Chapter 1234: Chapter 1234: The Spokesperson for the Sucker
The vendor shouted loudly, attracting the attention of all the nearby stallholders.
Many custors also gathered around, wanting to see what treasure Long Fei had found.
When everyone saw the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, they all burst into laughter, shouting at the vendor, “Zhang Xiaosan, you’re swindling people here again.”
“You dare to sell this broken sword for five thousand Spirit Stones?”
“The Xuanyuan Divine Sword is said to be forged from Mount Shou Copper, yet your sword is clearly made of Mystic Iron. Shouldn’t your counterfeiting be a bit more professional?”
So stallholders even started advising Long Fei, pulling out their own swords and introducing them, “Custor, co take a look at my place. This sword is genuinely crafted by an Artifact Refining Master from Dragon-Tiger Mountain, a Divine Level artifact, a million tis better than this broken sword.”
“This one here is an authentic replica of the Qingsuo Sword from a Disciple of Mount Shu, custor, take a good look.”
So vendors drew their swords, making a ‘swish’ sound, casting a bright green light all around that made everyone squint their eyes.
No matter whose sword it was, they were truly better than this counterfeit Xuanyuan Sword.
This sword was truly inferior to the point of being a toy, daringly having the characters ‘Xuanyuan’ engraved boldly on its hilt.
Taking it out would probably be the death by laughter.
Long Fei, however, adopted an indifferent attitude, saluting the surrounding people with his fist, “Gentlen, it’s not about the quality of the sword, but about the fated person acquiring it. Today, I have taken a fancy to this Xuanyuan Divine Sword, and I kindly ask everyone not to compete with for it—I’m taking this sword.”
He stretched out his hand, asking the vendor to throw the sword over to him.
The crowd roared with laughter, feeling that sothing must be wrong with old man Long Fei.
Lin Shanshan and Bald Dog, the Ground Rat Demon King, covered their faces, unsure what Long Fei was up to.
Spending money like this isn’t right; such a broken sword is worth at most one Spirit Stone, but this one was inflated by ten thousand tis.
The vendor, excited, wiped his mouth and shouted at the others, “What are you all doing gathering around here! My treasure is not sothing common folks can recognize. It’s this gentleman here who has the eye for true quality, obtaining the Xuanyuan Divine Sword authenticated by the Great Xia Kingdom Magic Treasure Association. With this divine sword, he is sure to beco famous and command great influence.”
After saying this, he didn’t forget to ask Long Fei a question, “Sir, may I know your na? I, Zhang Xiaosan, have made my statent. If this sword doesn’t work, I’ll compensate you tenfold.”
Long Fei smiled and actually revealed his na, “Sect Leader of Yin Yang Sect, Long Fei.”
“Long Fei?”
“Why does this na sound so familiar?”
“Wasn’t the Consort Prince from a while ago nad Long Fei?”
“Are you referring to the one who fled his wedding?”
“Look at his appearance, he really does resemble the portrait!”
A crowd of people discussed animatedly, staring at Long Fei full of surprise.
He then tossed a Storage Ring to the vendor, sweeping all the items on the table into his hand, instructing the vendor, “Check if these Spirit Stones are enough?”
The vendor, vaguely recognizing Long Fei’s identity, was shocked to touch the Storage Ring and repeatedly shook his head, pleading, “Sir, I didn’t know you were the Consort Prince! I dare not accept the Spirit Stones in this Storage Ring, please take these items for free as my gift to you!”
Long Fei chuckled and instructed, “It’s alright, no need for such. We are conducting a fair deal, honest to all ages. Just take a look!”
The vendor smiled bitterly, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, his spiritual power probing into the Storage Ring to count, nodding repeatedly and bowing, “Right, yes, they are ten thousand Spirit Stones.”
“Then that settles it.”
Long Fei, accompanied by Lin Shanshan and the three, left laughing heartily.
The surrounding crowd was completely petrified, thinking the Consort Prince must have injured his head, having money with nowhere to spend it.
Zhang Xiaosan was so scared that he ran off without taking his tables and chairs, fearing Long Fei might change his mind.
