Ying Feiyang carefully checked the things on him and sadly realized that there was really nothing that he could take out. As a sword cultivator who was determined to break all techniques with a single sword, he did not value treasures. Although he had plundered some from the people who chased after him in the past, he threw them away like a child of wealth.
There was only one thing on him that could possibly interest Princess Linglong, but …
Ying Feiyang could not help but touch the gourd on his waist with a nostalgic look on his face.
The past was unbearable, and the sword was unbearable. Even though it was tied to his waist long ago, he rarely used it. In his opinion, there was only one person in the world who was qualified to mention the 'unbearable' sword. It was even more impossible for him to use this sword to trade.
At this moment, Goddess Ling Xin bit her lips and said, "The Udumbara Heart Lamp is the key to the inheritance of the Goddesses. It can't be lost outside, so I can only take out this' Ten Feet Light Dust '. Let's trade it …"
Although Goddess Ling Xin tried her best to appear calm, her slender fingers inadvertently pinched the corner of the white silk, revealing the struggle in her heart.
However, when she finally made up her mind, Mu Xiaomei poured cold water on her, "Sister Goddess, the East Sea Mermaid Clan is rich in pearls and silk. The silk they weave is of superior quality that cannot be soaked in water or burned by fire. Although your white silk is a treasure, Princess Linglong doesn't care about the power of the treasure. She only cares about novelty. She's used to seeing silk, so I'm afraid she won't be interested in the white silk …"
"This … Heh, I'm indeed showing off in front of an expert." The Goddess laughed at herself, but she said in distress, "What should I do? This is all I have. If I go back to the Udumbara Pure Sect to get other treasures, the Langya sea market should be over by the time I bring back the treasures."
Mu Xiaomei also tried to think of a solution. She rubbed her chin and said seriously, "Brother Tianming, if what you're looking for is really important, I can talk to Master and borrow some treasures from her."
Ying Feiyang shook his head with a smile and said, "Don't be silly. We don't have any friendship with your master. How can we accept such a big favor from her? Besides, your master was also robbed by Lu Tianlan. Otherwise, she wouldn't have asked you to go to the center of Chuan Province to replenish the goods …"
Ying Feiyang's eyes suddenly lit up. "Yes, we don't have any treasures, but there is a guy who is a moving treasure house. We can ask him for it. Mei, I want you to do me a favor!"
"Hmm? What kind of help? "
"This …" Ying Feiyang whispered a few words into Mu Xiaomei's ear. Mu Xiaomei's eyes shone brighter and brighter, revealing an excited expression as if she was about to "stir up trouble". "That's it. This kind of thing shouldn't be difficult for you."
Mu Xiaomei patted her small chest and said eagerly, "Don't worry, I'm the perfect candidate!"
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Mo Liu Island was one of the seventy-two islands of the East Sea. It was also the site of the Langya Sea Market.
The island's terrain was flat and the view was wide. In the middle of the island, there was a towering pavilion that had been through the flames of war.
The lower part of the pavilion was richly ornamented. Even though it was mottled and lost its color due to years of disrepair, one could still see the luxury and wealth of the past through the long passage of time. The upper part of the pavilion was much more plain. Both the materials and the craftsmanship were not fancy. Obviously, the pavilion was rebuilt after it was destroyed.
Mo Liu Island was originally the territory of the Exquisite Treasure Pavilion in the East Sea. The pavilion was a branch of the Exquisite Treasure Pavilion. The tears of mermaids turned into pearls, which were extremely precious. More than a hundred years ago, the Exquisite Treasure Pavilion began to secretly capture mermaids in order to obtain the mermaid pearls for profit. As a result, they angered Hu Mingzhu, who had just risen to power, and a war broke out.
The result of the war was that half of the pavilion was demolished. The Exquisite Treasure Pavilion was defeated and forced to retreat from the East Sea. Hu Mingzhu became famous after the war and was given the title of Demon King. Later on, Bei Xuanji cultivated into a human form. Hu Mingzhu gave the territory that originally belonged to the Exquisite Treasure Pavilion to Bei Xuanji, and even gave her the title of "Princess Ling Long". This was also an opportunity to humiliate the Exquisite Treasure Pavilion.
