3: Intercepting the Sword Box
Although the night was late...
...the black market was still brightly lit.
As long as you had money, you could buy everything you wanted here.
When Chen Xian reached the street entrance, he received a free mask. He put it on before continuing inside.
This was also a rule of the black market; trading while wearing a mask could reduce many unnecessary troubles.
Relying on the memories in his mind, he walked straight to the entrance of the largest building in the black market.
Before he could even enter, someone bowed and walked out.
"Dear guest, I wonder what you would like to buy?"
Chen Xian said in a raspy voice, "What? You only allow buying here, not selling?"
The servant smiled humbly and said, "Of course you can, of course you can. We support all buying and selling transactions. Dear guest, please come inside."
Chen Xian strode inside with Da Huang.
The servant led him to a table, and an old man in grey robes walked over.
"Fellow Daoist, I wonder what you would like to sell?"
Chen Xian threw the cultivation technique onto the table.
"Black Tortoise Body Tempering Art."
The old man gave Chen Xian a meaningful look.
The news of that playboy from the Chen family buying a body cultivation technique at Duobao Pavilion during the day and noisily demanding a refund had already spread throughout the city.
Now that this man in black robes had brought out this technique...
...his identity was self-evident.
However, the old man was somewhat puzzled. The Chen family's playboy was ignorant and incompetent, and even lacked spiritual roots, making him unable to cultivate.
Yet the man before him was surrounded by spiritual energy.
Was this person really him?
"What? Can you not afford it? Or do you not dare to do business related to Duobao Pavilion?"
As soon as these words were spoken...
...the old man immediately burst out laughing.
"Fellow Daoist, you must be joking. There is nothing in Jubei City that our Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion cannot accept. I wonder what price you wish to sell it for?"
Chen Xian held up two fingers!
"Two hundred thousand Spirit Stone!"
"Fellow Daoist, this technique only sells for two hundred thousand at Duobao Pavilion. It's impossible for us to buy it at the original price!"
Chen Xian gave a cold laugh.
"I presume you've guessed my identity. Isn't it worth two hundred thousand to buy a future opportunity to be on good terms with me?"
Chen Xian slowly took off his mask.
At that moment, the old man's suspicion was confirmed.
This person really was Chen Xian!
However, this... Just as he was about to refuse, a voice suddenly came from not far away.
"Two hundred thousand Spirit Stone. Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion will take this deal!"
A woman in a black dress walked slowly from nearby. Seeing her, the old man hurriedly stood up and said respectfully, "Eldest Miss!"
The woman's gaze fell upon Chen Xian.
With a flick of her finger...
...a storage ring landed on the table.
"Here are two hundred thousand Spirit Stone."
Chen Xian was about to pick it up, but the Woman in Black Dress said, "Our Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion's Spirit Stone don't blow in with the wind. If I find out you're just bluffing, I will take you apart piece by piece and sell you!"
Hearing this, Chen Xian wasn't flustered at all.
He simply gave a cold laugh and put away the Spirit Stone.
Regarding her threat, he could only say that when you have too many lice, you stop worrying about the itch; when you have too many debts, you stop worrying about them.
He was someone who would be slaying Saints in the future; he didn't care for such a small threat.
Taking the Spirit Stone, Chen Xian was just about to walk out.
At that moment, the system's voice sounded in his mind.
[Ding!]
[Today's intelligence has been reorganized!]
[Intelligence 1 (1-Star): In five minutes, a young man in blue will come to sell a worn-out sword casket, which has an Ancient Sword Mound sealed within it.]
Chen Xian abruptly stopped in his tracks.
It was already past midnight.
This was today's intelligence!
A worn-out sword casket?
An Ancient Sword Mound!
This sounds like it has great potential.
Chen Xian slowly walked out the door, but he was in no hurry to leave.
Intercept!
He was thinking that he must intercept it!
How could such a good thing be left for Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion? As a sword cultivator himself, a sword tomb was exactly the kind of place where one could find a massive bargain.
He had to get it!
At the same time...
...Ye Honglian was watching this man from the high tower of Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion.
"Eldest Miss, should we drive him away?"
The old man who had just received Chen Xian asked in a low voice!
"No rush! Let's see what this Chen family playboy is up to!"
"Hiding his spiritual roots for over twenty years, having his engagement broken by his Fiancée, and now even selling the Marquis of Jubei's residence. I really want to see what exactly he plans to do!"
As for now...
...two more pieces of intelligence appeared before Chen Xian in succession.
[Intelligence 2 (1-Star): Prince Wu's heir, Zhao Zheng, who bought the Jubei Marquiss Residence, discovered three hundred bottles of qi gathering pills under the back garden of the residence at noon.]
[Intelligence 3 (1-Star): Zhao Zheng will host a banquet tonight to invite everyone. When his proposal to Liu Ruyan is rejected, he will become enraged and prepare to drug her!]
When he saw the second piece of intelligence, Chen Xian's heart tightened.
This must have been the work of his Cheap Old Father.
Eighty percent chance he hoped his son might one day be able to cultivate and use them. Unfortunately, until his death, the original owner was a piece of trash who couldn't cultivate.
Chen Xian rubbed his hands excitedly!
"Since we are both the same person, I'll accept this generous gift from our father on your behalf!"
As for the third piece of intelligence, Chen Xian automatically ignored it.
Although Liu Ruyan was his Fiancée in name, seeing how that woman couldn't wait to avoid him today...
The original owner was devoted to her, loving her without return.
But he wasn't!
He wouldn't do something as pointless as sucking up to someone who hated him!
Therefore, whatever happened to Liu Ruyan had nothing to do with him!
Just then!
A blue figure burst into his field of vision.
Just as the other party was about to go up, Chen Xian blocked him.
"Brother, are you looking to sell this sword casket?"
The blue-clad youth nodded!
Chen Xian put an arm around his neck and said intimately, "Brother, how much do you want to sell it for?"
"One hundred Spirit Stone!"
The youth said crisply.
Seeing that Chen Xian didn't speak, the youth subconsciously said, "Senior, don't look at how old this sword casket is; my father brought it out from the Southern Continent's restricted area. Now that my father is dead, I want to sell it to bury him!"
He had been asking all the way through the black market, and the most anyone would give him was fifty Spirit Stone!
Now that he had asked for a hundred, he thought he had scared Chen Xian.
Chen Xian looked at this ordinary, even somewhat old sword casket.
He immediately took out one hundred and fifty Spirit Stone!
"I'll buy it."
Until the moment the Spirit Stone landed in his hand, the youth could hardly believe it.
Watching Chen Xian walk away holding the sword casket, the blue-clad youth wiped away his tears.
"Big brother, you are truly a good person!"
Chen Xian, who hadn't walked far yet, almost burst out laughing when he heard this.
If people found out there was an Ancient Sword Mound sealed inside...
...some would probably buy it for two million Spirit Stone.
He really had picked up a massive bargain.
Leaving the black market...
...it was already the early hours of the morning.
Chen Xian led Da Huang into an alleyway and suddenly stopped his pace.
"You've been following me for so long, come out!"
"Hmm? Still don't plan on coming out? Do I have to drag you out?"
As soon as Chen Xian's voice fell...
...a person stood silently before him.
"How did you discover me?"
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