Invincible Soul Emperor-Chapter 121 Expensive Ice Armor

Within the Sect Main Hall, it was constantly bustling with disciples coming and going.

Ye Qingchen sighed internally. The Qingyun Sect truly deserves its reputation as the premier sect of the Northern Desolate Country. The disciples’ passion for cultivation is incredibly high. A constant stream of people entered and exited the Sect Main Hall; some were there to accept missions, while others came to exchange for cultivation resources.

He couldn’t help but smile bitterly. I’ve been so engrossed in Alchemy lately that I haven’t made even the slightest progress in my cultivation. If this keeps up, I’m afraid I’ll be left far behind by the other Qingyun Sect disciples.

Arriving at the exchange area, Ye Qingchen looked at the dazzling array of items on the shelves and felt a headache coming on.

"What are you exchanging for? Hurry up, there are people waiting behind you!" Ye Qingchen’s hesitation had allowed a long queue to form, and the steward in charge of exchanges urged him impatiently.

Ye Qingchen said to the steward, "I’m looking for a mid-grade Spiritual Artifact with the Ice Attribute. Do you have one here?"

"A mid-grade Spiritual Artifact? Do you have any idea how many points you need for one of those? Let me warn you, don’t cause trouble here."

Hearing that Ye Qingchen actually wanted to exchange for a mid-grade Spiritual Artifact, the steward assumed he was being pranked, and his tone grew even more impatient. After all, Ye Qingchen was a complete stranger to him and hardly looked like a disciple who could produce that many points.

Ye Qingchen remained unfazed. "Please just look for one. If you have it, I will exchange for it."

The steward sized Ye Qingchen up again, still shaking his head in disbelief, but he began to search nonetheless. In his eyes, Ye Qingchen was just another new disciple trying to satisfy his curiosity. In his experience, the only ones who came asking for treasures like mid-grade Spiritual Artifacts were always wide-eyed new disciples who came to the Sect Main Hall to gawk.

However, in that short time, the disciples waiting in line began to shout impatiently.

"What’s the hold-up at the front? Hurry it up, I’m in a rush to get to a mission!"

"Hmph, another greenhorn. I heard him say he wants to exchange for a mid-grade Spiritual Artifact!"

"Hahaha, that’s hilarious! I’ve been in the Qingyun Sect for years and I’ve never heard of anyone having enough points to exchange for a mid-grade Spiritual Artifact."

Ye Qingchen ignored the mockery from the crowd behind him. It’s best to focus on my own business and not worry about what others think.

Yet, his silence only made the mockers more brazen. Their teasing eventually escalated into personal attacks.

"Hey, kid! A good dog knows not to block the path. If you don’t have the points for that Spiritual Artifact after making us wait all this time, just you watch how I’ll deal with you!"

"What a country bumpkin. A mid-grade Spiritual Artifact costs several million points at least. How could a new disciple like you possibly have that many?"

Ye Qingchen frowned. It’s true what they say: the kind are always bullied, and the gentle are always taken advantage of. He turned his head and glared at the two disciples who had been the most vicious with their taunts.

"Hey, kid, I found that mid-grade Spiritual Artifact you were looking for. It’s an Ice Armor, 5,000,000 points. Do you want it?"

Just as Ye Qingchen was about to teach the two a lesson, the steward’s voice cut in.

Recalling how close he’d come to losing his temper, Ye Qingchen shook his head. My purpose here is to exchange for a mid-grade Spiritual Artifact. Why should I care what others say?

When he heard that they had the very item he wanted, and that it was a suit of armor with outstanding defensive properties, Ye Qingchen’s heart leaped with joy. But when he heard the price—five million points—his brow furrowed. I probably don’t even have five hundred points on me right now. However, an item like this was a matter of luck, not something one could actively search for. If I miss this opportunity, finding another suitable mid-grade Spiritual Artifact will be incredibly difficult.

"Five million points? Did you hear that, kid? I’d love to see how you’re going to come up with five million points today!" Hearing the steward’s announcement, the disciples in the back started jeering again, looking at Ye Qingchen with undisguised schadenfreude.

Ye Qingchen paid them no mind and said to the steward, "I don’t have that many points right now..."

Before he could finish, the steward cut him off. "I knew you were just here to cause trouble! Can’t you see how busy I am? I spend all this time looking for that item for you, and now you tell me you don’t have the points?"

Ye Qingchen shook his head. "I may not have the points, but I have Spirit Pills I can exchange for points!"

The steward shot him a disdainful look. "It’s true that Spirit Pills can be exchanged for points, but do you have any idea how many pills you’d need to get five million points?"

Knowing the steward didn’t believe him, Ye Qingchen wasted no more words. He took out his storage ring and emptied all the Spirit Pills onto the counter, keeping only the Heart-Protecting Pills and vein-protecting pills for himself.

Countless Spirit Pills filled the entire table, the majority of which were actually Grade Two Spirit Pills!

"You... you’re an Alchemist?" the steward stammered, staring in astonishment at the pills on the table. To produce so many Spirit Pills at once, the only possibility was that he was an Alchemist. After all, no one would be foolish enough to buy pills only to exchange them back for points! Furthermore, the sheer quantity of pills, including a large number of Grade Two Spirit Pills, meant that Ye Qingchen was at least a Grade Two Alchemist! The steward had never seen a Grade Two Alchemist so young.

"I recognize him! He’s the champion of the recent Apprentice Alchemist Conference! His name is Ye Qingchen!"

The Apprentice Alchemist Conference had caused such a sensation that Ye Qingchen had become a celebrity in the Qingyun Sect. It was only because he had kept a low profile afterward that people had slowly begun to forget him.

The mention of Ye Qingchen’s name triggered another wave of gasps. Just two months ago, he was still an apprentice, and now he could successfully refine Spirit Pills! Wasn’t that inconceivable? And what was most shocking of all was that Ye Qingchen could now refine Grade Two Spirit Pills! Didn’t that mean he had advanced from an Apprentice Alchemist to a Grade Two Alchemist in such a short amount of time?

Such speed was simply heaven-defying. In the entire Northern Desolate Country, no one had ever heard of someone making such rapid progress on the Alchemy Dao.

What these people didn’t know was that it had only taken Ye Qingchen seven days to advance to a Grade Two Alchemist. If they knew that, they would likely view him as a living legend.

However, Ye Qingchen wasn’t concerned with any of this and naturally felt no need to explain. Instead, he said to the steward, "Steward, please help me exchange these Spirit Pills for points."

"Yes, yes, of course." The steward no longer dared to underestimate Ye Qingchen, and his attitude became completely respectful.