He saw that Ye Chen had noticed him first.
The short young man was shocked at first. Then, he walked up to him with a smile on his face. He rolled his eyes and said, "Senior, is this your first time in Chaoge City?"
Beginner-Stage Spirit Assembly?
Ye Chen was secretly surprised after sensing the other party's cultivation base, "How did you tell?"
"Of course, it's my eyes."
The short young man smiled and said, "My name is Wang Wu. I grew up in Chaoge City. I've seen at least 800 people every day, if not 1,000. However, I've never seen you before, senior."
Ye Chen came to a realization after hearing that.
At that moment, Wang Wu hesitated for a moment. He suddenly rubbed his hands and said with a charming smile, "Senior, may I know what you want to buy in Chaoge City? Or are you selling something? I'm willing to lead the way for you. You only need to give me ten low-grade spirit stones … "
"Sure!"
Ye Chen thought it was funny looking at his anxious and begging expression. He agreed to it without thinking.
The reason why he did that was because he saw the shadow of his youngest disciple in the Immortal World in this person.
That child had no parents since he was young. He had once struggled to survive in the immortal cultivation city and was bullied. Ye Chen had only accepted him as his last disciple when he accidentally discovered his malleability.
This child did not let him down. In just 5,000 years, he had advanced from a mortal to an immortal lord. However, perhaps it was related to what he had experienced since he was young that caused this child to be a little cold and only listen to Ye Chen.
"This child …"
Ye Chen sighed as he thought to this point, "When that traitorous disciple betrayed me, this child was suppressing the Astral World with 100,000 immortal soldiers. I only hope that he'll be able to survive."
Wang Wu said excitedly when he saw that Ye Chen had agreed to it, "Senior, may I know if you want to buy or sell something? Do you want magic treasures, refining materials, or divinity spells? "
Ye Chen said, "I need a map."
Wang Wu nodded and led Ye Chen around the city excitedly. They headed straight to the market in the west of the city. From time to time, he would tell Ye Chen about some of the rules and secrets of Chaoge City.
After the time it took to burn a stick of incense, Wang Wu finally brought Ye Chen to a street that was as luxurious as a palace.
Wang Mu stretched out his hand and pointed. "Senior, the innermost room is called Treasure Gathering Pavilion. It has the most complete collection of things, so the map you want should definitely be there."
Ye Chen looked up and saw the words' Jubao Pavilion 'hanging on the door of the innermost shop. The most striking thing about it was that these three words were over 3 meters long and were actually made of spirit stones.
It was a clear indication of his wealth and luxury.
Ye Chen nodded to himself and walked toward the Jubao Pavilion while carrying his daughter. Just as Wang Wu, who was behind him, was about to open his mouth, twenty low-grade spirit stones suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Twenty yuan …"
In his excitement, Wang Wu bowed at Ye Chen's retreating back and disappeared into the street.
Outside Jubao Pavilion.
Ye Chen stood at the entrance while carrying his daughter. He saw that the entire shop only had two floors. However, there were countless barriers and formations that blocked Divine Consciousness from entering.
With his strength, it was naturally not difficult for him to forcefully invade these barriers, but he was really not very interested.
Just as he was about to enter, an old man in a green robe walked out of the shop first. The old man blocked his way and after sizing him up, he said, "Sir, don't you know the rules of my Jubao Pavilion?"
"What rules?" Ye Chen frowned.
The green-robed old man said expressionlessly, "My Jubao Pavilion has three no-entry rules. You can't enter if you're below the Golden Core stage, you can't enter if you don't have 10,000 spirit stones on you, and you can't enter if you don't show your identity. As long as you meet any of the rules, you can enter."
Ye Chen's eyes flashed imperceptibly. He then extended his Divine Consciousness into the storage ring, only to find that there were less than 6,000 spirit stones left. He had used them too frequently earlier.
Thinking to this point, his eyes immediately flickered, and he considered whether he should forcefully rob this shop.
However, this idea was immediately extinguished by him.
Robbing was ultimately a bit of a lowly act.
Seeing that he did not say a word, the green-robed old man's tone suddenly turned cold, and he said, "Since you haven't reached the standard, then please leave."
Ye Chen waved his sleeve and a long sword landed in the old man's hand, "Does your shop want this?"
Just as the green-robed old man was about to refuse, the expression on his face suddenly froze, and he said in shock, "A supreme-grade magic treasure?!"
In the cultivation world, magic treasures were divided into magic tools, spirit tools, magic treasures, and spirit treasures. They were divided into four grades: low, medium, high, and supreme. Among them, magic tools were usually used by Spirit Assembly cultivators, spirit tools were used by Foundation Building cultivators, magic treasures were used by Golden Core masters, and spirit treasures were used by Nascent Soul cultivators.
At that moment, the green-robed old man's attitude changed drastically, "Fellow, my Jubao Pavilion wants this sword. May I know how many spirit stones you want?"
"50,000 low-grade spirit stones!" Ye Chen said.
The green-robed old man could not help but frown when he heard that. He seemed to be hesitating, and in the end, he said, "30,000, I can only give you 30,000 at most!"
"Deacon Wu, this brother's sword is a supreme-grade magic treasure. 50,000 is already very low, yet you actually bet 20,000 on it. Aren't you being a little stingy?"
At this moment, a chuckle came from behind them.
Ye Chen turned around and saw a white-clothed young man holding an iron fan walking over. The young man had an elegant bearing and an imposing appearance.
The green-robed old man's gaze focused, and then he said with a cold expression, "So it's the Jiang family's Young Master River Feather."
River Feather did not mind. Instead, he looked at Ye Chen and said, "Brother, I want this sword of yours. 50,000 low-grade spirit stones!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the green-robed old man's expression instantly changed. Before Ye Chen could speak, he spoke first, "First come, first served. Fellow Daoist, my Treasure Gathering Pavilion is willing to pay 50,000."
Ye Chen could not help but look at River Feather.
Unexpectedly, River Feather waved his folding fan and shook his head with a smile that was not a smile. "Since Deacon Wu wants it, then I won't take it from you."
The green-robed old man was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. He could only gesture for Ye Chen to enter with a dark expression. "Please come in, fellow. I'll count the spirit stones for you."
After Ye Chen and River Feather entered, the green-robed old man took the flying sword and walked backstage.
River Feather smiled kindly at Ye Chen and introduced himself. "I'm River Feather of the Jiang family, mid-Golden Core cultivation."
"Ye Chen, mid-Golden Soul Formation." Ye Chen smiled.
As soon as these words came out, River Feather's expression froze, and then he laughed dryly. "Brother Ye, you scared me. You really know how to joke."
Clearly, he thought that Ye Chen was unwilling to reveal his cultivation base. That was why he had exaggerated his cultivation base.
At this moment, a slightly aged voice came from backstage. "Where is the person selling the flying sword?"
Then, the green-robed old man led an old man in a red robe over, and they walked out swiftly and decisively.
The green-robed old man pointed at Ye Chen. "Reporting to Elder Hu, it's this young friend."
(End of this chapter)
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