From a loser to an immortal sage

Chapter 220 New Struggle for Resources: Xiao Yao Battles the Storm Again

The echoes of the ancient ruins had not yet faded when Qingyao's words, "Welcome to my domain," sent a chill down my spine.

Wen Chen gripped my hand tightly, the familiar warmth from her fingertips dispelling some of my unease.

The ruins were dimly lit, with runes shimmering with an eerie glow, and the air was filled with a long-sealed atmosphere, making one feel as if they had stepped into another time and space.

I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. Everything here was unknown, and I had to be careful.

After leaving the ruins, news of the victory spread like wildfire, and I became the target of everyone's anger.

Various forces were stirring, their greedy gazes like venomous snakes coiling around me, making me feel suffocated.

The air around seemed to be frozen, so oppressive that it made people feel breathless.

I felt an immense pressure, like a mountain pressing down on my shoulders, almost crushing me.

I sensed a dangerous aura lurking in the shadows, a feeling that made me feel like I had thorns in my back.

I looked around warily, trying to find the source of the danger, but to no avail.

This unknown fear is more terrifying than any known danger.

Meanwhile, Mo Yan, who lost to me at the last trade fair, did not give up. He secretly joined forces with other demon forces to plot a new plundering plan.

They are like venomous snakes lurking in the shadows, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.

I was completely unaware of this and remained immersed in the joy of victory.

"Yao'er, be careful!" Wen Chen suddenly pulled me behind him, and a powerful force swept past me, bringing with it a gust of wind.

I looked up, still shaken, and saw Wen Chen's face was grave, his eyes fixed warily ahead.

"Who goes there?!" Wen Chen shouted sharply.

A dark figure slowly emerged from the darkness, a chilling voice echoing in the air: "Heh heh, I didn't expect you to have some skill, actually managing to dodge my attack..."

The shadowy figure gradually became clearer—it was Blood Fiend!

That狰狞 face, with its cruel smile, sent chills down my spine.

Wen Chen shielded me behind him like a majestic mountain, protecting me from all the wind and rain.

"Blood Fiend, what do you want to do?" Wen Chen's voice was icy, carrying a hint of warning.

"What are we here for? Of course, we're here to reclaim what belongs to us!" Blood Fiend sneered, his gaze greedily landing on the Qiankun bag in my hand, which contained the precious resources I had obtained from the ruins.

Just then, Xuanfeng rushed over and said to Wen Chen with a solemn expression, "Immortal Venerable, there is an order from above that you must go immediately..." His words stopped abruptly, his gaze swept back and forth between me and Xue Sha, and finally he sighed and continued, "The situation is urgent, please go quickly, Immortal Venerable."

Wen Chen's expression changed slightly, and he gave me a deep look.

"Yao'er, be careful." Wen Chen held my hand tightly and put a jade pendant into it. "If you encounter danger, crush it."

He turned and left, his back view resolute and firm, but my heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar, a chill running from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

I stood there blankly, watching Wen Chen disappear into the night, my heart filled with unease.

Without Wen Chen's protection, I was like a lamb lost in the forest, always at risk of becoming prey.

To make matters worse, Ling Yu also found me, his face filled with apology. "Fairy Xiao Yao, I'm afraid I can't help you this time. All sides are putting pressure on me, I..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but I already understood what he meant.

I lost my last line of defense, and the people around me looked at me with calculating eyes, as if I had already become their prey.

I gripped the jade pendant tightly in my hand, my fingertips almost digging into my flesh.

Loneliness, fear, helplessness, and all sorts of negative emotions surged in like a tide, almost overwhelming me.

I took a deep breath and tried to keep myself calm.

I cannot give up; I must find a solution.

"Fairy Xiao Yao, what do you plan to do with these resources?" A voice suddenly rang out. I turned my head and saw it was Mo Yan.

He wore a half-smile, his eyes gleaming with greed.

I remained silent, but my mind raced. What should I do?

I took a deep breath, suppressing the panic in my heart, and a cold smile curled at the corner of my mouth.

Since we can't avoid it, let's face it head-on!

"Demon Flame," I said, looking directly into his greedy eyes, enunciating each word clearly, "you want these resources?"

