As a seventh-grade Venerable Pill Emperor, Mo Wuji was incredibly skilled at refining seventh-grade immortal pills. In just a few days, he had refined over a dozen highly valuable seventh-grade immortal pills, including the Li Xian King Pill, the Three-Cycle Blood Serenity Pill, and the Azure Bodhi Pill, all of which were top-grade without exception.

With more than half a month left until the end of September, Mo Wuji stopped refining seventh-grade immortal pills. Just as he was about to try refining eighth-grade immortal pills, a sudden voice rang in his ears, "Ku Zhu, the city lord of Tianqian Immortal City in the Small Immortal Abyss, welcomes all distinguished immortal friends to Tianqian Immortal City.

The Tianqian Immortal Pavilion was originally scheduled to hold an Immortal Trade Fair at the end of this month. However, because Master Xu has emerged from seclusion and successfully advanced to the ninth-grade Equipment Emperor realm, Master Xu will be a guest at our Tianqian Immortal City to refine an important magical treasure. To welcome Master Xu and to cleanse the dust for all the immortal friends staying at Tianqian Immortal Pavilion, the Immortal Trade Fair originally scheduled for the end of the month has been moved forward to tonight. Besides the immortal friends from Tianqian Immortal Pavilion, there are also some immortal friends from Tianqian Immortal City attending this Immortal Trade Fair. Finally, I, Ku Zhu, wish all friends who come here a satisfactory experience."

Mo Wuji didn't care when the Immortal Trade Fair was held. What he cared about was Master Xu, who was actually a ninth-grade Equipment Emperor. Didn't that mean Master Xu could refine ninth-grade immortal artifacts? Although he had also started learning to refine artifacts, he could only refine second-grade immortal artifacts at most.

Mo Wuji could imagine the prestige of an Equipment Emperor who could refine ninth-grade immortal artifacts. It was understandable that the Tianqian Immortal Pavilion would move the Immortal Trade Fair forward for this Equipment Emperor and even invite all the strong individuals in Tianqian Immortal City.

Mo Wuji thought that if he could get acquainted with this Master Xu, it would be very beneficial to him.

His gray long saber was no longer sufficient. Now he had the Crescent Halberd Blade and the Heavenly Mystery Staff. If he could combine these two items and refine them into a top-grade halberd, that would be ideal for him.

The saber dao divine abilities he had comprehended – Desert, Long River, Setting Sun – would be even more imposing and carry a majestic aura of thousands of troops when used with a halberd. After all, the halberd was the true king of the battlefield.

Thinking of this, Mo Wuji quickly cleaned up his pill furnace, changed into a set of clothes, and decided to go to the Immortal Trade Fair immediately.

"Pill Master Mo is preparing to go to the Immortal Trade Fair now?" After Mo Wuji opened the restrictions, he saw Zhuo Ping'an standing at the door.

He nodded. "Yes, Fellow Daoist Zhuo, let's go together."

Zhuo Ping'an shook his head. "I won't go. There's nothing worth trading for me at this Immortal Trade Fair. Besides, these kinds of Immortal Trade Fairs are very safe. Even if you don't have Da Huang with you, no one would dare to do anything to you. I'm just here to remind you, no matter what, don't offend Xu Suren."

"Xu Suren?" Mo Wuji was confused and repeated the name questioningly.

Zhuo Ping'an nodded. "Xu Suren is that Master Xu, the ninth-grade Equipment Emperor. Just remember my words. He's not like Lun Cai. You can offend Lun Cai if you offend him. But if you offend Xu Suren, unless you leave the Gods Immortal Domain, it will be difficult to leave the Gods Immortal Domain."

"Fellow Daoist Zhuo, don't worry. I'm trying to befriend him. How could I offend Master Xu?" Mo Wuji said immediately. He was telling the truth. He really wanted to befriend Master Xu. How could he offend such a deep-rooted equipment refiner? It's just that this guy's name is really vulgar, actually being called Xu Suren.

"Wuji, since Senior Zhuo isn't going, let's go ourselves. There will be a lot of people today. If we go late, we might have to sit in the corner," Han Long said as she walked over quickly. Han Long probably wouldn't be able to exchange for anything at this Immortal Trade Fair. She just really wanted to see what it was like.

It was easy to imagine that the people who came to this Immortal Trade Fair were all top experts from various immortal realms, or powerful individuals who dominated one side.

"Okay, let's go, Da Huang." Mo Wuji patted Da Huang beside him and headed to the top floor with Han Long.

Even if it was safe, he wouldn't let Da Huang leave his side. As for Shi Guoguo, it was useless for him to go in this situation, so Mo Wuji sent it into the Immortal World.

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The doors to the top floor of the Tianqian Immortal Pavilion were already open, with more than a dozen beautiful immortal maidens above the Mysterious Immortal realm lined up on both sides. These immortal maidens were obviously carefully selected. Han Long was considered relatively beautiful. However, any one of these immortal maidens was more beautiful than Han Long.

Mo Wuji and Han Long walked through the door without anyone checking their identity tokens. In fact, anyone who could enter the Tianqian Immortal Pavilion was qualified to enter this Immortal Trade Fair.

The interior of the Immortal Trade Fair looked like a slightly flatter cauldron. In the center was a giant white jade stone with a radius of three zhang. All the seats surrounded this white jade stone, extending out in rows, from low to high.

Except for the two rows of seats in the very front, the ones behind were already in the fifth row. Mo Wuji quickened his pace and led Han Long to a relatively conspicuous spot in the fifth row to sit down.

There were many seats here, but there was definitely enough space, and there was a white jade stone table in front of each person's seat. Some immortal maidens kept coming and going, bringing tea and water to those who sat down. With such a large space, even if people walked around, there was no impact at all.

