Fang Xing saw that he was almost scared out of his wits, so he sighed and said, "You don't have to be nervous. I didn't mean to expose you. I just admire your craftsmanship. Look at this flying sword. How is it different from a real one? Also, this elixir, how did you make it? This color, this smell, oh my god, there's even a trace of spiritual energy lingering on it. It's more real than a real one … "
His words were half-true, but Fang Xing really admired this person's craftsmanship. His craftsmanship was really good. For example, the flying sword was actually a broken flying sword, but the array inside was connected using a unique method. So if the buyer tested it on the spot, the flying sword would be able to operate freely. However, the connection between the array looked complete, but it was actually very forced. It would probably collapse after one or two uses and could not be used normally at all.
Of course, it was simply perfect to use it to deceive people.
Although this elixir looked very real, with a fragrant aroma and overflowing spiritual energy, it was not difficult for people with discerning eyes to tell the difference. Even people who didn't know how to do it would find that the spiritual energy inside was insufficient if they cut the elixir open.
"Senior Brother, don't laugh at me. I … was just confused for a moment!"
The stall owner didn't know what Fang Xing meant and said nervously.
Fang Xing waved his hand and said, "What do you mean by confused for a moment? Can this craftsmanship be learned in a short period of time? "
The stall owner was about to cry. He looked around nervously and begged in a low voice, "Lower your voice. What do you want? Just say it! Today, I've met an expert. If you like anything, feel free to take it … "
"What I like is your craftsmanship …"
Fang Xing said sincerely, "To be honest, in my previous family, there was also an elder who specialized in this field. It's just that his skills were a little rough, and he couldn't be compared to you, Senior Brother. So when I saw Senior Brother, I immediately felt a sense of familiarity. Senior Brother, don't worry, I will definitely not make this matter public. I will also specially take care of your business. If there's money, we can all earn together …"
"Uh …"
The stall owner was stunned. He blinked and looked at Fang Xing, not knowing whether he was telling the truth or not.
Fang Xing said in a low voice, "I'll have to plan out the specifics. Senior Brother, please leave me your name …"
"What do you want?"
The stall owner was nervous. The Ghost City never asked about identity. This had always been the rule.
He dared to come to the Ghost City to sell fakes because of this rule. As long as he wasn't seen through on the spot, no one would know who he was after the Ghost City ended. Moreover, every time he comes to the Ghost City, he doesn't immediately take out the fakes. He always sells the real ones for a while. After confirming that it's safe, he carefully reveals some fakes and mixes them with the real ones.
He immediately became vigilant when he heard Fang Xing's name.
Fang Xing said, "Don't be nervous. Isn't this convenient for me to contact you?"
The stall owner's gaze flickered. He hesitated for a moment, then he said in a low voice: "Forget it, Senior Brother, the Ghost City has its own rules. Since you've seen through my things, just pick a few of them that you like. There are quite a few genuine things in my stall. As for leaving my name or whatever, forget about it. I don't have any intention of making this a big deal. From today onwards, this stall is gone …"
Seeing that the stall owner was unwilling, Fang Xing chuckled and looked at him, "You really won't keep it?"
The stall owner resolutely said, "I won't keep it!"
Fang Xing suddenly stood up and shouted, "Oh, the things here …"
The mountain valley was originally quiet. Even if there were people talking, they would purposely lower their voices. Fang Xing's sudden shout caused the people around him to jump in fright. Countless gazes were attracted over.
The stall owner was even more shocked and dumbfounded. He almost ran away.
However, Fang Xing's next words made him stare blankly, "It's really too good. I looked for it for a long time before I found it. Senior Brother, you are my great benefactor. Thank you so much. Please keep the spirit stones …" Saying that, he threw down a spirit stone and casually grabbed an item from the stall. He couldn't contain his joy as he turned it over and over to look at it. At the same time, he winked at the stall owner.
"Tsk, it turns out to be a country bumpkin. So excited with a Pill of Tranquility!"
Someone next to him cursed in a low voice. He turned his head and ignored him.
The Pill of Tranquility was nothing more than an Elixir to calm the mind and help people recover their energy. It really wasn't anything good.
At this time, a guard standing in the valley came over and said in a low voice, "Senior Brother, please control your emotions. We are all in the Ghost City. It's better to be careful. It's not good to be too loud …"
"Okay, okay. I was just too excited. Senior Brother, don't blame me …"
Fang Xing hurriedly apologized to the guard. The guard waved his hand, indicating that there was no need. He turned around and left.
