From a loser to an immortal sage

Chapter 214 A Narrow Escape into the Abyss: Xiao Yao Initiates the Game

A cold wind carrying a strong stench of blood rushed towards me, and only then did I see clearly who was blocking my way—a team of celestial guards dressed in black armor.

Their eyes were cold and murderous, and the immortal swords in their hands gleamed with a chilling light.

I frowned slightly. It seemed that this immortal-demon trading market was more dangerous than I had imagined.

"I want to go in." My tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable firmness.

The leading guard sneered, "You? Not just anyone can enter this place! Leave immediately, or else..." He brought the immortal sword in his hand closer.

I chuckled, my fingertips surging with spiritual energy, instantly dispelling his sword: "My affairs are none of your business." With that, I bypassed them and headed straight for the trading market hidden in the mist.

The moment I stepped into the market, I felt as if I had entered another world.

The noise, the hawking, the clashing of weapons...

A cacophony of sounds assaulted my eardrums.

The air was filled with a nauseating smell of blood and various strange herbal scents, making one feel dizzy.

I forced myself to endure the discomfort and looked around.

This place is home to all sorts of creatures, including elegantly dressed immortals, ferocious demons, and even some strange and unusual beasts.

Their eyes were all different: greedy, cunning, cruel...

Without exception, they all carried a deep sense of vigilance and hostility.

I felt countless gazes scraping across me like knives, as if trying to dissect me completely.

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

I know that I must proceed with extreme caution here, or I will face utter ruin.

I walked up to a stall and tried to talk to the stall owner to explain my purpose, but they just gave me a cold look and ignored me.

I tried several different stalls, but the result was the same.

They didn't seem to believe me, or rather, they didn't care at all about my purpose.

The oppressive atmosphere hung over me like a heavy, dark cloud, making it almost impossible for me to breathe.

I understand that I must find a way out as soon as possible, otherwise I will be trapped in this hostile place forever.

At this moment, a tall man with a demonic aura walked over. He had a playful smile on his face, but his eyes were as cold as a venomous snake.

"This fairy looks unfamiliar. Is this your first time visiting our Demon Abyss?" His voice was deep and hoarse, carrying a hint of barely perceptible sarcasm.

“The Abyss?” I repeated the name, my heart sinking.

"It seems you're quite interested..." Mo Yan's smile widened. "Then, let's make a deal..." Mo Yan licked his lips with his scarlet tongue, revealing a set of sharp white teeth. That smile sent chills down my spine.

“A trade? Sure, but my conditions aren’t simple.” He paused, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes. “I want your most precious possession.”

What is my most precious thing?

My fate?

My secret?

still is……

My heart skipped a beat; this was clearly a deliberate attempt to make things difficult for me!

I tried to suppress my anger and said calmly, "What is the most precious thing? You have to give me an answer."

Mo Yan laughed loudly, his laughter piercing, like a sharp knife scraping against glass.

"That depends on your sincerity, fairy." He spoke in a flippant tone, but his eyes were like a venomous snake, tightly coiling around me as if he wanted to devour me.

“For example… that sword in your hand looks quite nice.” He was referring to the sword my master had left me, Frost.

This is my lifeline!

I gripped the sword hilt tightly, my knuckles turning white.

This demonic flame is clearly just toying with me!

"This sword is my personal protective item; I cannot comply." My tone was icy, and I showed no sign of backing down.

"Oh? It seems the fairy is unwilling to cooperate?" Mo Yan's face darkened, and his demonic energy surged. A powerful pressure came down on me, making it almost impossible for me to breathe.

I felt like a toyed prey, trapped in a cage with nowhere to escape.

Just as tensions were rising, a clear, cold voice rang out: "In the Demon Abyss, all transactions must abide by market rules. This fairy is new here and needs to be vetted."

The speaker was a man dressed in a white robe. He had a handsome face and an otherworldly air. A pair of pure white wings fluttered gently behind him, making him look like a banished immortal.

He is Lingyu, the manager of the trading market.

Lingyu's appearance gradually calmed the surrounding noise.

All eyes were on me, as if they wanted to see right through me.

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

I know this is the real test.

"Please cooperate, fairy." Ling Yu's voice was devoid of any emotion, yet carried an undeniable authority.

I nodded and followed Lingyu to a high platform in the center of the market.

Intricate runes were carved on the high platform, emitting a faint golden light.

Lingyu had me stand in the center of the runes, and then began chanting the incantation.

As the incantation was chanted, the runes began to flicker, and the golden light grew stronger, enveloping my entire body.

I felt a powerful force scanning my entire body, as if it wanted to expose everything about me to the public eye.

This feeling of being spied on made me feel uneasy and anxious.

The whispers around me made me feel dizzy.

Lingyu's voice rang out again: "Show me your token to prove your identity and worth."

I……

I slowly raised my hand, but under everyone's watchful eyes, I did not take out any so-called treasure.