This Immortal Trade Fair didn't seem like a social place, but this large space and service were no different from a social place. Many immortals even held wine glasses and chatted with people, making friends.

As soon as Mo Wuji and Han Long sat down, they immediately attracted a dozen or so gazes.

The fifth row was definitely considered the front row. Although there were still seats here, not everyone who came early could sit here. Han Long's Immortal King cultivation might be considered impressive in small places, but here, Han Long's cultivation was really not impressive. There were just too many Immortal Venerables and Immortal Kings here. Even Immortal Emperor experts could be seen from time to time.

"I am Yan Wei, from the Xuanhe Immortal Sect in the Luoling Immortal Domain. May I ask what this immortal friend is called? And which immortal mansion are you from?" Not long after Mo Wuji sat down, a young man behind him took the initiative to clasp his fist and ask.

Yan Wei looked very honest and his tone was friendly.

This guy was actually an Immortal King, Mo Wuji was very surprised. Yan Wei didn't seem to be the kind with particularly good aptitude, nor did he have much spirituality, but he was actually an Immortal King. Judging from Yan Wei's age, he seemed to be younger than Han Long.

Mo Wuji also clasped his fist and smiled, "My name is Mo Wuji, I am a rogue cultivator, and this is my friend Han Long, also a rogue cultivator."

Mo Wuji had heard of the Xuanhe Immortal Sect. The Sect Master who founded the Xuanhe Immortal Sect, Immortal Emperor Wen Lan, comprehended the Dao with the Xuanhe, achieved Immortal Emperor status, and then founded the Xuanhe sect. Speaking of which, the Xuanhe was not a small sect.

Han Long also felt Yan Wei's strength, which should be higher than hers, so she quickly stood up and returned the greeting.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, you are a rogue cultivator?" Hearing that Mo Wuji was a rogue cultivator, Yan Wei was stunned. A rogue cultivator dared to sit in the fifth row? The reason he dared to sit in the sixth row wasn't because he was an Immortal King, but because the Xuanhe Immortal Sect was a major sect with an Immortal Emperor. Moreover, the founding Sect Master of the Xuanhe Immortal Sect, Empress Wen Lan, was one of the famous Immortal Emperors in the Seven Great Immortal Domains.

"That's right, I am a rogue cultivator," Mo Wuji replied honestly.

Yan Wei's expression changed slightly, and then he lowered his voice and said, "Fellow Daoist Mo, if you trust my words, you and Fellow Daoist Han had better sit behind the tenth row."

Mo Wuji looked back and saw that in this short period of time, there were no seats in the first ten rows. Mo Wuji didn't really want to sit further back. He had another purpose in coming here, which was to promote his upcoming new sect. If he was so low-key, what kind of sect would he be opening?

Before Mo Wuji could say that this place was fine, a gentle voice rang in his ear, "These two friends, I wonder if you could give up these two seats to me? Of course, I won't let my friends suffer."

A young man with a slightly pale face and a handsome appearance stood in front of Mo Wuji, saying with a smile. Standing beside this young man was a woman in a light blue dress.

As soon as Mo Wuji heard this guy's words, he knew that the guy had heard Yan Wei's question earlier. Otherwise, this guy wouldn't have dared to ask for a seat. Even if he wanted to, he would have to ask about his background first.

On the other hand, that woman was extremely beautiful. Mo Wuji estimated that even compared to Shu Yin, she didn't seem to be inferior. It seemed that this young man wanted to find a front-row seat for the beauty beside him.

Seeing that Mo Wuji didn't answer, the young man frowned slightly and clasped his fist again and said, "I am Yan Zhenjiang, from the Pandao Palace in the Gods Immortal Domain. This is the fairy Mo Xianmo from the Qingxian Tower. If the immortal friend is willing to give me this face, Yan Zhenjiang owes you a favor."

"Fellow Daoist Mo, the Pandao Palace is one of the major sects in the Gods Immortal Domain, with extremely powerful forces. If you offend the Pandao Palace, it is generally difficult for rogue cultivators to leave the Gods Immortal Domain. The Qingxian Tower is even more well-connected, and its power in the Gods Immortal Domain is even greater than that of the Pandao Palace. That Mo Xianmo is one of the seven fairies of the Qingxian Tower." Yan Wei's urgent message landed in Mo Wuji's ear.

Mo Wuji glanced at Mo Xianmo. He didn't expect to meet someone with the same surname.

Seeing Mo Wuji look at her, Mo Xianmo also frowned slightly, and her eyes showed a hint of disgust.

Mo Wuji didn't care about the disgust in Mo Xianmo's eyes at all. Having the same surname was like being strangers. He said lightly, "Sorry, I don't want to give up my seat. Please find somewhere else."

"Don't be shameless." Seeing that Mo Wuji didn't show any intention of giving way, Yan Zhenjiang's face darkened and he whispered in a low voice. He had finally invited Mo Xianmo, one of the seven fairies of the Qingxian Tower, and was planning to take advantage of the Immortal Trade Fair to make more friends. He didn't expect that a rogue cultivator would dare to refuse to give way.

Originally, in his mind, if someone from his Pandao Palace asked a rogue cultivator to give up his seat, the rogue cultivator should stand up with joy and bow respectfully before giving up his seat. Now, not only did he not bow respectfully, but he also directly slapped him in the face.

"Get lost." Mo Wuji cursed directly. He didn't even look at Yan Zhenjiang, but stared at Lun Cai who was walking over, while letting Da Huang prepare to take action. He didn't care about Yan Zhenjiang at all, but he had to be careful about Lun Cai. Who could be sure that Lun Cai, the perverted guy, wouldn't make a move here?