Chapter 779 - 779: Vision
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Vision
It was early in the morning.
He Chuan woke up and saw Ren Xiaomeng sleeping soundly on the bed, so he went downstairs.
“Big Brother!” Yao Qiankun, who had obviously been waiting for him, ran over to the hall.
“Did you rest well last night? The Lingyun Pavilion just sent over an eight-rank demonic beast today. I specially asked them to make breakfast and send it to Big Brother!” Yao Qiankun immediately waved his hand behind him.
More delicacies than last night were served and placed on the dining table.
All kinds of dishes were dazzling and rich.
“The delicacies cooked by fresh eighth-rank demon beasts guaranteed they would be full of vigor and energy all day!”
“You’re treating me like a pig!” He Chuan was a little speechless.
He only saw that Yao Qiankun’s alchemy talent was not bad, but it did not mean that he valued him.
If he didn’t pass the assessment, or if he dared to slack off or not work hard in the future, he would still be chased away.
“I respect Big Brother from the bottom of my heart. All I want in this life is to learn alchemy from Big Brother. I have no other thoughts!” Yao Qiankun’s expression changed slightly as he hurriedly promised.
He Chuan said no more.
After Wei Jianning finished washing up, she sat down with He Chuan and raised her chopsticks to eat.
“Why didn’t you call me when you were eating?” Ren Xiaomeng grumbled in a huff as she stood at the stairwell with sleepy eyes.
However, when her gaze swept across the delicacies in front of her, her eyes widened.
Ren Xiaomeng didn’t say a word. She opened her mouth and started stuffing herself with food. All the delicacies on the table were swept clean by her.
Yao Qiankun was dumbfounded and shocked beyond words.
Little girl, could it be that you’re a hungry ghost being reborn?
Ren Xiaomeng burped, her big eyes almost squinting into crescents.
“Let’s go to the Eight Treasures Pavilion first.” Seeing Wei Jianning nod, He Chuan stood up and said to Yao Qiankun.
Yao Qiankun hurriedly nodded and brought the three of them out of the Tianjing Pavilion, heading straight for the Eight Treasures Pavilion.
As the largest shop in the Yanyang Empire, the Eight Treasures Pavilion was located in the most prosperous area of the city.
Most of the Pill Master from the Yanyang Empire were gathered there.
It was also stocked with terrifying medicinal herbs, weapons, martial arts techniques, medicinal pills, and other commodities.
Even in the Imperial Capital, where every inch of land was worth an inch of gold, all the shops on the entire street were still under his jurisdiction.
At the end of the street, there was a magnificent seven-story pavilion that was a hundred meters tall and stood in the clouds.
The main pavilion of the Yanyang Empire’s Eight Treasures Pavilion!
The Eight Treasures Pavilion was mainly because of the products it sold and traded.
They were divided into eight categories: weapons, medicinal herbs, cultivation techniques, medicinal pills, martial arts techniques, maps, formations, and miscellaneous items.
Looking at the bustling streets, Yao Qiankun introduced them enthusiastically.
Because there were so many types of goods, the Eight Treasures Pavilion bought a street to sell them in different categories in order to make it easier to manage.
The person who set up the stall was not from the Eight Treasures Pavilion.
As the largest shop in the Yanyang Empire, it was the trading center of the entire empire.
Therefore, many warriors who were ready to sell treasures liked to gather here.
In order to prevent chaos, the Eight Treasures Pavilion would collect fees from these martial artists before allowing them to set up stalls.
Don’t look down on these stalls. There were often good things inside, and even treasures of heaven and earth appeared!
Some martial artists liked to go out to experience and explore, so it was inevitable that they would find good things.
It was difficult to tell with the naked eye.
This caused martial artists to sell heavenly treasures at low prices.
And the buyer could earn a lot of money by buying the heavenly materials and earthly treasures at a meager price. It could be said to be a huge profit!
Actually, it was similar to gambling.
