“Three thousand five hundred.” Yi Zhongyu had been one of the top ten outstanding outer sect disciples for many years, and he also possessed a considerable number of Yun Qi Pills.
Although this low-grade treasure sword was no longer worth this price, Yi Zhongyu didn’t care about the cost anymore, just to prove a point.
The surrounding outer sect disciples watched the scene in shock; some had never seen anything like this before.
This was a competition between two of the top ten outstanding outer sect disciples; even wanting to witness such a sight wasn’t easy.
Lin Fan stood aside, feeling quite pleased. The more intense the bidding war between the two became, the more benefits he would reap.
“Four thousand,” Meng Yangquan said calmly.
Yun Qi Pills were essential for newly initiated disciples’ cultivation, but for Meng Yangquan, whose actual cultivation level had already reached the sixth stage of the Divine Realm, they weren’t particularly valuable.
“Four thousand five hundred.”
…
“Yi junior brother, competing like this is pointless. Senior Brother offers ten thousand,” originally they had been gradually raising their bids, but Meng Yangquan felt that this was somewhat time-consuming, so he directly raised the price to ten thousand.
Standing aside, Lin Fan was so excited he almost wet himself.
Each pill gave one hundred experience points, so ten thousand pills meant one million experience points.
Oh my god, I’m making a fortune, truly making a fortune.
The surrounding outer sect disciples were shocked upon hearing the figure of ten thousand pills, looking at Lin Fan with envy.
This low-grade treasure sword actually sold for ten thousand pills. This… this…
Lin Fan looked at Meng Yangquan, his eyes sparkling with admiration. What a rich guy, a real rich guy. This man spending extravagantly for a girl was the most attractive.
At this moment, Yi Zhongyu’s face turned cold. He truly couldn’t come up with ten thousand Yun Qi Pills. It wasn’t that Yi Zhongyu was poor; he just hadn’t accumulated many of these pills.
Yi Zhongyu wasn’t foolish enough to bring out high-grade pills either, as even those were difficult for him to obtain.
“Senior Brother Meng, your generosity is admirable, spending so much for Senior Sister Chen Yu. Junior Brother truly admires you. Excuse me,” Yi Zhongyu, seeing that the remaining two weapons at Lin Fan’s stall weren’t swords, lost much of his interest.
“Junior Brother Yi, please wait a moment,” Meng Yangquan said.
Yi Zhongyu, who was preparing to leave, slightly changed expression. Could it be that Meng was trying to humiliate him?
“Seeing that junior brother seems to urgently need a low-grade treasure sword, I happen to have one. If junior brother doesn’t mind, I’d like to give it to you,” Meng Yangquan said, taking out a sword.
Yi Zhongyu was slightly taken aback, then replied in a cold, indifferent tone, declining the offer. “No need. Senior Brother can keep it. Junior Brother takes his leave.”
Seeing Yi Zhongyu leave in anger, Meng Yangquan shook his head slightly, then reached into his waist pouch and pulled out a small bag. “Junior Brother Lin, this bag contains ten thousand Yun Qi Pills.”
Lin Fan took the bag, slightly surprised. This small, ragged bag could hold ten thousand Yun Qi Pills? That seemed like an exaggeration.
“Beep, detected a basic spatial pouch.”
“Used for storing items, forged from small Tian crystal stones.”
“Junior Brother Lin, I’ll give this pouch to you as well,” Meng Yangquan said.
At this moment, Lin Fan was delighted. He finally realized that Senior Brother Meng was just too kind-hearted.
“Thank you, Senior Brother Meng.” Lin Fan naturally didn’t need this basic spatial pouch, as he already had a backpack far superior to it. However, since it was a gift from his senior brother, it would be impolite to refuse. He could always sell it later for pills when he had the chance.
“Senior Brother, this is the Heaven-Sundering, Sun-Extinguishing Sword.” Lin Fan then handed the low-grade treasure sword to Senior Brother Meng.
Meng grasped it and praised, “Not bad, the craftsmanship is exquisite, much better than ordinary low-grade weapons. However, this name is somewhat… In my opinion, this sword has flowing spiritual light, with a water-like luster on its surface. It would be more appropriate to name it Ling Dong Sword. What do you think, junior sister?”
“Whatever Senior Brother decides,” Mu Chenyu said, her face slightly blushing with a hint of joy.
Lin Fan looked at the two of them and thought, “A beautiful sword paired with a beautiful woman is a perfect match.”
At this moment, Meng Yangquan smiled upon hearing this. Meanwhile, Ni Mingyang looked at Meng with surprise, as it was rare for his senior brother to smile this much in front of others.
“Junior brother, I must remind you, setting up a stall here is forbidden. If the sect’s patrol team sees us, it could cause some trouble,” Meng Yangquan said.
“Three thousand five hundred.” Yi Zhongyu, having been one of the top ten outstanding outer disciples for many years, possessed a considerable number of Qi Condensation Pills.
Although this low-grade sword was no longer worth that price, Yi Zhongyu didn’t care much, just to make a point.