The jeers rose and fell, surging like a tide, almost drowning me.

Mo Yan laughed so hard he almost fell over, as if he had witnessed some kind of comical performance.

"I thought it was some rare treasure, but it turns out it's just a charade!" he said dismissively, his eyes full of mockery.

The immortals and demons around me shook their heads and cast disdainful glances at me.

Just when they thought I had run out of ideas, I pulled out a scroll from my pocket, on which were written a few words in ancient demonic script: "The Secret of Blood Fiend".

These words resounded like thunder throughout the entire trading market.

The air froze instantly, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the scroll, as if they wanted to burn it through.

Blood Fiend, a renowned expert of the Demon Clan, is known for his brutality and bloodlust, and even the Immortal Realm is wary of him.

His secret naturally became information that both the immortal and demonic realms coveted.

A slight smile played on my lips as I slowly unfurled the scroll.

It contains the cultivation techniques of Blood Fiend and his hidden weaknesses.

This information is enough for the Immortal Realm to severely damage Blood Fiend, or even completely annihilate him.

I obtained this information from a mysterious intelligence dealer.

I paid a huge price to get it.

And now, it will become my stepping stone into this dangerous trading market.

"This...this is impossible!" Mo Yan's expression changed drastically, his eyes widening in disbelief.

He never imagined that I, a seemingly weak woman, would possess such important information.

The surrounding immortals and demons gasped in shock, their eyes filled with astonishment and apprehension as they looked at me.

What was initially dismissed instantly turned into importance.

I looked around and took in everyone's expressions.

This thrill of challenging tradition gave me a strange sense of excitement.

A hint of surprise flashed in Ling Yu's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"The authenticity of this intelligence still needs further verification." His voice remained emotionless, yet it exuded an undeniable authority.

“Of course.” I handed him the scroll, my tone calm and confident.

Lingyu took the scroll and examined it carefully.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze again, and everyone breathed cautiously, afraid of disturbing Lingyu.

Time passed by, second by second, feeling as long as an eternity.

Finally, Lingyu raised her head, and a hint of appreciation appeared in her eyes as she looked at me.

"This intelligence is priceless."

I was secretly delighted, knowing that I had made the right bet.

“So,” I looked at Demon Flame, my tone icy, “now, can we talk about a deal?”

Mo Yan's expression was uncertain, clearly still reeling from the shock.

He gave me a deep look and said in a low voice, "Of course, please, fairy..." He made a "please" gesture and pointed to the depths of the trading market.

There, an even more dangerous secret is hidden...

“However,” a glint of malice flashed in his eyes, “I hope the fairy won’t disappoint me…”

As the demonic flames penetrated deeper into the trading market, the air grew increasingly polluted, like congealed blood, suffocating the senses.

The surrounding stalls displayed all sorts of rare and exotic treasures, emitting an eerie glow.

Various bizarre creatures roamed among them, their eyes greedy and cunning, as if ready to pounce and tear you apart at any moment.

I tried to remain calm, but my pace quickened involuntarily.

After Lingyu announced that I was qualified to trade, the surrounding chatter buzzed like a swarm of annoying mosquitoes.

I felt countless eyes scrutinizing me, some with surprise, some with doubt, some with apprehension, and even some with greed.

I straightened my back, met those gazes, and a cold smile curled at the corner of my mouth.

I know that from this moment on, I will become an indispensable presence in this market.

An old man in tattered clothes walked shakily to me, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

"My lady, I have a treasure that I wonder if you would be interested in?" he said, taking out a pitch-black stone from his robes, which emitted a faint demonic aura.

I took the stone and examined it carefully.

This stone may look ordinary, but it contains powerful energy and should be a rare magical artifact.

"What do you want?" I asked bluntly.

The old man stretched out his withered finger and pointed to a stall not far away.

"I want that thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum."

I looked in the direction he was pointing, and there was a snow-white Ganoderma lucidum on the stall, radiating a rich spiritual energy.

This Ganoderma lucidum is quite valuable, but it pales in comparison to this magic stone.

"Deal." I agreed without hesitation.

The subsequent transactions went exceptionally smoothly.

With my accurate grasp of intelligence and understanding of market conditions, I quickly completed several transactions.

Every transaction brought me substantial profits.

My name also began to circulate in this market.

“Xiao Yao…” I heard someone whispering my name, their tone tinged with a hint of reverence.

I know, I succeeded.

I have managed to gain a foothold in this perilous abyss.

However, just as I was basking in the joy of success, a strange unease quietly crept into my heart.

I always feel like something is about to happen.

This feeling is like the calm before a storm, suffocating.

“Fairy Xiao Yao,” Mo Yan’s voice suddenly rang in my ears, carrying a hint of chill, “the transaction has only just begun…” His eyes, like those of a venomous snake, were fixed on me, sending shivers down my spine.