Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 217 - Picking up treasures by the roadside I

"You dare?!"

Boisterous words came out from behind Noah as he continued to marvel at the sights in front of him.

Using the memories from the many Cultivators he had taken down from the Mountain Sea Sect, he had a portion of the locations of the World of Cultivation mapped out. Since he could travel to any location he had seen before through the use of memories, he chose to appear in one of the central-most locations where beings of other worlds also entered the World of Cultivation.

Both he and Barbatos had appeared mystically among the throngs of moving cultivators as they began to make their way through the Rainbow Spirit Mountain and take in the marvels around them.

Noah had the Unique Skill {Observant} active as it covered the area around him for miles, giving him a tremendous amount of information from every single item or treasure being traded, all the way to the words that every single being was saying to another.

To process such a large amount of information coming to him all at once, {Parallel Thought} and {Hasten Mind} were kept active at all times as the flow of information did not seem to place any burden on his mind as he absorbed everything like a sponge.

In just a matter of minutes, the current state of affairs, the atmosphere of the Rainbow Spirit Mountain, as well as any major upcoming events that beings continued to talk about were all captured in his mind.

Many spectacular looking items, treasures, and pills that shone gorgeous colors were all under his observation as he walked around and took in the sights.

It was around this time that his {Observation} came across a particular item that actually caused a jolt to go through his mind. This was completely random, as there should not have been anything to cause a reaction in this foreign new world.

But the reaction was caused by something completely unexpected, something that was coming from the Spiritual Land that was hiddenly anchored to his body! He was always supplying mana to keep the Time Space active for the beasts that wanted to continue practicing as well as the continuation of the fast-paced growth of the plants. He actually felt a reaction that could only be described as a briefly appearing line of connection from the Time Space to a particular item in a dilapidated stall at the bottom of Rainbow Spirit Mountain.

His gaze sharpened as he briskly went forward to check it out, pulling the curious Barbatos behind him as they approached an old man being berated by a young master.

Noah kept his attention on the item in the stall as he looked towards the old man and said lightly.

"I would love to take a look at some of your items, Martial Uncle."

His words were a surprise to passerbys as nobody was paying attention to this dilapidated stall, but even more attention was drawn in by the arrogant voice of a certain Senior Brother.

"You dare?!"

Senior Brother Carl had a dark look on his face as he looked towards Noah in a questioning fashion. There were very few beings who would dare to disregard the authority of someone like him while on Rainbow Spirit Mountain.

Noah did not even turn around as he remained focused on the aged old man in front of him who had begun picking up some of the things in the stall for him to observe. His eyes wandered over the items as they ranged from weapons and armor, along with the apparent legacy treasure that he felt a slight reaction from.

"Most of these are wears I forged myself during my prime, with...this particular treasure being one that was passed down through my family."

The old man hesitated as he introduced the items he was selling, clearly still hesitant to sell the item he regarded as a Legacy Treasure.

"Spirit Stones or rare herbs are acceptable methods of payment."

Spirit stones were what cores were referred to in the World of Cultivation after they had undergone a process of refining. The many cores that Noah currently held with him from the enemies he had taken down would be considered to be unrefined Spirit Stones that would be of lesser value. Noah pondered this as he thought of the latter words the old man had mentioned, the rare herbs.

His thoughts were interrupted as the ignored Senior Brother Carl spoke angrily yet again.

"Ignoring me like this? Good! Good!"

The disciple of Time Immemorial Sect had taken offense from the newcomer who didn’t seem to care about his status in this mountain. His body crackled with a slight hue of purple as it seemed he was about to make a move when Barbatos tugged on Noah’s robe and spoke impassively towards Noah.

"Hey, I think this limp-d.i.c.k kid over here is talking to you."

CLANG!

Some traders dropped the weapons they were selling as horrendous and unbelievable words came out of the mouth of the fair girl dressed in clear blue robes. Young Master Carl’s face turned ashen as he turned to look at Barbatos.

Noah’s smiling face had a hint of irritation as he looked towards the mischievously smiling Barbatos and then turned his attention back to the old man and his stall. The fuming young master behind them was about to erupt when Noah’s voice finally replied while he was still looking through the items in the dilapidated stall.

"This is Rainbow Spirit Mountain, the biggest perk of this mountain is that no violence is allowed no matter who you are. Even an inner disciple of the Time Immemorial Sect falls under the same category. You’re wasting your time if all you’re going to throw around will be words."

Noah’s words finished as an expression of epiphany appeared on his face, waving his hands as blue and white-colored fruits appeared on the palm of his hands.

"Martial Uncle, would you accept something like this as a form of payment?"

The fruits appeared in his palm as it let out a burst of essence and hazy blue color, these were the [Ice Phoenix Fruits] and [Spirit of the Arctic] that were being devoured by the beasts in the Spiritual Land for their breakthrough from the Mythical into the Phantasmal rank. Even the calamities continued to eat them as well for the dense essence that was collected within. There were gasps and shock from the surrounding people that were still watching as the fruits appeared.

"Such dense Medicinal Fruits!"

"Those...should at least be at the fourth tier, right?"

Medicinal herbs and fruits in the World of Cultivation were ranked, with those closer to rank 1 being common fruits and herbs used by beginner Pill Masters, and any higher ranks being rare herbs that many looked for.

"I see, so he’s actually a Pill Master. It explains why he disregarded an inner disciple of the Time Immemorial Sect."

"Pill Master, I also have treasures that you might like over here!"

"Grandmaster, I have a collection of earrings that allow you to..."

Traders around the bottom of the mountain began to call out as the resplendent fruits from the Spiritual Land appeared. The old man’s cloudy eyes had a flash of color as some excitement appeared on his face.

"Y-yes, the Medicinal Fruits work!"

His cloudy eyes were brightening up as this was the major thing he needed to help his daughter. His eyes landed on Noah as he thought about who this mysterious individual might be to have gotten hold of such potent Medicinal Fruits.

Individuals holding something like this were almost always powerful Pill Masters who were very much sought after across the World of Cultivation. It was these pill and elixir makers who concocted spectacular creations that many cultivators used for their breakthroughs.

The neglected Senior Brother Carl that was fuming by the side calmed himself down at the possible identity of the man in front of him. The words he said were true, where even he would be disciplined if he broke the rules of Rainbow Spirit Mountain and attacked someone. He reigned in his anger as he snapped his fingers and began leaving, but not before having the last word.

"This isn’t over. I’ll remember your faces, newcomers!"

His group began leaving embarrassingly as traders began to crowd Noah’s position, but his eyes continued to stay on the stall of the old man towards the one particular treasure that somehow had a reaction with the Time Space in his Spiritual Land.