The surrounding outer disciples were all stunned by the scene before them, some witnessing such a spectacle for the first time.
This was a competition among the top ten outstanding outer disciples, not something easily seen.
Lin Fan stood by, feeling quite pleased. The more fiercely the two bid, the greater the benefits for him.
“Four thousand,” Meng Yangquan said calmly.
Qi Condensation Pills were essential for newly entered outer disciples, but for Meng Yangquan, who had reached the sixth level of Divine Realm, they were nothing.
“Four thousand five.”
…
“Junior Brother Yi, this back-and-forth is pointless. I’ll bid ten thousand,” Meng Yangquan said, feeling that the slow bidding was a waste of time and directly raised the price to ten thousand.
Lin Fan, standing nearby, was almost overwhelmed with excitement.
One pill equals one hundred experience points, so ten thousand pills would be a million experience points.
Holy cow, this is a huge windfall, a real jackpot.
The surrounding outer disciples were all shocked and envious, staring at Lin Fan.
This low-grade sword actually sold for ten thousand pills. This… this is unbelievable.
Lin Fan looked at Meng Yangquan with admiration. A true tycoon, spending a fortune for a girl. When is a man most charming? Not when he’s working, but when he spends money for a woman—that’s when he’s most attractive in the eyes of all women.
Yi Zhongyu’s face turned cold. He truly couldn’t afford ten thousand Qi Condensation Pills. It wasn’t that he was poor, but he hadn’t accumulated much of this particular pill.
And Yi Zhongyu wasn’t foolish enough to use high-grade pills, which were hard to come by even for him.
“Senior Brother Meng, your generosity is admirable, spending a fortune for Junior Sister Chenyu. I take my leave,” Yi Zhongyu said, noticing that the remaining two weapons on Lin Fan’s stall weren’t swords and thus lost interest.
“Junior Brother Yi, please wait,” Meng Yangquan called out.
Yi Zhongyu, about to leave, slightly changed his expression, wondering if Meng Yangquan intended to humiliate him.
“Seeing that Junior Brother seems in urgent need of a low-grade sword, I happen to have one here. If you don’t mind, I’ll give it to you,” Meng Yangquan said, taking out a sword.
Yi Zhongyu was momentarily stunned, then replied coldly, “No need. Senior Brother should keep it for himself. I take my leave.”
Meng Yangquan shook his head slightly as he watched Yi Zhongyu leave in anger, then took out a small pouch from his waist. “Junior Brother Lin, this pouch contains ten thousand Qi Condensation Pills.”
Lin Fan took the pouch, slightly stunned. Could this small pouch really hold ten thousand pills? Was he bluffing?
“Ding, Primary Spatial Pouch detected.”
“Used for storing items, forged from small Heavenly Crystal Stones.”
“Junior Brother Lin, I’ll give you this pouch as well,” Meng Yangquan said.
Lin Fan was delighted. He realized that Senior Brother Meng was a genuinely kind person.
“Thank you, Senior Brother Meng,” Lin Fan said. He didn’t really need the Primary Spatial Pouch since he had his own backpack, which was much better. But since it was a gift from his senior brother, he didn’t want to refuse. He could always sell it later for more pills.
“Senior Brother, this is the Heaven-Slaying Sword,” Lin Fan said, handing the low-grade sword to Meng Yangquan.
Meng Yangquan held it and praised, “Excellent craftsmanship, much better than ordinary low-grade weapons. But the name is a bit… In my opinion, with its flowing spiritual light, it should be called the Spirit Sword. What do you think, Junior Sister?”
“Whatever Senior Brother decides,” Mu Chenyu said, blushing slightly and nodding with a hint of joy.
Lin Fan watched them and thought, “A sword and a beauty, a perfect match.”
Meng Yangquan smiled, while Ni Mingyang looked at him in surprise. Senior Brother had smiled more today in front of others than usual, which was quite rare.
“Junior Brother, I must remind you that setting up stalls here is prohibited. If the sect patrol sees you, it could be troublesome,” Meng Yangquan said.
Lin Fan was momentarily stunned. Could there really be something like city management in this world?
“Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother. I’ll keep it in mind,” Lin Fan said, cupping his hands in gratitude.
Meng Yangquan nodded, then turned to Ni Mingyang. “Mingyang, stay here and help Junior Brother sell the weapons. If the patrol comes, you can assist.”
“Yes, Senior Brother,” Ni Mingyang nodded.
“Junior Sister, let’s go,” Meng Yangquan said.
“Alright, Senior Brother.”
…
“Hmph, a temptress,” Ni Mingyang muttered angrily after Meng Yangquan left.
Lin Fan was taken aback. Could Ni Mingyang really have a thing for Senior Brother Meng?
“Senior Brother, was that senior sister Senior Brother Meng’s partner?” Lin Fan asked.
“Hmph, just a temptress. Let’s not talk about her. Junior Brother, hurry up and sell the remaining two weapons. If the patrol sees us, it could be troublesome,” Ni Mingyang said.
