Carefully approaching the counter, Yan Chutian was more and more certain that the iron plate in the corner was the Energy Gathering Plate. What made him even more surprised was that the price of the Energy Gathering Plate was not in spirit crystals, but silver!
To Yan Chutian, this was simply a pleasant surprise. He could imagine that no one in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion knew the true identity of the Spirit Amassing Plate. It was only because it looked somewhat peculiar that they decided to sell it here.
And this was an opportunity for him!
Especially at times like this, Yan Chutian kept telling himself to stay calm. He could not let anyone see anything strange about him. Otherwise, he might not be able to buy the Energy Gathering Plate.
Yan Chutian approached the counter and pretended to be an idiot. He curiously looked at the many things on the counter and pointed at them from time to time. However, when he opened his Qiankun Bag, there were no spirit crystals inside. This made him depressed, and also made the steward who was secretly observing him look at him with disdain. He did not expect that this poor kid who did not even have a single spirit crystal would have a Qiankun Bag.
Yan Chutian, who was also secretly observing the steward, smiled faintly in his heart. He slowly raised his head with a depressed expression and looked hopefully at the round plate in the corner. He said to himself in surprise, "This can be bought with only silver?"
As he spoke, he excitedly looked at the steward who was looking at him with disdain. This made the steward even more disdainful. He felt that this poor kid who only became a cultivator by luck had no foresight. Seeing a broken iron plate in the counter that was not priced with spirit crystals, he was so surprised.
"I … I want to buy it!"
Yan Chutian did not know how to read people's expressions and continued to speak excitedly. However, the steward did not have a good temper and did not care about him at all. He continued to serve the other cultivators who wanted to buy it.
At the same time, the other cultivators who wanted to buy it also looked at Yan Chutian with ridicule. In their eyes, this poor kid must have thought that the broken iron plate was some kind of treasure. He did not even have the most basic knowledge of cultivators.
If they knew that this broken iron plate in their eyes was worth more than the entire Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, they would be shocked and speechless for a long time.
The waiter ignored him, but Yan Chutian was not in a hurry. He maintained his original expression and waited in front of the counter. However, at this moment, his heart was in turmoil, and he was extremely nervous. Thinking about it, it was quite funny. In the past, he had never been so nervous even when facing treasures that surpassed the Saint Level. Now, he was nervous when facing a small Spirit Gathering Disk.
After waiting for a long time, when the last customer in front of the waiter also left, he finally looked at Yan Chutian. However, even when he looked at Yan Chutian, his eyes were filled with disdain as he said impatiently, "Five hundred taels of silver."
"Alright!"
Yan Chutian pretended to be naive and took out five hundred taels of silver from his Qiankun Bag. The amount of money Zhou Teng had accumulated was truly shocking. Even after taking out five hundred taels of silver, the amount of gold and silver in his Qiankun Bag still piled up like a small mountain, occupying more than half of a cubic meter of space.
The waiter took the silver points and checked them. After confirming the amount, he reached out to grab the Spirit Gathering Disk in the corner of the counter under Yan Chutian's gaze. At this moment, Yan Chutian's mind tensed up as he became more and more nervous. What he feared would happen. Just as the attendant's palm was about to touch the edge of the Qi Amassing Plate, a proud sneer suddenly sounded from behind.
"Wait, I want this broken iron plate!"
As the arrogant sneer came, the waiter stopped. This naturally made Yan Chutian's expression change. However, at this moment, he knew that he could not show his impatience.
Therefore, after calming himself down, he turned his thin body and looked in the direction where the sneer came from.
Looking over, he saw a young man with an oily face standing half a zhang behind him. The man's height was almost the same as Yan Chutian's, but his body was much fatter, like a round ball.
"Who are you?"
Yan Chutian asked in confusion. His question made the fat man sneer again. However, before he could answer, Yan Chutian heard the flattering laughter of the waiter behind the counter.
"Young Master Zheng, what brings you here?"
"Haha … nothing, I'm just strolling around. However, I just took a fancy to this iron plate, so I want to buy it. What do you think?"
"Of course I'm selling it to Young Master Zheng!"
The waiter had completely "forgotten" the deal with Yan Chutian just now and smiled apologetically to the fat young man. In this way, even if Yan Chutian wanted to hide his emotions, he could not just watch the Spirit Gathering Disk in front of him lose it. He argued, "I took a fancy to this iron plate first, and I've already paid 500 taels of silver."
Yan Chutian tried his best to suppress his emotions. Even if he was not afraid of threats, he did not want to easily get into a conflict with others. This was not because he knew that he was too weak now. Even if his cultivation was extremely high, just like when he was the first disciple of the Firmament God Palace in his previous life, he would still be like this.
Moreover, at a special occasion like the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, Yan Chutian believed that everyone should follow certain rules. Otherwise, how could the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion be a place for cultivators to trade?
However, even if Yan Chutian thought this way, it did not mean that the waiter and the fat man thought the same. The fat man glanced at him coldly and did not hide the coldness in his words. He slowly said, "Haha … it's been a long time since I've met such an arrogant guy."
"If you don't know who I am, then I'll be merciful and tell you. I'm the eldest son of the Zheng Family, Zheng Qiufeng. My grandfather is the father of the City Lord's wife, and my father is the City Lord's brother-in-law!"
Zheng Qiufeng raised his head and looked down at Yan Chutian condescendingly. Because of his identity, no one in Kai Yuan City dared to point fingers at him. They were all respectful. However, this poor guy in front of him actually dared to talk back to him?
However, what happened next made Zheng Qiufeng even more unbelievable. Even though he reported his identity, the poor guy in front of him acted as if he did not hear him and continued to say, "Even if you're the City Lord's son, you still have to follow the rules. Since I saw this iron plate first and have paid for it, it naturally belongs to me."
"Hmph, stubborn!"
Zheng Qiufeng snorted coldly and did not say anything more. He just gave the waiter a look. Seeing this scene, the waiter immediately knew that the opportunity to flatter had come. The City Lord's brother-in-law's son and a poor guy who came out of nowhere. It would be strange if he did not know who to flatter.
He quickly straightened his back and shouted coldly at Yan Chutian.
"Get out of here. The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion does not welcome a poor guy like you!"
With a cold snort, he threw out five hundred silver taels and scattered them all around Yan Chutian.
At the same time, Zheng Qiufeng smiled with satisfaction. His cold laughter slowly rang out again.
"Haha … you just had to humiliate yourself. How does it feel?"
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