Not only did it test the buyer’s foresight, but it also tested the buyer’s experience.
Hence, street stalls would often attract the descendants of large families to spend a lot of money here to show off.
However, how could a pampered playboy have the foresight to distinguish between fine products?
Therefore, they often bought some junk and bragged about it.
When he returned to the clan, he would inevitably be beaten up by the elders and become a joke.
There were many disciples in the four great clans.
Yao Qiankun changed the topic and began to talk about the embarrassing stories of those rich kids who failed to find treasures. He wanted to liven up the atmosphere.
Unfortunately, He Chuan was obviously not interested in this. His gaze swept across the stalls on both sides, and he walked towards the right front.
“The weapons found in the ancient mystic realm are rare in the world. This is the best of the best!”
The stall owner, who was trying his best to shout, saw He Chuan approaching. He immediately raised his short rusty sword and handed it over, introducing it attentively.
“Don’t look at the rust on this short sword. It’s a treasure that I personally brought out from a historical site. It’s at least a Spirit artifact.”
“How much?” He Chuan asked the price directly. historical
“I’ll give Young Master a 50% discount. How about 10,000 taels of silver?” Hearing the customer ask for a price, the stall owner subconsciously extended two fingers. As if he thought of something, he retracted one finger.
“The broken sword is a complete scam! In my opinion, it’s worth at most ten taels!” Yao Qiankun’s expression immediately sank as he cried out sternly.
“I brought this short sword out from the ancient ruins. A hundred taels is not even enough for the travel expenses.” Seeing that it was Yao Qiankun, the stall owner immediately panicked and said with an aggrieved expression.
“As for this short sword, it’s worthless. A swindler like you, believe it or not, I’ll make sure you never come here to set up a stall again!” Yao Qiankun shouted.
“I’ll buy it!” He Chuan suddenly interrupted the stall owner and threw over a silver tael.
What?
Yao Qiankun was at a loss.
“Third Brother, this dagger looks rather worn out. Isn’t it a bit too wasteful to spend ten thousand taels to buy it?” Wei Jianning, who was behind him, tugged at He Chuan’s sleeve and whispered.
“Although you can find treasures in the stalls, it’s still not too late to return this broken sword!” Yao Qiankun hurriedly tried to persuade him.
“It’s not a waste to buy a high-grade Spirit Weapon!” He Chuan took the rusted sword and immediately swung it.
A high-grade Spirit Weapon?
Yao Qiankun and Wei Jianning were shocked.
A high-grade Spirit Weapon was worth millions of gold.
However, this rusty short sword didn’t look like a spirit weapon at all.
“High-grade Spirit Weapon? The forest was vast, there were all kinds of stupid birds!” A loud mocking voice resounded at this moment, causing many passersby to stop and watch.
Yao Qiankun’s face was filled with anger. He Chuan was a distinguished guest he had invited, and Eight Treasures Street was his Yao family’s property. Who was so bold as to dare to spout nonsense here?
She turned around and was about to get angry when she saw the person frowning.
Why did these guys come over at this time?
“Zhao Zheng, Wang Jiang, Xu Lang, what brings the three of you here?” After cursing in his heart, a warm smile appeared on Yao Qiankun’s face as he cupped his hands and said.
Among the three young men in the lead, one of them was wearing a long embroidered robe. He was gently waving his fan as he looked at Yao Qiankun with a smile.
“No wonder you haven’t had time to entertain us recently. It turns out that you’re busy bringing others!” However, his gaze swept towards He Chuan, and he snorted coldly.
“That’s not right. Who in the Imperial Capital doesn’t know Young Master Zhao? Even if I don’t entertain you, I have to entertain you!” Yao Qiankun welcomed him warmly.
“Seeing that you are familiar with the Fifth Young Master, let me remind you that this short sword is just a rusty scrap metal.” Zhao Zheng was unmoved. He came in front of He Chuan and glanced at the short sword with a smile on his face..