“Alright…” Although Lin Fan loved gossip, he knew it was time to focus on business.
With ten thousand Qi Condensation Pills in hand, a little more effort would surely bring more.
The two remaining low-grade weapons were the “Sun-Chasing Wolf Fang Club” and the “Sky-Splitting Axe,” both with equally domineering names.
The selling price naturally couldn’t match the ten thousand pills from Senior Brother Meng, but since it was the first business, the goods were in high demand, and there were many wealthy senior brothers among the outer disciples.
The two weapons sold for a total of seven thousand Qi Condensation Pills.
The other disciples who didn’t have enough pills were heartbroken, watching these cool low-grade weapons slip away.
As for whether there would be more next time, naturally, there wouldn’t be. Low-grade weapons weren’t like cabbages; they weren’t easy to come by.
Just as Lin Fan was about to pack up and leave, a familiar voice reached his ears.
“Senior Brother, that’s my sword…” The voice was pitiful, almost sobbing.
Lin Fan looked over and felt a bit soft-hearted. “Junior Brother, you’re still here.”
“Senior Brother, that’s my sword. I just received it yesterday,” the newly entered junior brother said tearfully.
“Alright, alright, a man shouldn’t cry. Meet me here at the same time tomorrow, and I’ll compensate you with a low-grade sword. How about that? Happy now?” Lin Fan said.
“Senior Brother, you can scold me, hit me, but you can’t insult my intelligence…”
Lin Fan rolled his eyes. “I’m not insulting your intelligence. Senior Brother Ni is here to vouch for me. Would I lie to you?” Lin Fan said.
In the end, thanks to Ni Mingyang’s presence, the junior brother left, half-believing, half-doubting.
This left Lin Fan somewhat helpless.
Lin Fan still had one good item left—a mid-grade weapon forged from Yin Mochen’s broken sword.
But this time, Lin Fan didn’t bring it out. Among these outer disciples, how many could afford it? It was better to wait until he entered the inner sect and met some real tycoons.
On the way, Ni Mingyang kept asking questions.
“Junior Brother, where did you get these weapons?”
“I forged them.”
“Really?”
“Absolutely true, no lie.”
“Junior Brother, since we’re so close, could you make one for me too?”
“Sure, bring your own materials and steal a peach for me.”
“No problem, what materials?”
“Refined iron…”
…
“Eh, Senior Brother, where are you?” When Lin Fan turned around, he found that Ni Mingyang had suddenly disappeared.
“Junior Brother, wait for me. I’m going to get some refined iron now,” Ni Mingyang’s slightly excited voice came from afar.
“Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother. Junior Brother will keep that in mind,” Lin Fan said, bowing in gratitude.
Meng Yangquan nodded, then turned to Ni Mingyang. “Mingyang, you stay here and help this junior brother sell his weapons. If the patrol team comes, you can assist him.”
“Yes, Senior Brother,” Ni Mingyang nodded.
“Junior sister, let’s go,” Meng Yangquan said.
“Okay, Senior Brother.”
…
“Three thousand five hundred,” said Yi Zhongyu, who had been one of the top ten outstanding outer disciples for many years, and thus had accumulated a considerable number of Qi Gathering Pills.
Although this low-grade sword was no longer worth such a price, Yi Zhongyu didn’t care much, as he was determined to win the bid.
The surrounding outer disciples were utterly astonished by the scene before them, some witnessing such a spectacle for the first time.
This was a competition among the top ten outstanding outer disciples, something not easily seen even if one wished to.
Lin Fan stood by, feeling quite pleased. The more fiercely the two bid, the greater the benefits for him.
“Four thousand,” Meng Yangquan said calmly.
Qi Gathering Pills were essential for newly enrolled outer disciples, but for Meng Yangquan, who had already reached the sixth level of the Divine Realm, they were nothing significant.
“Four thousand five.”
…
“Junior Brother Yi, there’s no point in us dragging this out. I’ll bid ten thousand,” Meng Yangquan said, feeling that the slow bidding was a waste of time, so he directly raised the price to ten thousand.
Lin Fan, standing nearby, was nearly overwhelmed with excitement.
One pill was worth a hundred experience points, so ten thousand pills would be a million experience points.
Holy cow, this was a huge windfall, a truly massive one.
The surrounding outer disciples were all shocked upon hearing the bid of ten thousand, looking at Lin Fan with envy.
This low-grade sword had actually sold for ten thousand pills. This… this was unbelievable.
Lin Fan looked at Meng Yangquan, his eyes sparkling with admiration. A true tycoon, spending a fortune for a girl. When is a man most charming? Not when he’s working, but when he’s spending money on a woman—that’s when he’s most attractive in the eyes of all women.
Yi Zhongyu’s face turned cold. He truly couldn’t afford ten thousand Qi Gathering Pills. It wasn’t that he was poor, but he simply hadn’t accumulated that many of these pills.
And Yi Zhongyu wasn’t foolish enough to use high-grade pills, which were hard to come by even for him.