He was taken aback, clearly not expecting me to be so direct.

He then burst into laughter, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Xiao Yao, are you kidding me? Do you think you still have a choice?"

“A choice? Of course there is.” I raised my chin, my gaze sweeping over the menacing figures around me, my voice clear and firm. “I’m going to hold a public trade fair; the highest bidder wins!”

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

They all thought I would try to hide the resources, but they never expected me to choose such a high-profile approach.

The demon's laughter abruptly stopped.

"Are you crazy?" he asked incredulously.

I smiled slightly and did not answer.

are you crazy?

maybe.

But rather than sit and wait for death, it's better to take a gamble!

News of the trade fair spread like wildfire, attracting various forces eager to get a piece of the pie.

Standing on the high platform, looking down at the bustling crowd below, a surge of pride welled up in my heart.

The bidding was incessant, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

I took in all the offers from various factions and manipulated the situation without making a sound.

Demon Flame and Blood Fiend joined forces to try and lower prices, but were met with a strong counterattack from other forces.

I watched coldly, secretly sneering to myself.

When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits. Don't they understand this principle?

I deliberately released some bait to intensify their fight.

Watching them argue fiercely over resources, even to the point of fighting, filled me with an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

The tense atmosphere seemed to ease a bit, and I felt a sense of relief.

Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in the crowd. He slowly walked up to the platform and stood beside me. A powerful aura instantly enveloped the entire area.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this trade fair is now over." He spoke calmly, but his voice carried an undeniable authority.

I turned to look at him, and my heart skipped a beat... Qingyao! He actually came!

Qingyao's appearance instantly silenced the previously noisy trade fair.

All eyes were on him, filled with awe and curiosity.

I was equally shocked. He was mysterious and unpredictable, so why would he suddenly appear?

He stood beside me, his aura so powerful it was suffocating.

He merely glanced at the crowd, and that was enough to silence them.

"I will host this trade fair." He turned to look at me, a barely perceptible smile flashing in his eyes. "What do you think, Fairy Xiao Yao?"

I took a deep breath, trying to suppress the turmoil in my heart.

"As you see fit," I replied calmly, my face expressionless, though my mind was racing.

Qingyao's appearance undoubtedly changed the entire situation.

What exactly is his purpose?

He nodded slightly, then turned to face the crowd, his voice clear and strong: "Everyone, I guarantee in Qingyao's name that all proceeds from this transaction will be used to reinforce the barrier between the two realms and resist the invasion of the demon race. If you have any objections, please feel free to raise them."

His words were powerful and resounding, stunning the entire audience.

The crowd looked at each other, but no one dared to utter a word of rebuttal.

Qingyao's reputation is known to everyone in both the immortal and demon realms.

Now that he has spoken, who dares to question him?

I looked at Qingyao, my heart filled with doubt.

Why would he help me?

Did he also have his own motives?

However, for me right now, this is undoubtedly the best outcome.

I not only preserved the resources, but also averted a bloody conflict.

More importantly, my reputation will rise again to unprecedented heights.

Under Qingyao's guidance, the trade fair proceeded smoothly.

Ultimately, the resources were sold at an astonishing price.

Looking at the mountain of spirit stones, I felt a surge of immense satisfaction.

This is not just wealth, but a symbol of power.

After the trade fair ended, Qingyao walked up to me and said meaningfully, "Fairy Xiaoyao, your courage and boldness are admirable. I hope we will have the opportunity to cooperate again in the future." He left these words behind, turned and left, his figure disappearing into the night as if he had never been there.

I stood there, unable to calm down for a long time.

Qingyao's appearance was like a bolt of lightning, illuminating my path ahead and bringing with it even more mysteries.

Who is he?

Why would he help me?

Looking at the spirit stone in my hand, a strong premonition suddenly welled up inside me: my future would no longer be peaceful...

"Fairy Xiao Yao, I have long admired your name." A strange voice broke my reverie.

I turned my head and saw a man dressed in fine clothes walking slowly towards me with a respectful smile on his face.

Who is he?

Behind him, several more figures appeared one after another, all of them possessing extraordinary bearing and profound cultivation.