Of course, losing face was not a big deal for the merchants of the Exquisite Treasure Pavilion. However, later on, looking at the East Sea, which was a treasure trove of unlimited business opportunities, they could only lament their inadequacy. They did not dare to open a branch of the Exquisite Treasure Pavilion in the East Sea, which made them beat their chests and stamp their feet in regret.
Now, the location of the Langya Sea Market remained unchanged, but the organizer naturally became the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals. Although there were still two days before the Langya Sea Market was officially held, it was already the 'warm-up' period of the sea market.
On the island, various stalls were spread out like stars in the sky. Each and every one of the practitioners put down their high and mighty airs and hawked their goods like peddlers.
At this time, Ying Feiyang was in front of one of the stalls, flipping through a sword manual.
"Hey, hey, hey, you have to pay for reading it. This sword manual is an ancient manual. It can be exchanged for fifty pearls!" The stall owner was a Demon Cultivator with a seahorse's head. At this time, he spoke in a low, muffled voice.
Ying Feiyang asked suspiciously, "Really? The paper is incense paper, and the ink is glue ink. This is at most two or three hundred years old. How could it be an ancient manual?"
"What a fuss. Can't it be a handwritten copy? Moreover, it was edited and copied by your human race's Sword Saint, Ge Nia. That makes it even more valuable. However, I'll give you a discount. Thirty pearls will do! " As the seahorse spoke, he flipped to the last page of the book. There was indeed a seal on it. The words "Edited by Ge Nia" were printed on it. However —
"I already said, you Demons, even if you want to forge something, you should make it more authentic. What Ge Nia? How could a Sword Saint Ge Nia from the end of the Warring States Period write a regular script? Why don't you spend more time studying the history of the human race!" Ying Feiyang said angrily.
The seahorse's eyes turned, and he flatly denied, "Who said it was Ge Nia from the Warring States Period? I'm not talking about Ge Nia, I'm talking about Ge Nia. This Ge Nia was a great swordsman in the East Sea two hundred years ago. He was also known as the Sword Saint. His swordsmanship was brilliant, but he kept a low profile. Seeing that you're young, you probably haven't heard of Ge Nia. How about this, I'll only charge you ten pearls. It can't be any lower! "
"Written by Guenever? That works? " Ying Feiyang's face revealed a look of admiration. He then grabbed the sword manual and pointed at it. "But there are many flaws in this swordsmanship. It's not brilliant. Look at this move, it's fast and unstable. It can be broken with a single blow to the chest. Look at this move, it's too complicated. It's complicated but not refined. If you encounter a fast sword, you'll only hurt yourself. And this move, it's even more ridiculous …"
Ying Feiyang continued to talk. The seahorse's expression became more and more unpleasant. He pulled Ying Feiyang aside and asked, "How about … five pearls?"
Ying Feiyang took out an artifact that he had plundered in the past and said, "This should be worth about three pearls …"
"Deal!" The seahorse snatched the artifact from Ying Feiyang. He was so happy that he could spit bubbles out of his mouth. However, he said with pity, "Young man, you've really picked up a bargain. It's all thanks to me that you hit it off. If you make a name for yourself with this sword manual in the future, remember to thank me!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Ying Feiyang did not know whether to laugh or cry. Although the sword manual was not something profound, it still had its merits. Exchanging it for the artifact was not considered a loss. However, it could also be seen that most of the items being sold at this time were inferior goods. The real good stuff was reserved for the official opening of the Langye Sea Market.
With this thought in mind, Ying Feiyang put the sword manual back into his bag. However, he heard a voice. "Wait!" The seahorse head took out a few books out of nowhere and spread them out in a fan shape. "Young lad, I still have Yue Nu's original work, Jing Ke's original work. Do you want a few more books?" it asked politely.
Ying Feiyang looked at the shoddily written sword manuals and could not help but feel impressed. He had no choice but to decline politely. "Thank you. I'm short on money and still need to save some belongings. When the sea market starts, I won't buy anymore …"
"Sigh, I'm still waiting for the sea market. Let me tell you, the Langye Sea Market is most likely not going to open!" The seahorse lowered his voice and pretended to be mysterious.
Ying Feiyang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Oh, what do you mean?"
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