Giving money is a minor matter; offending the Royal Family could cost lives.
This amusing piece of news spread quickly, like a gust of wind that blew throughout the entire market.
The editors of various major publications that scoured for interesting news made it their headlines imdiately, printing newspapers on the spot and disseminating the story.
Long Fei instantly beca a notorious figure. When he arrived at the Divine Dragon Auction House with Lin Shanshan, Bald Dog, and the Ground Rat Demon King, Chu Feng ca out to greet him, laughing and asking, “What are you up to? I heard you acquired a Xuanyuan Divine Sword?”
“Yes!”
Long Fei generously threw the counterfeit sword to Chu Feng, who drew the sword and was completely dumbfounded.
Wang Jie and Liuu Jiangnan also gathered around, and everyone burst out laughing upon seeing the sword.
Nobody knew what had happened to make Long Fei do such a ridiculous thing.
The deception was minor, but the impact on his reputation was significant.
Long Fei did not explain anything, his eyes sweeping over the auction caves developed halfway up the mountain, truly amazed at the capability of the Divine Dragon Auction House.
At an altitude of thousands of ters, the gravitational pull of the earth deterred cultivators below the Core Formation Stage.
This mountain was as tough as Mystic Iron, and ordinary magical artifacts could hardly break a single stone.
However, the Divine Dragon Auction House managed to carve out a space as large as a soccer field on this mountain.
An auction hall had also been constructed here, genuinely surprising everyone.
This place was stocked with various drinks, fresh fruits, wild ga, and delicacies.
All who ca here were guests, freely picking any seat to sit down and enjoy the offerings.
Even loose cultivators who specifically ca to freeload food and drinks were welcod by the Divine Dragon Auction House.
A gathering place for the Cultivation World turned into sothing resembling a mundane cocktail party.
Ji Wanrong was surrounded by various young talents, who courteously served her drinks and tea, creating a lively scene.
Ji Wanyu secretly whispered into Long Fei’s ear, “Brother-in-law, your wife is being pestered by n, aren’t you the least bit jealous?”
Long Fei tapped her head, saying that he had a nominal relationship with Ji Wanrong and had no reason to be jealous.
In the crowd, he surprisingly saw Zichuan, Jiang Chuan and others, including Yi Qingyun, who was leaning on a crutch and had his foot bandaged.
These people were quite quick, as they were all at Chang’an Academy just yesterday!
Besides them, cultivators from outside territories also ca, all staring at him and whispering about how he had just spent ten thousand spirit stones on the Xuanyuan Divine Sword.
One bold individual ca forward to provoke him, pointing at Long Fei and snorting coldly, “So you’re Long Fei?”
Long Fei raised an eyebrow, “What about it?”
The young man holding a sword said indignantly, “What about it? You broke my older brother Yi Qingyun’s right foot; how do we settle this account?”
Wang Jie introduced from behind, “Big brother, this guy is Yi Qingyun’s brother, Yi Qingshan. He’s currently training at Mount Shu, and I hear he’s a direct disciple of the Seventh Elder.”
Long Fei, with a light smile, hooked the corner of his mouth and calmly asked Yi Qingshan, “How would you like to resolve this?”
Yi Qingshan said, “I know you’re skilled with magical treasures and good at sneak attacks. Would you dare to not use any magical treasures and have a fair fight with ?”
He intentionally spoke very loudly, letting the surrounding cultivators hear him, thus pressuring Long Fei, forcing him to accept under the scrutiny of public opinion.
Yi Qingyun, sneering behind his back, taunted Long Fei, “Little brother, co back. This guy’s just a coward, only knows how to injure people with magical treasures, and doesn’t dare to have a fair fight.”
The others, unfamiliar with Long Fei, sized him up and discussed amongst themselves, their eyes simultaneously filled with contempt, as if Long Fei really did conspire to cut off Yi Qingyun’s leg.
Holding the Xuanyuan Divine Sword he had just purchased, Long Fei said to Yi Qingshan, “Alright, you brothers don’t need to provoke , I’ll fight without using magical treasures. I just spent ten thousand spirit stones on this sword; I’ll use this divine sword to defeat you.”
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