“Senior Brother Meng, your generosity is admirable, spending a fortune for Junior Sister Chenyu. I, your junior brother, am impressed. Farewell,” Yi Zhongyu said, noticing that the remaining two weapons on Lin Fan’s stall weren’t swords, so he lost interest.
“Junior Brother Yi, please wait,” Meng Yangquan said.
Yi Zhongyu, who was about to leave, frowned slightly. Was Meng Yangquan trying to humiliate him?
“I noticed that Junior Brother seems to be in urgent need of a low-grade sword. I happen to have one here. If you don’t mind, I’d like to gift it to you,” Meng Yangquan said, taking out a sword.
Yi Zhongyu was momentarily stunned, then replied coldly, “No need. Senior Brother should keep it for himself. Farewell.”
Meng Yangquan watched as Yi Zhongyu left in anger, shaking his head slightly. Then he reached into a small pouch at his waist. “Junior Brother Lin, this pouch contains ten thousand Qi Gathering Pills.”
Lin Fan took the pouch, slightly puzzled. Could such a small pouch really hold ten thousand pills? Was he bluffing?
“Ding, a primary spatial pouch detected.”
“Used for storing items, forged from small celestial crystals.”
“Junior Brother Lin, I’ll give you this pouch as well,” Meng Yangquan said.
Lin Fan was delighted. He could see now that Senior Brother Meng was a genuinely kind person.
“Thank you, Senior Brother Meng,” Lin Fan said. He didn’t really need the primary spatial pouch, as he already had a backpack that was far superior. But since it was a gift from his senior brother, he didn’t want to reject it outright. He could always sell it later for more pills.
“Senior Brother, this is the Heaven-Slaying Sword,” Lin Fan said, handing over the low-grade sword.
Meng Yangquan grasped it and praised, “Excellent craftsmanship, far better than the average low-grade weapon. Though the name is a bit… In my opinion, with its flowing spiritual light, it would be more fitting to call it the Spirit Flow Sword. What do you think, Junior Sister?”
“Whatever Senior Brother thinks is best,” Mu Chenyu said, her face slightly flushed with joy.
Lin Fan looked at the two of them and thought, “A sword and a beauty—a perfect match.”
Meng Yangquan smiled at this, while Ni Mingyang looked at his senior brother in surprise. Today, Senior Brother Meng had smiled more in front of others than he usually did, which was quite rare.
“Junior Brother, I must remind you that setting up stalls here is prohibited. If the sect patrol sees you, it could be troublesome,” Meng Yangquan said.
Lin Fan was taken aback. Did this world even have something like city management officers?
“Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother. I’ll keep it in mind,” Lin Fan said, cupping his hands in gratitude.
Meng Yangquan nodded, then turned to Ni Mingyang. “Mingyang, stay here and help Junior Brother sell the weapons. If the patrol comes, lend him a hand.”
“Yes, Senior Brother,” Ni Mingyang replied.
“Junior Sister, let’s go,” Meng Yangquan said.
“Alright, Senior Brother.”
…
“Hmph, that enchantress,” Ni Mingyang muttered angrily after Meng Yangquan left.
Lin Fan was startled. Could it be that Ni Mingyang had some kind of relationship with Senior Brother Meng?
“Senior Brother, was that senior sister Senior Brother Meng’s partner?” Lin Fan asked.
“Hmph, just an enchantress. Let’s not talk about her. Junior Brother, hurry up and sell the remaining two weapons. If the patrol sees us, it could be troublesome,” Ni Mingyang said.
“Alright…” Although Lin Fan enjoyed gossip, he knew that business came first.
With ten thousand Qi Gathering Pills in hand, a little more effort would secure his success.
The remaining two low-grade weapons were the “Sun-Chasing Wolf Fang Club” and the “Sky-Splitting Axe,” both with equally grandiose names.
The selling price naturally couldn’t match the ten thousand pills offered by Senior Brother Meng, but since it was his first business venture, the goods were in high demand, and there were plenty of wealthy senior brothers among the outer disciples.
The two weapons sold for a total of seven thousand Qi Gathering Pills.
The other disciples who couldn’t afford so many pills were heartbroken, as these stylish low-grade weapons were now all gone.
As for whether there would be more in the future, that was out of the question. Low-grade weapons weren’t like cabbages; they weren’t easy to come by.
Just as Lin Fan was about to pack up and leave, a familiar voice reached his ears.
“Senior Brother, that’s my sword…” The voice was pitiful, almost tearful.
Lin Fan felt a pang of sympathy. “Junior Brother, you’re still here?”
“Senior Brother, that’s my sword. I just received it yesterday,” the newly enrolled junior brother said, his eyes brimming with tears.
“Alright, alright, big boys don’t cry. Meet me here at the same time tomorrow, and I’ll compensate you with a low-grade sword. How about that? Happy now?” Lin Fan said.
“Senior Brother, you can scold me, hit me, but you can’t insult my intelligence…”
Lin Fan rolled his eyes. “I’m not insulting your intelligence. Senior Brother Ni is here as a witness. Do you think I’d lie to you?” Lin Fan said.
