There were seven to eight Late Clasping Yuan Realm warriors standing in front of the crystal counter. Most of them were just there to watch, while the rest were bargaining with the owner.
"This sword is too expensive. Can you make it cheaper?"
"Twenty thousand low-rank soul stones, I will buy it."
The owner was a middle-aged man in his forties with a beard. He shook his head, "Thirty thousand low-rank soul stones, no more, no less."
"How about twenty-four thousand low-rank soul stones? This is all I have."
The middle-aged man still shook his head.
Seeing this, the few people who wanted to buy the sword felt helpless. Although they were Late Clasping Yuan Realm warriors, they only had twenty to thirty thousand low-rank soul stones at most, which was already very rich. Outside of the Martial City, most of the Late Clasping Yuan Realm warriors might not even have ten thousand low-rank soul stones. Plus, they needed a lot of low-rank soul stones for their own training, so they obviously could not spend all of them.
"Thirty thousand low-rank soul stones, I will take it."
Ye Chen and Murong Qingcheng walked over side by side.
The middle-aged man glanced at Ye Chen and asked suspiciously, "You want to buy it?" He had been in the Martial City for many years, so he knew clearly that only some of the older Late Clasping Yuan Realm warriors could afford thirty thousand low-rank soul stones. Ye Chen was so young, even if he came from a big martial institution, he would not have that many low-rank soul stones, unless he was the top martial genius of the martial institution, who was qualified to go to the ancient inheritance place and exchange with the martial institution.
Without saying anything, Ye Chen took out three boxes of soul stones from his storage ring.
"Alright, the Star Scar Sword is yours." The middle-aged man looked very happy. He had recently been interested in a low-rank Earth Realm martial art, which included a flying art, palm art, and a martial art. If he sold it individually, it would only be around ten thousand low-rank soul stones, but if he sold it all together, it would be worth seventy thousand low-rank soul stones. Right now, he still needed twenty thousand low-rank soul stones. As for the extra ten thousand low-rank soul stones from selling the Star Scar Sword, it was for his own training.
"Wow, this brat is way too rich! Thirty thousand low-rank soul stones just like that. "
"I'm sure that he's a genius disciple of a large sect and has entered the ancient land of inheritance. Otherwise, with his age, he wouldn't be able to accumulate so many spirit stones even after four or five years."
Look at that masked girl next to him, she seems to be at the peak-level of the Mid Clasping Yuan Realm, but the Zhen Qi vibration released from her body seems to be even more powerful than us. She must have trained some kind of powerful martial art, the quality and quantity of her Zhen Qi is terrifyingly high. That brat walking together with her, he must not be simple. "
All of the Late Clasping Yuan Realm martial artists nearby started to discuss among themselves. Some of them looked surprised, some looked greedy, and some looked envious.
Murong Qingcheng said in a low voice, "It's too expensive. The best low-grade artifact is only worth twenty thousand. It definitely won't exceed twenty five thousand."
Ye Chen said carelessly, "I don't need soul stones right now. What I need is a great sword. It doesn't matter."
The Star Scar Sword on the crystal counter was around four feet long. The body of the sword was not in the scabbard, and its whole body was shining with a misty sword light. It looked like the stars in the sky, shining brightly. Ye Chen could tell that the Star Scar Sword was one of the top low-rank great swords. It was even better than the Air Shattering Blade that Lynch had bought. If he did not buy it now, he would regret it if someone else bought it.
"Wait, I want this Star Scar Sword."
The middle-aged man was about to hand over the Star Scar Sword to Ye Chen, but a hand stopped him and said with a cold voice.
Everyone looked over and saw that it was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face. He had a sharp nose, triangular eyes, and a skinny face. His body was so skinny that it looked like he could be blown away by a gust of wind. However, sensing the extremely cold qi coming from him, no one dared to underestimate him.
"This is the inner master of the Sky Eagle Castle Martial School – the Blood Eagle Sword Yuan Zongbo." Someone recognized the middle-aged man and said with a low voice.
"It's him! This is going to be a good show. Yuan Zongbo is an experienced Late Clasping Yuan Realm warrior. Normal Late Clasping Yuan Realm warriors would not be able to take even one sword attack from him."
"Even if I can't get the Star Scar Sword, I will just watch the show."
"Hehe!"
The crowd spread out a little bit, standing not far away to watch the situation.
Ye Chen's face darkened as he looked at the middle-aged man. Right now, it was all up to him. If he insisted on selling the Star Scar Sword to him, then everything would be fine.
The middle-aged man pushed away Yuan Zongbo's palm and said to Ye Chen, "Young man, the Star Scar Sword is yours now. As for how you deal with it, it has nothing to do with me."
Letting out a breath, Ye Chen took over the Star Scar Sword.
Huh!
Yuan Zongbo looked at the middle-aged man with a cold look, "Very good. You did not even give me, Yuan Zongbo, any face. It seems like you are very confident."
"I, Fang Zongbo, have always been upright. Of course, I am confident. This Star Scar Sword has already been paid by him, so it belongs to him now." The middle-aged man did not look scared at all.
His eyes were full of killing intent. If it were not for the fact that this was the Martial City, where fighting was forbidden, Yuan Zongbo would have already killed the middle-aged man with one sword attack. He would not even bother to talk to him. Plus, the Star Scar Sword was in Ye Chen's hand now, so it would be pointless for him to keep threatening the middle-aged man.
Turning his head to look at Ye Chen, Yuan Zongbo said, "Young man, name a price. Sell this Star Scar Sword to me, and we can talk about it later."
