"Chief Steward Wen, bring me 5,000 kilograms of spiritual essence. I want to go to the brothel …"
"Chief Steward Wen, give me the best spiritual boat in the family. It'll be a joke if I don't have a good transportation dharma treasure …"
"Chief Steward Wen, I beat up the Godly Son of the Heavenly Main Faction, and the Ancestral Master of the Heavenly Main Faction is here. You go and deal with him!"
"Chief Steward Wen, we accidentally peeped at the Sect Master of the Exquisite Refinement Faction taking a bath. Please don't tell her that I'm hiding at home …"
Less than half a month after Fang Xing returned to the clan, Chief Steward Wen was completely convinced. This Chief Steward of the Yuan family was in charge of all the affairs of the Yuan family's huge territory. His status was no less honorable than that of any Grand Elder of the Yuan family. He had profound cultivation strength, was shrewd, and was highly valued by the Clan Master. No matter when, he would solve all kinds of difficult problems in the eyes of others amicably. But now, this Chief Steward was truly convinced. He couldn't even sleep well every day. Whenever he heard the words "Chief Steward Wen" suddenly ringing in his ears, he would tremble.
In the first few days, he still went to wait on Fang Xing every day, which could be considered as carrying out the Clan Master's order to keep an eye on this little beggar and not let him cause any trouble. But soon, he didn't dare to appear in front of Fang Xing. Later, he directly hid from Fang Xing. But this didn't work. From time to time, the little beggar would come to his door. Even when he was hiding in his little lover's cave abode, he was still found out …
No wonder he had the nickname of "Disaster". He was so good at causing trouble!
In this half a month, Steward Wen had already wiped the little beggar's ass several times. Steward Wen was usually good at grinding. He originally wanted to carry out the Master's order and give the little beggar fifty taels when he asked for one hundred taels. If the little beggar had any requests, he would gladly agree to it, but he just didn't do it. However, these tricks didn't work on the little beggar at all. If there was a disagreement, he would complain to the Old Ancestor. If he didn't get what he wanted in time, he would directly go to the Treasure House to rummage through it. Steward Wen couldn't stop him even if he wanted to …
It just so happened that even the Yuan family couldn't stop this little beggar's behavior, let alone Steward Wen. After all, the Old Ancestor had given the order that whoever dared to mess up his plan would be beaten to death. Even the former Divine Son, Young Master Fusu, was locked up in the back mountain by the Old Ancestor because of this little devil's complaint in the Demon Abyss. He had been locked up in the back mountain by the Old Ancestor to reflect on his mistakes and hadn't been released until now!
Moreover, those orthodoxies that were provoked by him didn't dare to really fight with him under normal circumstances. After all, this devil controlled the fortune of the Hundred Break Mountains. Although it was said that the majority of the authority was in the hands of the old monsters of the Divine Continent and the Demon Province, this devil was still directly related to the fortune. What if he did something to them and caused them to lose everything?
It was also because of these thoughts that many orthodoxies that were bullied by Fang Xing didn't dare to say anything. They couldn't really deal with him. They could only curse and curse him behind his back, which made Fang Xing's already bad reputation even worse …
Of course, this wasn't a big deal to Fang Xing. When he first heard the titles of "the biggest scum of the Divine Continent" and "the Yuan family's big foppish son", he was quite happy. However, the Great Golden Crow was unhappy. In all kinds of rumors, it had become Fang Xing's follower, the scum's lackey and henchman. This made it extremely angry. It explained to people countless times that many of the bad things were clearly its own ideas …
Fighting and causing trouble, peeking at female fairies bathing, stealing and robbing, and destroying people's herb gardens. If these bad deeds could still make the Yuan family and the cultivators of the Divine Continent tolerate it, what happened next shocked even Zhu Xiu and successfully attracted the attention of all the orthodoxies in the Divine Continent!
There was a small country in the Central Region of the Divine Continent named Plentiful Treasures Country. It was squeezed between the big families and orthodoxies, but it had its own way of survival. It was called Plentiful Treasures Country, not because there were many treasures in the country, but because the country used to be a market place for cultivators to come to the country to exchange or buy magic treasures. Many forces intertwined, but there was a subtle balance here. Although Plentiful Treasures Country was small, it had become the most stable treasure trading market. Even the children of the big families often came here to look for the treasures that they wanted. They even had their own businesses here. They also maintained the stability of this place, claiming that trading safety was the number one priority …
More than 20 days after returning to the Yuan family, Fang Xing suddenly appeared in Plentiful Treasures Country. Then, together with the Great Golden Crow, they went straight to the largest shop in Plentiful Treasures Country. The shop was located in the center of the capital of Plentiful Treasures Country. The pavilion was the tallest, like an emperor looking down on the whole country. It was called "Dizhen Pavilion", and it had the most abundant resources. Legend had it that as long as there was enough spiritual essence, even fairy weapons and fairy steps could be bought here.
"It's nothing. I feel that it's not as good as my own treasures …"
Fang Xing casually barged into the Treasure Emperor Pavilion and swept his gaze over the place. His heart twitched in disdain.
