8: Chapter 8 Xiao, this surname is indeed quite interesting.

"Wait." Seeing the shopkeeper about to head to the second floor with the chubby youth, Luo Yunkai called out to stop them.

"Snap!" Bai Shao tapped his fan against his palm, closing it. Standing on the second step of the stairs, he looked down at Luo Yunkai and his son with keen interest.

"Shopkeeper Chen, this Qingyun Shop of yours is becoming less and less prestigious. Any stray cat or dog can just walk in. I feel like it's quite embarrassing."

Xiao Tian felt a surge of anger rise in his heart. His tiger-like eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth tightly.

"You..."

Bai Shao didn't expect a mere Mortal to dare glare at him. With a cold sneer, he opened his fan and fanned it towards Xiao Tian.

A violent gust of wind flew out from the fan, striking directly at Xiao Tian's Face.

Luo Yunkai furrowed his brows, waved his sleeve to block the fierce wind, and swatted it back.

He looked at his son with deep, meaningful eyes.

Xiao, this surname, really has some stories behind it.

Having roamed the Cultivation World for so many years, he had never encountered such a brainless and reckless second-generation immortal.

"Damn it, you dare to fight back? Do you know who I am, and who my big brother is!"

Here it comes, that sense of déjà vu where beating the small one provokes the big one.

Luo Yunkai refocused his gaze on the chubby youth. His dashing hairstyle had been blown out of shape, losing its earlier composure and looking somewhat disheveled.

"Heh, I don't know who your big brother is, nor do I know who you are. I only know that fighting within Yunyin Market is a rule set by the Qingyun Sect. What? Are you and that big brother of yours above the Qingyun Sect?"

Bai Shao's eyes darkened as he swept his gaze toward Shopkeeper Chen. "Chen, what does he mean? Saying I started a fight in Yunyin Market? Did you see it? Or did someone else see it?"

Shopkeeper Chen chuckled, "This old man didn't see Second Young Master Bai start a fight, but as for you, Fellow Daoist, I saw you strike at Second Young Master Bai very clearly."

Xiao Tian looked at the old man and the chubby youth in disbelief, unable to fathom how anyone could be so shameless, telling lies with their eyes wide open.

"It was clearly him who started it!" Xiao Tian pointed at Bai Shao, his Face full of anger.

Luo Yunkai swallowed the words he was about to say.

Bai Shao pulled up a nasty smile, "Is that so? Who can prove it?"

"You, you all..."

Bai Shao became even more smug, "No one can prove it, right? Well, I can! Just wait for the Market Guard to come and arrest you!"

Xiao Tian was all too familiar with Bai Shao's fearless demeanor; he really had the backing.

His Face turned slightly pale, and he tossed the Yao Beast he was carrying on his shoulder to the ground.

Shopkeeper Chen jumped up, "You dirtied the floor of my Qingyun Shop, pay up!"

Xiao Tian ignored him and stared fixedly at Luo Yunkai.

Luo Yunkai was somewhat curious about what his son intended to do.

"Bang!" With a thud, Xiao Tian knelt before Luo Yunkai and kowtowed heavily several times.

"Father, this child is unfilial. I've caused trouble outside and can no longer serve you."

He was actually trying to shoulder the blame all by himself!

Luo Yunkai's bottomless eyes flickered slightly.

His son's sincerity made his own probing and calculating seem insincere.

Luo Yunkai personally helped his son up; Xiao Tian's slight resistance was easily suppressed.

"Don't be afraid, Father is here!"

Xiao Tian looked at Luo Yunkai, moved. "Father..."

Luo Yunkai patted his Cheap son's shoulder heavily, then looked at Bai Shao and Shopkeeper Chen.

Bai Shao clapped, "What a touching scene of father-son affection."

Luo Yunkai waved his sleeve, and a small mountain of Spirit Stones appeared on the counter—ten thousand Spirit Stones.

Shopkeeper Chen's expression changed instantly.

"I want to buy the largest Storage Pouch in your shop. Are these Spirit Stones enough?"

Without waiting for Shopkeeper Chen to speak, Luo Yunkai waved his sleeve again and tossed out another ten thousand Spirit Stones.

"Not enough? Is it enough now?"

Not giving Shopkeeper Chen a chance to speak, Luo Yunkai waved his sleeve again, and another ten thousand Spirit Stones piled up into a small mountain in front of him.

"How about now? Is it enough?"

Each time he waved his sleeve, a pile of Spirit Stones appeared, accompanied by Luo Yunkai's pressing question, "Is it enough?"

In just a few breaths, ten piles of Spirit Stone mountains had accumulated in front of Luo Yunkai. Added to the one on the counter, that was one hundred and ten thousand Spirit Stones!

Such a grand display not only stunned Shopkeeper Chen, an outer Sect deacon of the Qingyun Sect, but also stunned Bai Shao.