In the end, thanks to Ni Mingyang’s presence, the junior brother left, though still half-doubting.
This left Lin Fan feeling somewhat helpless.
Lin Fan still had one more valuable item in his possession—a mid-grade weapon forged from Yin Mochen’s broken sword.
But this time, he didn’t bring it out, as few outer disciples could afford it. He would wait until he entered the inner sect and encountered those tycoons.
On the way, Ni Mingyang kept pressing him with questions.
“Junior Brother, where did you get these weapons?”
“I forged them.”
“Really?”
“Absolutely true. Why would I lie?”
“Junior Brother, since we’re so close, could you make one for me too?”
“Sure, just bring me the materials, and maybe steal a peach for me.”
“No problem. What materials?”
“Refined iron…”
…
“Hey, Senior Brother, where are you?” When Lin Fan turned around, he found that Ni Mingyang had suddenly disappeared.
“Junior Brother, wait for me. I’ll go get the refined iron now,” Ni Mingyang’s slightly excited voice came from the distance.
Upon hearing this, Lin Fan immediately sensed something was off. Could it be that Ni Mingyang actually had a relationship with Senior Brother Meng?
“Senior Brother, was that Senior Sister just now Senior Brother Meng’s partner?” Lin Fan asked curiously.
“Three thousand five hundred,” said Yi Zhongyu, who had been one of the top ten outstanding outer disciples for many years, and thus possessed a considerable number of Qi Condensation Pills.
Although the low-grade sword was no longer worth this price, Yi Zhongyu didn’t care much about it, as he was determined to win this bid.
The surrounding outer disciples were all stunned by the scene before them. Some were witnessing such a spectacle for the first time.
This was a competition among the top ten outstanding outer disciples, something not easily seen even if one wished to.
Lin Fan, standing to the side, was in high spirits. The more fiercely the two bid, the greater the benefits for him.
“Four thousand,” Meng Yangquan said calmly.
Qi Condensation Pills were essential for newly joined outer disciples, but for Meng Yangquan, who had reached the sixth level of the Divine Realm, they were nothing significant.
“Four thousand five.”
…
“Junior Brother Yi, there’s no point in us competing like this. I’ll bid ten thousand,” Meng Yangquan said, feeling that the slow bidding was a waste of time and directly raised the price to ten thousand.
Lin Fan, standing nearby, was almost overwhelmed with excitement.
One pill was equivalent to a hundred experience points, so ten thousand pills would mean a million experience points.
Holy cow, this is a huge windfall, a real jackpot.
The surrounding outer disciples were all shocked upon hearing the bid of ten thousand, looking at Lin Fan with envy.
This low-grade sword actually sold for ten thousand pills? This… this is unbelievable.
Lin Fan looked at Meng Yangquan, his eyes sparkling with admiration. A true tycoon, spending a fortune for a girl. When is a man most charming? Not when he’s working, but when he’s spending money for a woman—that’s when he’s most attractive in the eyes of all women.
Yi Zhongyu’s face turned cold. He truly couldn’t afford ten thousand Qi Condensation Pills. It wasn’t that Yi Zhongyu was poor, but he simply hadn’t accumulated that many of these pills.
And Yi Zhongyu wasn’t foolish enough to use high-grade pills, which were hard to come by even for him.
“Senior Brother Meng, your generosity is admirable, spending a fortune for Junior Sister Chenyu. I, your junior brother, am impressed. Farewell,” Yi Zhongyu said, noticing that the remaining two weapons on Lin Fan’s stall weren’t swords, and thus lost interest.
“Junior Brother Yi, please wait,” Meng Yangquan said.
Yi Zhongyu, who was about to leave, slightly changed his expression. Was Meng Yangquan trying to humiliate him?
“I noticed that Junior Brother seems to be in urgent need of a low-grade sword. I happen to have one here. If you don’t mind, I’ll give it to you,” Meng Yangquan said, taking out a sword.
Yi Zhongyu was momentarily stunned, then replied in a cold and unappreciative tone, “No need. Senior Brother, you should keep it for yourself. Farewell.”
Seeing Yi Zhongyu leave in anger, Meng Yangquan shook his head slightly, then took out a small pouch from his waist. “Junior Brother Lin, this pouch contains ten thousand Qi Condensation Pills.”
Lin Fan took the pouch, slightly puzzled. Could such a small pouch really hold ten thousand pills? Was he bluffing?
“Ding, a primary spatial pouch detected.”
“Used for storing items, forged from small celestial crystals.”
“Junior Brother Lin, I’ll give you this pouch as well,” Meng Yangquan said.
Lin Fan was delighted. He could see that Senior Brother Meng was a genuinely kind person.
“Thank you, Senior Brother Meng,” Lin Fan said. He didn’t really need the primary spatial pouch, as he already had a backpack that was far superior. But since it was a gift from his senior brother, he didn’t want to refuse it outright. He could always sell it later for more pills.
“Senior Brother, this is the Heaven-Slaying Sword,” Lin Fan said, handing the low-grade sword to Meng Yangquan.
