God Emperor of Sword Domain

Chapter 774 Collecting Treasures
"Hey hey, little sister, how do you sell this golden flood sword?" A martial artist who thought he had a bright smile rubbed his hands and asked while reaching out to get the golden flood sword.

The chubby Thunder Eagle immediately jumped off the little girl's shoulder, and pecked at the back of the warrior's hand with a grunt.

"My these are all treasures, don't touch them randomly."

The warrior quickly withdrew his hand, continued to laugh and said: "This fat bird is quite fierce, but the hair is burnt, so ugly."

"Goo!"

Lei Ying was furious immediately, and was about to rush forward and tear the warrior to pieces.

The little girl with a slanted ponytail hurriedly pressed Lei Ying, and persuaded: "Lei Qiu, don't be angry, we adults don't remember villains, and we don't have the same knowledge as him."

This Thunder Eagle is exactly Thunder Ball, and the little girl who set up the stall is naturally Xiang Ling.

Lei Qiu's injury was not fully healed, and he was moulting, and his temper was very irritable. Xiang Ling took the initiative to ask Ying to take care of Lei Qiu, and followed him to the Holy Star City.

Ye Xuan originally asked her to stay on the Floating Light Flying Boat, but she didn't expect that she would suddenly come to Guijianfang to set up a stall, worried that she would encounter trouble in this mixed place, so he had to stand aside and watch.

The martial artist was not angry at being squeezed out, and continued to ask: "Little sister, I have taken a fancy to this golden flood sword, please make a price."

Xiang Ling pursed her lips and said seriously, "Did I say that I would sell these treasures?"

"Hey! If you don't sell it, why are you showing it?" Not only the warrior, but everyone else around became a little angry.

Xiang Ling smiled coquettishly and said, "I just put it out for you to see."

"Hey! Aren't you trying to piss people off on purpose? This is Guijianfang, how can there be a stall that doesn't sell things." The warriors around looked at the treasures on the long table, and all their eyes lit up.

Warriors who have been in Guijianfang for a long time know that nine out of ten profiteers in Guijianfang are scammers.

Now when I meet someone who actually sells treasures to set up a stall, but I can only look at them but not buy them, not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

It was noon at this time, the sun was shining brightly, but it was a bit too bright, and the people in the sun were anxious.

Xiang Ling took out another big blue and white porcelain cicada wing umbrella, opened it up and stood on the ground to block the hot sun, thought for a while and took out a tea set, and started making tea, very leisurely.

After the tea was brewed, she picked up a cup, handed it to Ye Xuan, and said with a smile, "My lord, do you want to taste it? You can't even buy the top-quality frozen top green orchid with spirit stones."

Seeing this girl pretending not to know her, Ye Xuan wanted to see what she wanted to do, so he followed along, took a sip from the teacup, and said, "Not bad."

"I'll taste it too, I'll taste it too." The aroused interest of a green-clothed scribe next to him also wanted to taste the taste of frozen top green orchids.

Xiang Ling directly refused: "I don't sell tea either."

The green-shirted scribe immediately collapsed, pointed at Ye Xuan, and said dissatisfiedly, "Then why can he drink?"

Xiang Ling put her hands behind her back, pursed her lips and made a coquettish little girl gesture.

A warrior next to him patted the green-clothed scribe on the shoulder, and joked, "Don't you understand? You're not as elegant as anyone else."

Everyone around laughed.

After laughing, the warrior who was interested in the treasures placed on the long table couldn't help asking: "Little girl, you don't sell this or that, so what do you want to do? This golden flood sword, I am If you really like it, you can make an offer. As long as it’s not too outrageous, I will never counter the offer.”

Xiang Ling put on a serious expression and said after a while: "I don't sell it, but if you have any good treasures, you can exchange them."

"What treasure do you want?" the warrior asked immediately.

"It depends on what you have. The more outlandish the better, the rarer the better, and the less unseen the better." Xiang Ling said while thinking.

The warrior thought for a moment, took out a fire source crystal, and said, "How about this? This is a good material for refining weapons."

Xiang Ling curled her lips, and said without interest: "The price of the fire source crystal is not low, but it is everywhere, and you can buy it if you have a spirit stone."

Fire source crystal is indeed a high-quality refining material, and the refining master uses a very large amount, so the price is not low.

However, the production of fire source crystals in Longyuan State is very high. Although the price is not low, as long as there are enough spirit stones, it is not difficult to buy.

The warrior frowned, put away the fire source crystal, searched in the storage bag with his spiritual thoughts, found a hard fruit core after a while, and said: "This is definitely rare, I don't even know what it is , but I'm sure it's a baby."

Xiang Ling took the hard core and tapped it on the table, making a loud noise.

Seeing this, the warriors around laughed and said, "It's just a lump of dirt, you're like a little girl who lied to others, right?"

The owner of the fruit core blushed from being squeezed, raised his hand and swore: "I swear, this fruit core must be a treasure. I found it in the depths of the Void Mountain. I was injured, chased and killed by monsters, and fell into In a hole. I found a spiritual fruit in the hole, and I ate the spiritual fruit. As a result, not only did my injuries recover quickly, but my cultivation base also improved by a small level. I ate all the spiritual fruits, and there was only one left Pit."

After hearing this story, everyone showed meaningful smiles in unison.

The green-clothed scribe patted the warrior on the shoulder and said, "Brother, your story is too careless. There are no twists and turns in the whole story. I just want to believe that you can't pass your own test."

Warriors who have been in Guijianfang for a long time have heard all kinds of treasure stories.

Storytelling has become a professional skill for profiteers and scammers.

In order to sell a fake product, profiteers can make up a soul-stirring and epic story. The "treasure" sold is either a family heirloom or a holy land inheritance.

The story told people to tears, if you don't buy it, you will be sorry to your ancestors.

In contrast, the story told by this martial artist is too simple, and he doesn't care about it at all.

Xiang Ling knocked the fruit core on the table again, curled her lips and said, "Am I easy to deceive? Isn't this just a peach core?"

The owner of the fruit core blushed from being squeezed by the surrounding warriors, and argued: "I really didn't lie, what I said is true. This one is really a treasure, I swear."

Xiang Ling was about to return the core.

Ye Xuan coughed suddenly, and said: "I think this should be the core of the gentian spirit fruit, which is still of some value. Although it's not as good as the Golden Flood Sword, it's not too bad if you have to change it."

When the owner of the fruit stone finally heard someone speak for him, tears almost filled his eyes, and he immediately chimed in and said, "Did you hear that? Look, you don't know the goods, but someone knows the goods."

He was actually not sure if what Ye Xuan said was true or not, and he really wanted to exchange for the Golden Flood Sword, so he immediately asked: "Little girl, you see, this young master has said that this is a treasure, why don't we exchange it. Why? Sample?"

Xiang Ling shook his head, pretending to be thinking, and said after a while, "Okay. Take the sword away."

The owner of the fruit stone got the answer, his eyes lit up immediately, he quickly held up the golden flood sword, overjoyed, fearing that the little girl in front of him would repent, and hurried away holding the golden flood sword.

Seeing that someone exchanged a lump of dirt for a golden dragon sword, the warriors around got excited and rushed forward one after another, took out the things that no one knew from the storage bag, and piled them in front of Xiangling: "Little girl, Take a look at this treasure of mine, how about exchanging it with you for refining blood chalcedony?"

"Look at my treasure... look at my treasure..."

For a time, half of the street was crowded.

(End of this chapter)