"Fellow Daoist, please take a seat inside and enjoy the view. However, please leave your mount outside the pavilion …"
As soon as someone entered the Dizhen Pavilion, an attendant immediately came to greet him. He respectfully asked Fang Xing to lead the Great Golden Crow out. Then, before Fang Xing could reply, the Great Golden Crow slapped the attendant out of the door. Then, the Great Golden Crow shouted at the top of his lungs, "Are all the people in the Dizhen Pavilion dead? The Divine Child of the Yuan family and the Great Golden Lord of the Primordial Path are here. Find two people with eyes to serve them … "
The Divine Child of the Yuan family?
At first, when they saw that these two people had attacked someone, the guards of the Dizhen Pavilion were prepared to throw these two troublemakers out. However, when they heard the cry of the Great Golden Crow, they all jumped in fright. The manager of the Dizhen Pavilion glanced down from upstairs and was so scared that he was drenched in sweat. He hurriedly rushed down and ordered the surrounding guards to leave. Then, he respectfully invited Fang Xing upstairs to drink some tea. Then, he secretly sent out an order to immediately increase the guards of the Dizhen Pavilion by ten times … The bandits are here!
"I didn't know that the Divine Child had arrived. Please forgive me for not coming out to greet you …"
This manager had obviously heard of the bad reputation of Fang Xing and the Crow Thief. Even with hundreds of years of cultivation, he still couldn't suppress the nervousness in his heart. He forced himself to be calm and greeted them. He then said, "There are many treasures in the Dizhen Pavilion. We have always traded fairly and never cheated anyone. What would the Divine Child like to see? This old man will bring it for the Divine Child. I will definitely satisfy the Divine Child …"
"Cough, cough, this …"
Fang Xing pondered in his heart and stretched out his hand to take the immortal tea on the table.
This action startled the shopkeeper, and he exclaimed, "Myriad Treasures Country doesn't allow private fights …"
Fang Xing was a little speechless. He picked up the immortal tea and took a sip. He said, "Actually, I came here today because …"
The manager suddenly thought of something and hurriedly said, "The Dizhen Pavilion doesn't put money on credit …"
Fang Xing choked and didn't know what to say. He thought that a few days ago, he and the Great Golden Crow robbed the Bluestone Sect's treasury and said that they wanted to buy it, but put it on credit and wait for the Yuan family to pay. How did the news spread so quickly? Look at how scared this manager was …
"Sigh, I'm not here to buy anything today!"
Fang Xing was afraid that the manager would run away, so he had to explain his purpose of coming.
"This …"
The manager became even more nervous. "There is no precedent of paying protection fees in Myriad Treasures Country …"
"Pfft …"
Fang Xing directly spat out a mouthful of tea. He thought to himself, when did my reputation become so bad?
"We're just here to borrow your place to sell something. Why are you so nervous? If you really wanted to rob us, you would have done it long ago!"
The Great Golden Crow couldn't stand it anymore and directly said it.
"Sell something?"
When the shopkeeper heard this, he relaxed slightly and said, "Divine Child, if you want to sell something, it is very simple. The Treasure Emperor Pavilion doesn't just sell magic treasures and celestial cultivation techniques, we also purchase or pawn magic treasures. If you have something you want to sell, take it out first and let this old man have a look and estimate its price. You can either sell it directly to the Treasure Emperor Pavilion, or we can organize an auction where the highest bidder wins. However, if it's an auction, the Treasure Emperor Pavilion will take a thirty percent interest … I'm not lying to you!"
Fang Xing's reputation was too resounding and too bad. This manager was so scared that even mentioning the interest would make him tremble.
"Wufang, don't mention 30%. If you do this, I'll even give you 40%!"
Fang Xing chuckled and looked at the manager with a teasing look. "I just don't know if you dare to sell it!"
The manager saw that Fang Xing wasn't as tyrannical as the rumors made him out to be. Instead, he was quite polite and didn't look like he was teasing him. The manager gradually became more courageous and entered the state of doing business. He smiled and said, "Divine Son, you must be joking. Our Plentiful Treasures Nation was originally established for the convenience of Fellow Daoists. Many orthodoxies have reached an agreement to allow our Plentiful Treasures Nation to be outside of the rules. Simply put, there's nothing we can't sell. Hehe, I'm sure you've heard the rumors. Our Dizhen Pavilion even sells Celestial Weapons!"
He glanced at Fang Xing and seemed to remember something. He chuckled and lowered his voice. "I'll add one more thing. Even if it's something of a shady origin, we can still sell it. After all, we're just providing a venue. We won't investigate the origin of the item. Even if the owner of the item comes knocking on our door, it has nothing to do with the Dizhen Pavilion. There's a precedent for this, and all the orthodoxies have tacitly agreed to this rule!"
He winked as he said this, as if everyone knew what he was talking about …
"Motherf * cker, does this old bastard think that I'm here to dispose of stolen goods?"
Fang Xing immediately rolled his eyes, but he did not flare up. In reality, what the shopkeeper said was exactly what he wanted. He smiled and took out a magic treasure, placed it on the table, and said, "If you say so, then I can rest assured. This is the treasure, give me a price!"
"Oh, a bronze lamp. Divine Son, please tell me its grade and usage …"
The manager seemed to be very familiar with this place. He picked up the bronze lamp on the table and brought it close to his eyes to take a look.
The Great Golden Crow was impatient and directly said, "This treasure is one of the three great treasures of the Fu Yao Palace, the Green Moon Lamp. Just name your price!"
"You scared me to death …"
This unexpected sentence scared the manager so much that he fell off his chair. The Green Moon Lamp fell to the ground with a clatter.
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