They hadn't expected Luo Yunkai to have such financial power!

Thinking of the money-grubbing nature of the Market Guard...

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" The uniform sound of footsteps, accompanied by the clanking of armor, drew closer.

Oh no!

Shopkeeper Chen's pupils shrank suddenly. He swept a glance at the eleven piles of Spirit Stones and, with a quick-turning mind, cast a Cleaning Spell.

The disheveled Bai Shao instantly returned to his dashing appearance, and the shop showed no signs of having been swept by a violent wind.

Xiao Tian was dumbfounded, completely unable to understand what had happened.

"Clang!"

"The guard team received a report of fighting here? Who is it? Step out honestly!"

A deep, heavy voice carried intense pressure as eyes like a hawk's swept over the four people inside the Qingyun Shop.

When his gaze landed on the piles of Spirit Stones on the floor, the leading guard's pupils shrank suddenly.

Luo Yunkai chuckled and was about to step forward when Shopkeeper Chen strode over to his side and held him back.

"Fellow Daoist, this matter can be discussed! This matter can be discussed!"

In Luo Yunkai's Sea of Consciousness, Shopkeeper Chen's voice sounded, "Brother, Second Young Master Bai's big brother is the first disciple of the Qingyun Sect Master and the current Senior Brother of the Qingyun Sect. He is not someone to be offended!"

Luo Yunkai narrowed his eyes and transmitted his voice calmly, "Oh, and so what? Do you think these guards care? By the time that Senior Brother reacts, they will have already taken my Spirit Stones and left the Qingyun Sect's territory. There is no need to worry about being held accountable, don't you think?"

Shopkeeper Chen: "Brother, if you anger the Qingyun Sect, even running to the territory of other Sects won't be safe. Who knows if those Sects will give the Qingyun Sect some Face? It's not worth the loss, right?"

He glanced at the piles of Spirit Stones on the floor, his voice becoming quieter, "With these Spirit Stones, you could buy anything. Buying your life while having to sacrifice yourself—it's not worth it."

"I know you've been wronged, Brother. I apologize. How about this: from now on, whenever you buy things at my Qingyun Shop, you get a 20% discount."

Luo Yunkai sneered and continued to transmit his voice, "Do you think I'm someone who cares about that little bit of Spirit Stones?"

Shopkeeper Chen's Face was as black as ink, but he felt slightly relieved inside. "What do you want?"

Luo Yunkai smiled faintly, "I heard the Qingyun Sect is having an internal auction soon?"

Shopkeeper Chen's heart twitched with pain as he took an auction invitation from his Storage Pouch.

"I feel like I've known you for a long time, Fellow Daoist. Consider this auction invitation a token of our friendship."

Luo Yunkai was satisfied and took the auction invitation.

Seeing that he had put the item away, Shopkeeper Chen walked over to the Market Guard who had been waiting for a long time.

After promising some good things, he finally managed to send them away.

After the Market Guard left, Shopkeeper Chen cursed under his breath, "A bunch of bloodsuckers!"

Having resolved the trouble with the Market Guard, he looked for the culprit, Bai Shao, but he was nowhere to be found.

Shopkeeper Chen sneered and didn't bother looking. This loss would be recouped sooner or later!

Shopkeeper Chen mentally noted down the debt against Bai Shao, then turned around with a smiling Face. He raised his hand, took a Storage Pouch from the wall, and personally presented it to Luo Yunkai.

"Fellow Daoist, this Storage Pouch has a space of twenty cubic meters. It's a good item that only the inner Sect of the Qingyun Sect can use. Does it meet your approval?"

Luo Yunkai glanced at it casually and nodded nonchalantly. "How much?"

"It's not expensive." Shopkeeper Chen said, holding up three fingers.

Luo Yunkai nodded and took back eight piles of Spirit Stones.

He waved his hand again, and the Storage Pouch in the shopkeeper's hand flew into Luo Yunkai's grasp.

He probed it with his Divine Sense; it was indeed twenty cubic meters. He tossed it casually to his Cheap son.

"It's yours. Drop your blood on it to claim ownership, then put the Yao Beast inside. You'll have an easier time."

Xiao Tian was dazed. "Thank you, Father!"

After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Tian bit his finger to claim ownership of the Storage Pouch and tossed the Four-legged Young Beast inside. It was indeed much easier.

"This Storage Pouch is so useful! It can fit such a large Yao Beast, and it's not heavy at all."

Shopkeeper Chen's mouth twitched. He didn't know whether to be shocked that a Storage Pouch worth thirty thousand was given away so casually, or shocked by the use of the Storage Pouch—just to hold a mere Qi Refining Stage 2 Yao Beast worth a few dozen Spirit Stones.

Truly a wealthy person!