Meng Yangquan held it and praised, “Excellent craftsmanship, far better than the average low-grade weapon. However, the name is a bit… In my opinion, since the sword’s aura flows like water, it would be more fitting to call it the Flowing Sword. What do you think, Junior Sister?”
“Everything is up to you, Senior Brother,” Mu Chenyu said, her face slightly red with a hint of joy.
Lin Fan looked at the two of them and thought, “A fine sword paired with a beauty—what a perfect match.”
Meng Yangquan smiled at this, while Ni Mingyang looked at his senior brother in surprise. Today, Senior Brother Meng had smiled more in front of others than he usually did, which was quite rare.
“Junior Brother, I must remind you that setting up a stall here is prohibited. If the sect’s patrol team sees you, it could be troublesome,” Meng Yangquan said.
Lin Fan was momentarily stunned. Could it be that this world had something like city management officers?
“Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother. I’ll keep it in mind,” Lin Fan said, clasping his hands in gratitude.
Meng Yangquan nodded, then turned to Ni Mingyang and said, “Mingyang, stay here and help Junior Brother sell the weapons. If the patrol team comes, you can assist him.”
“Yes, Senior Brother,” Ni Mingyang nodded.
“Junior Sister, let’s go,” Meng Yangquan said.
“Alright, Senior Brother.”
…
“Hmph, a temptress,” Ni Mingyang muttered angrily after Meng Yangquan left.
Lin Fan was taken aback. Could it be that Ni Mingyang had some kind of relationship with Senior Brother Meng?
“Senior Brother, was that Junior Sister Meng’s partner?” Lin Fan asked.
“Hmph, just a temptress. Anyway, let’s not talk about her. Junior Brother, quickly sell the remaining two weapons. If the patrol team sees us, it could be troublesome,” Ni Mingyang said.
“Alright…” Although Lin Fan enjoyed gossip, he knew that business came first.
With ten thousand Qi Condensation Pills in hand, and with a bit more effort, he was set.
The two remaining low-grade weapons were the “Chasing Sun Wolf Fang Club” and the “Sky-Splitting Axe,” both with equally domineering names.
The selling price naturally couldn’t match the ten thousand pills offered by Senior Brother Meng, but since it was his first business venture and the goods were in high demand, and there were many wealthy senior brothers among the outer disciples, the two weapons sold for a total of seven thousand Qi Condensation Pills.
The other junior brothers who didn’t have enough pills were heartbroken. Such stylish low-grade weapons were all gone.
As for whether there would be more in the future, that was out of the question. Low-grade weapons weren’t like cabbages; they weren’t easy to come by.
Just as Lin Fan was about to pack up and leave, a familiar voice reached his ears.
“Senior Brother, that’s my sword…” The voice was pitiful, almost sobbing.
Lin Fan felt a pang of sympathy. “Junior Brother, you’re still here?”
“Senior Brother, that’s my sword. I just received it yesterday,” the newly joined junior brother said tearfully.
“Alright, alright, big boys don’t cry. Meet me here at the same time tomorrow, and I’ll compensate you with a low-grade sword. How about that? Happy now?” Lin Fan said.
“Senior Brother, you can scold me, hit me, but you can’t insult my intelligence…”
Lin Fan rolled his eyes. “I’m not insulting your intelligence. Senior Brother Ni is here to vouch for me. How could I lie to you?” Lin Fan said.
In the end, thanks to Ni Mingyang’s presence, the newly joined junior brother left, half-convinced and half-doubting.
This left Lin Fan feeling somewhat helpless.
Lin Fan still had one more good item in his possession—a mid-grade weapon forged from the broken sword of Yin Mochen.
But this time, Lin Fan didn’t bring it out, as few outer disciples could afford it. He would wait until he entered the inner sect and encountered those tycoons.
On the way, Ni Mingyang kept asking questions.
“Junior Brother, where did you get these weapons?”
“I forged them.”
“Really?”
“Absolutely, no doubt about it.”
“Junior Brother, since we’re so close, could you make one for me too?”
“Sure, just prepare the materials and steal a peach for me.”
“No problem, what materials?”
“Refined iron…”
…
“Hey, Senior Brother, where are you?” When Lin Fan turned around, he found that Ni Mingyang had suddenly disappeared.
“Junior Brother, wait for me. I’m going to get the refined iron now,” Ni Mingyang’s slightly excited voice came from afar.
“Okay…” Although Lin Fan loved gossip, he decided to focus on business for now.
With ten thousand Yun Qi Pills in hand, he could definitely make steady progress.
“Three thousand five hundred.” Yi Zhongyu, having been one of the top ten outstanding outer disciples for many years, possessed a considerable number of Qi Condensing Pills.
Although this low-grade sword was no longer worth this price, Yi Zhongyu didn’t care much about it, just to stand his ground.
The surrounding outer disciples were all stunned by the scene before them, some witnessing such a spectacle for the first time.
This was a contest among the top ten outstanding outer disciples, not something one could easily witness.
