearing a black robe, emitting the aura of the Emperor Realm Fifth Layer.

"Teleportation to Myriad Demon City costs one hundred thousand Low Grade demon crystals."

The bull demon said coldly.

One hundred thousand Low Grade demon crystals?

Zhou Chen felt inside his robe.

He didn't have a single demon crystal right now.

"I don't have demon crystals. Can I exchange other items for it?"

Zhou Chen asked.

"No demon crystals?"

The bull demon sneered. "Then what did you come to the Teleportation Hall for? Looking for a free ride on the teleportation array?"

"Get out!"

He waved his hand, and a surge of demonic power swept toward Zhou Chen, intending to throw him out.

Zhou Chen's brow furrowed.

This bull demon was far too arrogant.

"Wait."

Zhou Chen said coldly, "Do you know who I am?"

"Who are you?"

The bull demon was taken aback for a moment.

Could this black tiger before him be some important figure?

"May I ask who you are?"

His tone became slightly more polite.

"I am Ni Die."

Zhou Chen said indifferently.

Ni Die?

The bull demon was stunned.

What kind of name was that?

He had never heard of an important figure in the Ten Thousand Demon Clan named 'Ni Die'.

"Ni Die?"

The bull demon's face darkened. "Never heard of you."

He looked down at the waist token at Zhou Chen's waist.

The characters 'Ni Die' were indeed carved on the waist token.

But with such an unheard-of name, he dared to act like a big shot in front of him?

"If you don't have demon crystals, why are you pretending to be someone important?"

The bull demon said angrily, "Hurry up and get out. Don't interfere with my business!"

He waved his hand again, and an even stronger surge of demonic power swept toward Zhou Chen.

However, the bull demon was surprised to find that the demonic power was like a clay ox entering the sea, failing to cause even the slightest ripple.

Meanwhile, Zhou Chen simply gave the bull demon a faint glance and left the Teleportation Hall.

Under his perception, there were about a dozen Yao Race members at the Emperor Realm Tenth Layer inside the Teleportation Hall. Although Zhou Chen did not fear them, fighting would waste a lot of time.

For Zhou Chen, anything that could be solved with money was not a problem.

Afterward, Zhou Chen walked around the city and found a relatively large shop.

Qibao Pavilion.

Qibao Pavilion was the largest merchant house in Little Drill Wind City, purchasing all kinds of precious items and selling various treasures.

Zhou Chen walked into Qibao Pavilion.

The interior was luxuriously decorated, filled with precious specimens of Human Race Cultivators and Yao Beasts, as well as Magic Treasures and demon weapons.

A dog demon clerk wearing a yellow robe walked over, sizing Zhou Chen up.

Seeing Zhou Chen's ragged clothes, a look of disdain appeared on his face.

"Oh, where did this beggar come from?"

The dog demon clerk sneered. "This is Qibao Pavilion, not a place for handing out porridge. Get out of here."

Zhou Chen gave him a faint glance.

"I am Ni Die, not a beggar."

"Ni Die?"

The dog demon clerk was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing. "What Ni Die, Die Ni, I don't care what you're called. A pauper is a pauper!"

"Hurry up and get out, don't dirty the floor of our Qibao Pavilion!"

He was just about to move to kick him out.

But at that moment, Zhou Chen took out an ancient desolate spirit pearl from his robe.

A faint blue light shone within the shop.

The dog demon clerk was instantly stunned.

The manager of Qibao Pavilion, who was hiding behind the scenes, also instantly changed his expression.

"An ancient desolate spirit pearl?!"

A pig demon wearing a purple robe rushed out from the back, his face full of smiles.

"Fellow Daoist Ni Die! My apologies, my apologies!"

He pushed the dog demon clerk aside and said to Zhou Chen with a conciliatory smile.

"This dog-like thing has eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai, offending you. Please forgive him, Fellow Daoist!"

After speaking, he turned and roared at the dog demon clerk.

"Why haven't you scurried to the back to work?!"

The dog demon clerk trembled in fear and hurriedly ran to the back.

The pig demon manager, full of smiles, made a gesture of invitation to Zhou Chen.

"Fellow Daoist Ni Die, please come to the private room upstairs so we can talk in detail."

Zhou Chen nodded and followed the pig demon manager to the second floor.

Inside the private room on the second floor of Qibao Pavilion.

Zhou Chen sat in the main seat, a pot of good tea placed before him.

The pig demon manager stood respectfully to the side, his face full of smiles.

"Fellow Daoist Ni Die, I am the manager of Qibao Pavilion. My surname is Zhu, and my given name is Fei. You can just call me Zhu Fei."

Zhou Chen nodded without speaking.

Zhu Fei continued, "What you took out just now, was it an ancient desolate spirit pearl?"

"Yes."

Zhou Chen took out ten ancient desolate spirit pearls and placed them on the table.

"I want to sell these spirit pearls and exchange them for demon crystals."

When Zhu Fei saw the ten ancient desolate spirit pearls, his eyes went straight.

Ten ancient desolate spirit pearls—this was a huge sum of money!

"Fellow Daoist, the ancient desolate spirit pearl is a sacred object of our Ten Thousand Demon Clan and is extremely valuable."

Zhu Fei said, "The market price for one ancient desolate spirit pearl is one hundred thousand Low Grade demon crystals."

"Ten would be one million Low Grade demon crystals."

"However…"

He paused. "If you are willing to sell them to our Qibao Pavilion, we can give you a good price."

"One million one hundred thousand Low Grade demon crystals, how about it?"

Zhou Chen nodded.

"That works."

He didn't know much about the price of demon crystals, but one million one hundred thousand Low Grade demon crystals should be quite a lot.

"Then it's a deal!"

Zhu Fei was overjoyed and hurriedly took out a Storage Pouch, handing it to Zhou Chen.

"Here are one million one hundred thousand Low Grade demon crystals, which is equivalent to one hundred and ten thousand Medium Grade demon crystals, or eleven thousand High Grade demon crystals."

"For your convenience, I have exchanged them for High Grade demon crystals for you."

Zhou Chen took the Storage Pouch and scanned it with his Divine Sense.

There were indeed eleven thousand High Grade demon crystals inside, each emitting a dense Demonic Qi.

"It was a pleasure doing business with you."

Zhou Chen stood up, preparing to leave.

"Take care, Fellow Daoist!"

Zhu Fei personally escorted Zhou Chen to the door.

But in his eyes, a glint of greed flashed.

Zhou Chen left Qibao Pavilion and walked toward the city gate.

But he could feel that someone was following him.

"As expected."

A cold smile curled at the corner of Zhou Chen's mouth.

An ordinary man is innocent, but carrying a treasure makes him guilty.

A seemingly unremarkable little demon like him suddenly taking out ten ancient desolate spirit pearls would definitely incite greed in others.

Zhou Chen pretended not to notice and continued walking out of the city.

After passing the city gate, he walked toward a small grove. Seeing this, the people following him also immediately sped up.

Zhou Chen walked deep into the grove and suddenly stopped.

"Come out. You've been following me all this way; aren't you tired?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several figures walked out from the woods.

The leader was none other than the Qibao Pavilion manager, Zhu Fei, followed by three pig demons at the Emperor Realm Eighth Layer.

"Fellow Daoist Ni Die, I hope you've been well."

Zhu Fei sneered. "You carry such heavy treasures and yet leave the city alone. What is the meaning of this?"

"Could it be that the origin of these treasures is questionable? We'll have to investigate this thoroughly."

Those words were spoken with such self-righteousness.