Putting away the Star Scar Sword, Ye Chen said, "Sorry, not for sale."
"You better think it through." Yuan Zongbo squeezed his eyes.
"This is the result of thinking it through. Right now, we still have something to do. Bye." Ye Chen did not want to waste any more time with Yuan Zongbo. This kind of person would not change his mind with just a few words. So, it would be a waste of time.
"Brat, you are looking for death. Don't think that the Martial City can protect you forever. Once we get out of the Martial City, I, Yuan Zongbo, will have my ways to make you hand over the Star Scar Sword. Of course, by then, it will not be just one Star Scar Sword, so I will have to collect some interest." Yuan Zongbo was so mad that he almost puked out blood. After being humiliated for so many times, his face had turned slightly red. He then clenched his fists, his veins bulging.
As for Yuan Zongbo's harsh words, Ye Chen pretended that he did not hear them. Once they got out of the Martial City, they would fight with their own power. If one or two words could scare him, then what was the point of him coming out to train? Wouldn't it be better to stay in the Sky Cloud Martial School? At least the Sky Cloud Martial School had the protection of the Astral Reaching Realm warriors.
Looking at Ye Chen's back, everyone was shocked.
"This brat is so straightforward. He did not even talk to Yuan Zongbo."
"But it would be hard for Yuan Zongbo to kill him. The masked lady next to him is very powerful. If the two of them join hands, they might be able to hurt Yuan Zongbo. "
"Relying on women is nothing."
Hearing everyone's words, Yuan Zongbo sneered. Of course, he could tell how powerful Murong Qingcheng was. But he was confident that he could kill Ye Chen and leave easily. Plus, with his experience, he could tell that Murong Qingcheng and Ye Chen were just normal friends. They would separate eventually, and by then, he would make sure that Ye Chen would die a horrible death. That would be the price for messing with Yuan Zongbo.
Waving his sleeves, Yuan Zongbo turned to leave. He needed to find some people to keep an eye on Ye Chen, just in case he would be able to sneak away without anyone noticing.
On the other side of the palace.
Murong Qingcheng said, "That Yuan Zongbo is not easy to deal with. With your power, I think it might be a bit of a stretch." She did not want to hurt Ye Chen, so she used the word 'stretch'. Seriously, if Ye Chen ran into Yuan Zongbo, the only thing he could do was to run for his life. As for whether or not he could make it out alive, it was still unknown.
"It would be boring if the training was not dangerous. It would be nice to have some side dishes." Ye Chen was not worried at all. He now had the training method for the third movement of the Void Shattering Finger Art, and he also had the Flo Rudra Three Mysterious Spell. With one month, his power would definitely reach the next level. By then, even if he could not beat Yuan Zongbo, he would still be able to scare him. Of course, if he could reach the peak level of Early Clasping Yuan Realm, then he would be even more confident.
"You're right."
Murong Qingcheng nodded.
After buying the Star Scar Sword, the two did not leave right away. There were way too many treasures in the trading palace, and there might be something they needed.
As they were walking, Murong Qingcheng suddenly stopped in front of a crystal counter.
Inside the crystal counter, a pair of gloves with golden threads was sitting there quietly. They looked very thin, but a shocking spirit power vibration was coming out of them.
Seeing the price of the gloves, Murong Qingcheng shook her head. She did not plan to buy it.
Ye Chen said, "This pair of low-rank gloves is not bad. Why don't you buy it?"
"I do not have that many low-rank soul stones right now. We will talk about it later. Plus, I already have a pair of gloves." As the second disciple of the Sky Flying Devil Martial School, Murong Qingcheng already had low-rank gloves. However, compared to this pair of gloves, they were obviously not as good.
"Twenty-three thousand low-rank soul stones. I will pay for you. Consider it as a thank you for bringing me to the Martial City." Ye Chen took out two big boxes and three small boxes without hesitation. They were all filled with low-rank soul stones. For him, twenty-three thousand low-rank soul stones were just a small amount. He had more than two million low-rank soul stones now, and sixty thousand mid-rank soul stones. He was even richer than a normal rank 9 martial institution.
"Thank you." Murong Qingcheng had trained a demon martial art, so she was not shy at all.
"Qingcheng, you don't need him to pay for you. I will give you this pair of gloves."
Right then, a young man in luxurious clothes took out a low-rank soul stone and handed it to the owner of the gloves before Ye Chen could.
Seeing this person, Murong Qingcheng was expressionless, "Second prince, what a coincidence!"
"Yeah! It is indeed a coincidence. " The young man was not very handsome, but he had the aura of a king. Behind him were four elderly men in black, all of whom were at least as powerful as Yuan Zongbo. The leader was obviously a peak-level Late Clasping Yuan Realm warrior.
"I think I should just forget about it. I don't like this pair of gloves."
Murong Qingcheng did not plan to accept his gift.
The young man turned around, "What? Didn't you want to buy it just now?"
"Just now was just now. I don't like it now. Ye Chen, let's go." Murong Qingcheng turned around and left. Ye Chen followed behind her helplessly.
The smile on the young man's face froze. Ye Chen was willing to pay for her, but she did not buy it when he gave it to her. How ridiculous.
"Master Liu, send a couple of people to watch them. See what kind of relationship that brat has with her."
"Yes, Your Royal Highness," the old man in the lead said respectfully.
"Better not. Otherwise, don't blame me."
Glancing at Ye Chen with a creepy look, the young man dropped the gloves and walked away.
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