Lin Fan stood by, feeling quite pleased; the more fiercely the two bid, the greater the benefits for him.
“Four thousand,” Meng Yangquan said calmly.
Qi Condensing Pills were essential for newly entered outer disciples, but for Meng Yangquan, who had reached the sixth level of Divine Transformation, they were nothing significant.
“Four thousand five.”
…
“Junior Brother Yi, this back-and-forth is pointless. I’ll bid ten thousand,” Meng Yangquan said, feeling that the slow bidding was a waste of time and directly raised the price to ten thousand.
Lin Fan, standing nearby, was almost overwhelmed with excitement.
One pill equals one hundred experience points, ten thousand pills mean one million experience points.
Holy cow, this is a huge windfall, really a huge windfall.
The surrounding outer disciples, hearing the bid of ten thousand, were all shocked and looked at Lin Fan with envy.
This low-grade sword actually sold for ten thousand pills, this… this…
Lin Fan looked at Meng Yangquan, his eyes sparkling with admiration. A true tycoon, spending a fortune for a girl. When is a man most charming? It’s not when he’s working, but when he spends money on a girl, that’s when he’s most attractive.
Yi Zhongyu’s face turned cold; he truly couldn’t afford ten thousand Qi Condensing Pills. It wasn’t that Yi Zhongyu was poor, but he hadn’t accumulated much of this type of pill.
And Yi Zhongyu wasn’t foolish enough to bring out high-grade pills, even he found them hard to come by.
“Senior Brother Meng is indeed generous, spending a fortune for Junior Sister Chenyu. I admire that, farewell,” Yi Zhongyu said, seeing that the remaining two weapons on Lin Fan’s stall were not swords, he lost interest.
“Junior Brother Yi, please wait,” Meng Yangquan said.
Yi Zhongyu, about to leave, slightly changed his expression, wondering if Meng Yangquan intended to humiliate him.
“Seeing that Junior Brother seems in urgent need of a low-grade sword, I happen to have one here. If Junior Brother doesn’t mind, I’ll give it to you,” Meng Yangquan said, taking out a sword.
Yi Zhongyu was slightly stunned, then replied coldly, “No need, Senior Brother should keep it for himself. Farewell.”
Seeing Yi Zhongyu leave in anger, Meng Yangquan shook his head slightly, then took out a small bag from his waist, “Junior Brother Lin, this bag contains ten thousand Qi Condensing Pills.”
Lin Fan took the bag, slightly stunned. Could this small bag really hold ten thousand Qi Condensing Pills? Was he bluffing?
“Ding, discovered a primary spatial bag.”
“Used for storing items, forged from small celestial crystals.”
“Junior Brother Lin, I’ll give you this bag as well,” Meng Yangquan said.
Lin Fan was delighted at this moment; he realized that Senior Brother Meng was indeed a good-hearted person.
“Thank you, Senior Brother Meng,” Lin Fan naturally didn’t need this primary spatial bag because he had his own backpack, which was much better than this spatial bag. However, since it was a gesture from his senior brother, it wouldn’t be polite to refuse. He could always sell it later for more pills.
“Senior Brother, this is the Heaven-Slaying Sun-Extinguishing Sword,” Lin Fan then handed the low-grade sword to Senior Brother Meng.
Senior Brother Meng held it and praised, “Not bad, exquisite craftsmanship, much better than the average low-grade weapon. However, the name is a bit… In my opinion, since the sword’s aura flows like water, it would be more appropriate to call it the Flowing Sword. What do you think, Junior Sister?”
“Everything as Senior Brother says,” Mu Chenyu blushed slightly and nodded with joy.
Lin Fan looked at the two, “A fine sword matches a beauty perfectly.”
Meng Yangquan smiled at this, while Ni Mingyang looked at Senior Brother Meng in surprise. Today, Senior Brother Meng smiled more in front of outsiders than usual, which was quite rare.
“Junior Brother, I must remind you, setting up stalls here is prohibited. If the sect’s patrol team sees it, it could be troublesome,” Meng Yangquan said.
Lin Fan was momentarily stunned. Could there really be city management in this world?
“Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother. I’ll keep it in mind,” Lin Fan said, clasping his hands in gratitude.
Meng Yangquan nodded, then said to Ni Mingyang, “Mingyang, stay here and help Junior Brother sell the weapons. If the patrol team comes, you can assist.”
“Yes, Senior Brother,” Ni Mingyang nodded.
“Junior Sister, let’s go,” Meng Yangquan said.
“Okay, Senior Brother.”
…
“Hmph, a temptress,” Ni Mingyang cursed angrily after Senior Brother Meng left.
Lin Fan felt something was off. Could Ni Mingyang really have a thing for Senior Brother Meng?
“Senior Brother, was that Senior Sister just now Senior Brother Meng’s partner?” Lin Fan asked.
“Hmph, just a temptress. Enough about her. Junior Brother, quickly sell the remaining two weapons. If the patrol team sees it, it could be troublesome,” Ni Mingyang said.
“Alright…” Although Lin Fan liked gossip, now was the time for serious business.
