klisemfg Chapter 1720
Chapter 1720
Chen Xuan turned and walked back to his guest room, leaving Lin Yuqiong standing there, his face suddenly darkening.
This attitude clearly left him no room for negotiation.
"Hehe..." Lin Yuqiong tilted her head back and drank the remaining wine in her cup. The wine tasted bitter as medicine as it went down her throat, and her eyes gradually became a little dazed. "Little sister, I'll take this opportunity to ask you how you feel. If you really have feelings for Chen Xuan, I'll do anything to help you find a husband, even if it means losing all my face."
After saying that, he paid for the drinks and climbed the wooden stairs to the second-floor guest room, his shadow stretching exceptionally long in the glow of the lanterns.
While the two men were preoccupied with their own thoughts, the six girls who went out shopping had a great time.
As a transit point within a nebula, Tian Shu City's prosperity far surpasses that of the small Xuanxiao Star's inner world. Even the street stalls where cultivators bartered goods displayed treasures that Yu'er and her five daughters had never seen before:
There were beast cores gleaming with starlight, exotic herbs flowing with spiritual liquid, and broken artifacts engraved with ancient runes, dazzling the group.
The cultivators who set up the stalls were all shrewd and experienced. Seeing a group of stunningly beautiful young women dressed in extraordinary clothes, and that they didn't even blink when they made their purchases, without haggling at all, they immediately had the idea of ripping off the customers.
"Stayer, this is just a fragmented immortal-grade manual on magic array techniques. The pages are yellowed and tattered. How can you charge such a high price?" Zi Mo picked up the old book from the stall, ran his fingertips along the worn spine, and muttered in dissatisfaction.
"That's right! Are you trying to rip us off because we're new here?" Yu'er was not one to mince words. Her eyebrows furrowed, her almond eyes widened, and she glared fiercely at the stall owner, her aura already radiating a subtle pressure.
Xin'er, Piaoxue, and the others simply stood quietly to the side, watching calmly without saying a word.
If two cultivators are both at the Nascent Soul and Void Reversal Realm, it is difficult for outsiders to discern the depth of their cultivation unless they actively release their aura.
However, the moment Yu'er revealed a hint of her powerful and domineering aura, the stall owner's expression changed. But he quickly regained his composure—there were restrictions within Tian Shu City, strictly prohibiting private fights and killings; these little girls were just trying to scare him.
"Hmph, this is a celestial-level array technique passed down from my ancestor. Though incomplete, it is still a treasure! If you want it, you'll have to offer 20 million catties of Origin Liquid!" The stall owner stuck his neck out and stubbornly insisted on the price.
"You—" Yu'er gritted her teeth in anger and raised her hand to teach him a lesson, but Piaoxue gently pulled her wrist.
Seeing this, Zi Mo decisively put down the tattered book, stood up, grabbed Yu'er's arm, and laughed, "It's just an incomplete method, not a complete immortal-level inheritance. If he wants to rip us off, we can just refuse it. There's no need to get angry."
Seeing this, Lin Yuyao, who had been quietly accompanying them, could no longer contain herself. She was already feeling complicated and was holding back her anger. Seeing her guest being harassed, she immediately stepped forward and slammed her jade-like foot heavily on the wooden board of the stall, causing fine cracks to appear where she stepped.
She glared at her with her beautiful eyes and hissed, "A broken immortal-grade technique, at most worth tens of thousands of catties of source liquid on the market, you dare to ask for twenty million? Are you courting death?"
"Hmph, what arrogance." The stall owner sneered, glancing at Lin Yuyao with a hint of barely perceptible provocation in his voice. "This book is mine, and I can sell it for whatever price I want. Don't think that just because you're the little princess of Qilin City, you can sell it for whatever price you want. Even if you were a direct disciple of the Purple Mansion Holy Land, you'd still have to pay this price!"
The words revealed Lin Yuyao's identity with a single, forceful statement. Yu'er and the other five women narrowed their eyes instantly. Xin'er and Piaoxue exchanged a glance and whispered, "This newcomer is not friendly."
"Sister Yao'er, I don't really need this book. Let's go look around somewhere else." Zi Mo was perceptive. Although she didn't understand why Qilin City, as the overlord of this area, would be provoked by an unknown cultivator, her intuition told her that there must be more to this than met the eye. It would be best to leave as soon as possible.
Having lost face for Qilin City in front of their distinguished guests, how could Lin Yuyao let it go? She stared intently at the man setting up the stall and said coldly, "Qifeng, Yaochen, Guangxing, Cuiyang... still not giving up?"