bookbashuk Chapter 48 The Abnormality of Little 2
Chapter 48 The Abnormality of Little 2
"Fellow Daoist, you must be joking. One hundred spirit stones are enough to buy a high-grade magic weapon. Even if this thing is made of good materials, it is still only a mid-grade magic weapon."
Unlike before, Zhao Fan no longer knew that the boss's quoted price was just a false one and immediately started to bargain.
"What you say is absolutely right, fellow Daoist. However, although one hundred spirit stones can buy a high-grade magic weapon, it will be the worst high-grade magic weapon."
"And this Golden Marrow Thorn, just considering the Golden Marrow itself, is still an extremely expensive material. A high-grade magic weapon made of this material would cost at least 150 spirit stones."
"Moreover, although this Golden Marrow Thorn is only of medium grade, it is the embryo of a high-grade magic weapon forged by that master. If we can find a master to help forge it in the future, it can be upgraded to high grade."
"No matter how you calculate it, you definitely won't lose out, fellow Daoist, with one hundred spirit stones."
After the boss said all that, Zhao Fan was speechless. If what the boss said was true, then it was indeed worth the price.
"This... how could I possibly know any weapon-refining masters? Even if what you're saying is true, it's useless to me."
"Besides, all my spirit stones depend on selling these spirit materials. I need to buy other things later, and I also need to keep some spirit stones in reserve. One hundred spirit stones is too expensive. Please make it cheaper, otherwise I really can't afford it."
Zhao Fan was focused on bargaining and rambled on incoherently.
Surprisingly, what I said actually had some effect.
The boss pondered for a moment, then looked Zhao Fan up and down before finally fixing his gaze on Zhao Fan's face.
He looked at the ordinary mask on Zhao Fan's face and made up his mind.
"Well then, I think your mask is too ordinary. I have another mask made of mid-grade magic artifact here."
"Although they've only just entered the mid-grade level, they're still worth forty spirit stones. How about we sell both of these magic artifacts to you for one hundred and thirty spirit stones?"
After saying that, the boss took out a black mask from behind his back.
Zhao Fan looked at the mask and scanned it with his divine sense, but to his surprise, his divine sense was directly repelled.
This immediately piqued Zhao Fan's interest, and he immediately increased the transmission of his divine sense, but still could not penetrate the mask.
Seeing that Zhao Fan was interested in the mask, the boss knew he had guessed correctly and took the initiative to explain.
"This mask is made entirely of anti-consciousness iron, with two mysterious runes on it, one to resist divine consciousness and the other to change form."
"As long as you wear it, you can resist others' spiritual detection, and at the same time, you can change your appearance through the mask so that others cannot recognize you."
After this explanation, Zhao Fan really wanted it.
After hesitating for a moment, he spoke.
"I really don't have any more spirit stones. How about this, I have one Cleansing Spirit Pill here. With all the materials we had, how about we add this Cleansing Spirit Pill?"
Seeing that Zhao Fan was about to barter, the shopkeeper seemed to realize that he really had no more spirit stones.
Moreover, the total price was 125 spirit stones, which he could accept, so he nodded in agreement.
"Since you are so sincere in wanting to buy it, then so be it."
After saying that, the boss reached out and took the bottle of pills to his side. He glanced at it and confirmed that it was indeed a genuine Qingling Pill.
"Alright, these two magical artifacts are yours now, fellow Daoist. Please accept them safely."
Zhao Fan immediately put the two magical artifacts into his storage bag.
After thinking for a moment, he took out the mask and put it on his face.
After doing all that, Zhao Fan turned back to find Su Zixuan.
At this moment, Su Zixuan was standing in front of a stall, looking at the various strange props on the stall and picking and choosing.
Zhao Fan glanced at it and found nothing of value; the airflow was scattered, and there wasn't even anything comparable to the value of a single herb.
"My lady, you've been looking around for a while now, is there something you'd like to buy?"
The shopkeeper, seeing that Su Zixuan was picking and choosing without buying anything, grew impatient and asked her what was wrong.
"There's nothing good here, just this junk, and they're actually selling it."
Su Zixuan naturally sensed the impatience in the boss's tone and felt somewhat displeased, so she retorted directly.
The boss was displeased with these words and immediately retorted, his tone full of disdain.
"If you can afford it, then buy it. If you can't, then please move on and don't delay my business."
"No wonder no one will buy your trash."
Su Zixuan was somewhat exasperated and began to harshly belittle these things.
"Zixuan, what are you looking at? There's nothing worth buying."
Zhao Fan called out to Su Zixuan from a distance, reminding her not to buy these things indiscriminately.
Upon hearing Zhao Fan's words, Su Zixuan immediately changed her expression, looking at Zhao Fan with a pitiful expression.
"So what if I can't afford it? Can't I even look at it?"
Upon hearing this, the boss's lips twitched slightly, and then he looked at Zhao Fan, as if he understood something.
"Fellow Daoist, your taste in women is poor, and your taste in treasures isn't much better either. How do you know I don't have anything good here?"
Upon hearing this, before Zhao Fan could say anything, Su Zixuan's anger surged, and she stared intently at the boss, her eyes filled with a threatening look.
Zhao Fan didn't understand the meaning behind the boss's words for a moment, only thinking that the boss was trying to save face.
So Zhao Fan didn't argue with the boss anymore, and just nodded in agreement.
"Fellow Daoist is right. I am young and inexperienced, so how could I possibly recognize any treasures?"
After saying that, he took Su Zixuan and left.
Just as he turned around, he sensed movement inside the spirit beast pouch. For some reason, Xiao Er started struggling violently inside the pouch, as if determined to get out.
Left with no other choice, Zhao Fan opened the spirit beast pouch and released Xiao Er.
As soon as the waiter came out, he sniffed twice and finally fixed his gaze on the stall he had just been standing at.
At the same time, things were rapidly changing before Zhao Fan's eyes.
Suddenly, a thick gust of air emanated from Xiao Er's body and flew out rapidly, eventually hovering over a piece of black iron on the stall.
Looking at the piece of iron, Zhao Fan understood that this thing must be of some help to Xiao Er.
Xiao Er, however, had already set off. It ran straight to the stall and picked up the piece of iron with its mouth.
Seeing this, the boss was startled and immediately reprimanded him.
"Where did this beast come from? Put your things down right now!"
Hearing the boss's reprimand, Zhao Fan was displeased and immediately grabbed the waiter, saying something.
"Boss, your words are a bit too harsh. My pet is just a little naughty, why say such hurtful things?"
After saying that, Zhao Fan snatched the piece of iron from the waiter's mouth and spoke softly.
"It touched your things, fellow Daoist; I will pay with spirit stones."
"Tell me, how many spirit stones do you want for this, fellow cultivator?"