The stall owner directly collapsed. His eyes looked at Fang Xing and helplessly said, "What will make you let me go?"
Fang Xing looked at him and smiled without saying a word.
The stall owner gritted his teeth. He seemed to have made up his mind. He took out a wooden tablet from his chest and handed it to Fang Xing.
Fang Xing didn't even take it. He directly said, "Give me the real one!"
The stall owner's expression became even more unsightly. Through a layer of black veil, one could almost see the corner of his mouth twitching. After a long time, he finally took out another wooden tablet and handed it to Fang Xing. Then, he hung his head and didn't say anything. Fang Xing proudly took the wooden tablet. He used his spiritual sense to explore it and immediately read out the person's information: "Blue Cloud Sect's outer disciple. Black Rock Valley's house B-21. Hua Qianzhi …"
This person's identity, name, and house were all recorded inside. Fang Xing firmly remembered it.
The wooden tablet was handed back to him. The stall owner powerlessly said, "What do you want to do? Can you tell me first?"
Fang Xing giggled and said, "I'll tell you after I think about it!"
Hua Qianzhi gritted his teeth and secretly made a decision in his heart.
After returning, he would destroy all these things. He wouldn't do this again, lest he be threatened by this guy.
"If you want to destroy all these things when you return and never touch this again, I can guarantee that the news of you selling fake goods in the Ghost City will spread throughout the outer sect. Hehe, do you think that without evidence, others can't do anything to you? Hmph, a lot of people who have been tricked will be ashamed and resentful. They will anxiously find someone to vent their anger on. As long as there is someone who can help them take revenge, who cares if there is evidence or not? "
Fang Xing's sinister voice sounded, "Moreover, since you made this, your skill is not bad. If others really want to investigate you, I don't believe that you didn't leave behind any flaws. They will definitely be able to find out …"
Hua Qianzhi's body stiffened. After a long time, he let out a long sigh and slightly cupped his hands, saying, "I'll wait for the good news, Senior Brother!"
Saying this, he began to pack his things. He really didn't want to stay with this terrifying guy. But after packing his things, he was about to leave when Fang Xing stretched out his hand to him and said with a sneaky smile, "Give me back my spirit stone …"
Hua Qianzhi was furious and said in a low voice, "That Resting Pill is real …"
"But the other things you have are fake!"
Fang Xing said nonchalantly.
Hua Qianzhi was speechless. He returned Fang Xing's spirit stone, packed his things like he was hiding from a ghost, and left with his tail between his legs.
Fang Xing continued to stroll around. While looking for a suitable flying sword, he was calculating in his heart. He was not someone who walked the normal path. The moment he saw Hua Qianzhi's fakes, he began to plan something in his heart. Since he already had this person's weakness, he had to get some benefits from his craftsmanship. If there weren't any benefits, then he wouldn't do it.
As for the flying swords in Hua Qianzhi's hands, he didn't like them. Even if they were real, their quality was very low.
The valley wasn't big, so after strolling around for a while, he had already seen every stall. When he arrived at the corner, he suddenly heard two people arguing in low voices. One of them said, "Senior Brother, I'm willing to pay 70 spirit stones, which is already a lot. Although your Demon Spirit Pill is rare, it's not the best. I'm already very sincere in my offer!"
"70 spirit stones?"
Fang Xing's ears subconsciously perked up and he couldn't help but clench his fists.
"That's about three years worth of spirit stones for an A grade disciple. What kind of pill is worth this price?"
"Senior Brother, 70 spirit stones is not a small amount, but I already said that I will only exchange this pill for Stone Essence Powder!"
Another voice sounded, and it sounded a bit familiar. Fang Xing carefully thought about it and the anger in his heart rose.
He recognized who this person was, it was Hou Qing.
Fang Xing was a very vengeful person. Once he held a grudge against someone, it would leave a deep impression on him. He wouldn't forget it for ten years!
Although it had been half a year since what had happened at the mountain gate, he still remembered it immediately.
Turning his head to look, he saw a young man sitting on a bluestone near the edge of the cliff. His face was covered with a white cloth, and the moonlight covered the shadow of the mountain, so it was difficult to notice him. If he didn't know who he was, it would be fine. However, since Fang Xing recognized this voice, he took a closer look and recognized him. It was Hou Qing, who he met outside the sect gate.
"Wow, enemies are bound to meet on a narrow road. Let's see what he wants to do!"
As Fang Xing thought about it, he found a place not far away and sat down to listen.
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