With ten thousand Qi Condensing Pills in hand, with a bit more effort, it would be a sure thing.
The two low-grade weapons were named “Chasing Sun Wolf Fang Club” and “Sky-Splitting Axe,” their names still exuding a domineering and cool aura.
The selling price naturally couldn’t match the ten thousand Qi Condensing Pills offered by Senior Brother Meng, but since it was the first business, the goods were in high demand, and there were many wealthy senior brothers among the outer disciples.
The two weapons sold for a total of seven thousand Qi Condensing Pills.
Other brothers who didn’t have that many Qi Condensing Pills were also heartbroken; such cool low-grade weapons were all gone.
As for whether there would be more next time, naturally, there wouldn’t be. Low-grade weapons weren’t like cabbages; they weren’t easy to come by.
As Lin Fan was about to pack up and leave, a familiar voice reached his ears.
“Senior Brother, that’s my sword…” The voice was pitiful, with a hint of sobbing.
Lin Fan looked and felt a bit soft-hearted, “Junior Brother, you’re still here.”
“Senior Brother, that’s my sword, I just received it yesterday,” the newly entered junior brother said pitifully, with teary eyes.
“Alright, alright, a man shouldn’t cry. Wait for me here at the same time tomorrow, and I’ll compensate you with a low-grade sword. How about that, happy now?” Lin Fan said.
“Senior Brother, you can scold me, hit me, but you can’t insult my intelligence…”
Lin Fan rolled his eyes, “I’m not insulting your intelligence. Senior Brother Ni is here to vouch for me, how could I lie to you?” Lin Fan said.
Finally, because of Ni Mingyang’s presence, the newly entered junior brother left, half-believing and half-doubting.
This also made Lin Fan feel somewhat helpless.
Lin Fan still had a good item in hand, a mid-grade weapon forged from Yin Mochen’s broken sword.
But this time, Lin Fan didn’t bring it out because, among these outer disciples, how many could afford it? It would be better to wait until he entered the inner sect and met those tycoons.
On the way, Ni Mingyang kept asking.
“Junior Brother, where did you get these weapons?”
“I forged them.”
“Really?”
“Absolutely true, how could it be fake.”
“Junior Brother, since we’re on such good terms, could you make one for me too?”
“Sure, prepare the materials yourself and sneak me a peach.”
“No problem, what materials?”
“Refined iron…”
…
“Eh, Senior Brother, where are you?” When Lin Fan turned around, he found that Ni Mingyang had suddenly disappeared.
“Junior Brother, wait for me, I’m going to get the refined iron now,” Ni Mingyang’s slightly excited voice came from afar.
Of course, the selling price couldn’t match the ten thousand Yun Qi Pills offered by Senior Brother Meng. However, since it was his first time selling, the items were in high demand, and there were quite a few wealthy senior brothers in the outer sect.
The two weapons together sold for seven thousand Yun Qi Pills.
Other brothers who didn’t have enough Yun Qi Pills were heartbroken to miss out on these cool low-grade weapons.
As for whether there would be more next time, naturally there wouldn’t be. Low-grade weapons weren’t cabbages that could be easily obtained.
When Lin Fan was preparing to pack up and leave, a familiar voice reached his ears.
“Senior Brother, that’s my sword…” The voice sounded pitiful and slightly choked up.
Seeing this, Lin Fan also felt a bit soft-hearted. “Junior brother, you’re still here.”
“Senior Brother, that’s my sword. I just received it yesterday,” the newly initiated junior brother said pitifully, with tearful eyes.
“Alright, alright. A real man shouldn’t cry like this. Come back here tomorrow at the same time. Senior Brother will compensate you with another low-grade treasure sword. How about that? Cheer up?” Lin Fan said.
“Senior Brother, you can scold me or even hit me, but you can’t insult my intelligence…”
Lin Fan rolled his eyes. “I didn’t insult your intelligence. Senior Brother Ni is here to vouch for me. Would he deceive you?” Lin Fan said.
Eventually, with Ni Mingyang’s presence, the newly initiated junior brother reluctantly left, still somewhat doubtful.
This left Lin Fan feeling somewhat helpless.
Currently, Lin Fan still had one high-quality item left—a mid-grade weapon forged from the broken sword of Yin Mochen.
However, this time he didn’t bring it out, as among the outer sect disciples, how many could afford it? He would wait until he entered the inner sect before dealing with such wealthy individuals.
On the way, Ni Mingyang kept asking curiously.
“Junior brother, where did you get these weapons?”
“I forged them myself.”
“Really?”
“Absolutely true, can it be fake?”
“Junior brother, since we have such a good relationship, could you make one for Senior Brother too?”
“Sure, just prepare the materials and steal a peach for me.”
“No problem, what materials?”
“Iron ore…”
…
“Hey, Senior Brother, where did you go?” When Lin Fan turned his head, he suddenly noticed that Ni Mingyang had disappeared.
“Junior brother, wait for me. I’m going to get some iron ore right now,” came Ni Mingyang’s slightly excited voice from a distance.
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