Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal

Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal Chapter 210

2021-02-14

Chapter 210 The true identity of the owner of Wuxuan Pavilion, Long Martial City

Ye Feng is very fast.

It's only a quarter of an hour from Misty Peak to Fire Beacon City.

"Hey, it turns out to be Sect Master Ye, you can come, it really makes the shop flourish!"

Seeing Ye Feng, the owner of Wuxuan Pavilion smiled hehe He said, "By the way, a few days ago, Sect Master Ye's master sold a batch of Spiritual Artifact here. The quality is very high. I want to buy another batch. I wonder what Sect Master Ye thinks?"

"I'm here to sell Spiritual Artifact." Ye Feng threw thirty pieces of middle grade Spiritual Artifact on the table, "Give me a price!"

"So much!" The owner of Wuxuange breathed A stagnation.

He picked up a Spiritual Artifact and began to identify it.

"This is a half chi long Flying Sword, as thin as cicada wing, fine workmanship, and the depiction of the formation mark is like heaven, and it seems that it can be enlarged like a windward Flying Sword when used, at least it can be sold for two 100 yuan low grade Spirit Stone."

"This is a lance, hollow, but very tenacious, with a special boost rune, it becomes very sharp, good at thrusting, priced at 180 yuan low grade Spirit Stone."

......

In less than a quarter of an hour, the owner of Wuxuange completed the inspection.

"Thirty pieces of low grade Spirit Stone, a total of 5,800 pieces of low grade Spirit Stone, what do you think of Sect Master Ye?"

This is what the owner of Wuxuan Pavilion can give the highest price.

No matter how high it is, when he sells it, he will not make half of it...

"To make up the whole, six thousand dollars, and I have to give me middle grade Spirit. Stone." Ye Feng said his request.

"Uh... OK!" The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion pretended to be embarrassed, and only agreed after a while.

"I still have Spirit Artifact of higher quality." Saying that, Ye Feng took out a middle grade Spirit Sword about one chi long and put it on the table.

clang!

The crisp sound of the sword sounded, and the owner of Wuxuan Pavilion was so shocked that he was sucked in a breath of cold air, excitedly held up the Spirit Sword, and sighed: " This is a middle grade Spiritual Artifact, how could Sect Master Ye be willing to do it?"

"This master... is short of money!" Ye Feng blushed.

"Lack of money?" The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion laughed, and suddenly said resolutely: "Can Sect Master Ye trust me?"

Facing this somewhat sudden question, Ye Feng surprisedly said : "What does the shop owner mean?"

"If you want to sell this middle grade Spirit Sword at the highest price, my suggestion is to use the auction method," said the shop owner of Wuxuan Pavilion.

"Auction? What is the price?" Ye Feng doesn't care about the method, he only cares about the price.

"This middle-grade Spirit Sword from Sect Master Ye is of fine workmanship and excellent quality. It is considered Peak among all middle-grade Spiritual Artifacts. After the auction is successful, the transaction price should be at least around 5,000 Spirit Stones. !" The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion estimated.

"So tall?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows.

A normal middle grade Spiritual Artifact can sell 2,000 Spirit Stones. As a result, the price of the Spirit Sword has more than doubled. Selling two pieces can make up a high grade Spirit Stone.

"Okay, where is the auction?" Ye Feng became interested.

"My hometown, which is Long Martial City outside several hundred li, is adjacent to Yunhuazong."

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion smiled and said, "frankly, I am He is the son of the Pavilion Lord of the Chamber of Commerce 'Treasure Pavilion'."

"Dragon Martial City, Treasure Pavilion!"

Ye Feng searched for the information of this city in his mind and found Dragon Martial City is not a star city, but there are several Gathering Essence realms.

The Treasure Pavilion mentioned by the owner of Wuxuan Pavilion is a local Chamber of Commerce in Long Martial City, which is quite reputable and produces Spiritual Artifact, Formation, and medicine pill of good quality.

"It turned out to be the Treasure Pavilion Young Pavilion Lord. No wonder Fellow Daoist has so many treasures in his hands to open a Wuxuan Pavilion in Fire Beacon City that will never fail." Ye Feng showed a sudden look.

"Hehe, it's all small business." The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion tore off the disguise on his body, revealing his true face.

This is a thin and fair young man with slightly high cheekbones, who is completely different from his previous appearance. His eyes are shining with wisdom, and two big words seem to be written on his forehead.

profiteer!

"My real name is 'Jiang Xinyu'."

The owner of Wuxuange grinned, revealing eight big white teeth, looking a bit silly and very confusing.

"Jiang Xinyu...reputation?" Ye Feng coughed, not knowing what to say, so he had to change the subject, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, when are you leaving?"

"Anytime Yes." Jiang Xinyu said.

"Then leave tomorrow morning." Ye Feng said.

Hearing that Long Martial City is adjacent to Yunhuazong, he thought that he was going to Yunhuazong to learn the details of sect promotion, which could be put together with the auction schedule.

"I'm always waiting." Jiang Xinyu nodded.

Ye Feng put away the middle grade Spirit Sword, sold the 30 pieces of low grade Spiritual Artifact, and gained 60 pieces of middle grade Spirit Stone.

Then, he left Wuxuan Pavilion.

 …

Misty Peak.

"Tomorrow, we will go to Yunhuazong to visit, and we will also go to the Treasure Pavilion in Long Martial City to participate in the auction. Anyone who wants to go, hurry up and sign up."

Ye Feng stood On the roof of the great hall, the headmaster said to the disciplines.

"I'm going!"

All dísciples raised their hands.

The honeybadger is even more exaggerated, raising both hands and feet.

"Okay, except for the thousand-year-old pines and Legion the squirrels, everyone else is ready. Tomorrow morning, come with me to observe and study."

After finishing speaking, Ye Feng fell asleep.

 …

The next morning.

Ye Feng was sitting on the spirit boat, with the disciplines sitting behind him, and some sitting on the back of the Iron Claw Dragon Hawk, while the honeybadger flew on his stomach and acted as the outpost.

Mo Ying sat at the end of the spirit boat and was in charge of the formation.

Over Fire Beacon City.

"Sect Master Ye, you came very early. This is my dive wind boat. Please come up." The double-decker flying wooden boat with a height of ten meters, bowed to Ye Feng entire group.

Ye Feng looked down at the spirit boat under his seat, and then looked at Jiang Xinyu's dive wind boat, a sense of shabbyness emerged spontaneously.

"What a beautiful dive wind boat!"

After boarding the deck of the dive wind boat, Misty Sect's recipes looked at the boat and found that its main body is a thousand-year-old hardwood. Compared with the low grade Spiritual Artifact, it is lighter overall and more than twice as fast as the ordinary spirit boat.

"When the sect master has money, he will definitely buy one." Ye Feng stood on the bow and complained to Jiang Xinyu beside him.

"The dive wind boat is not expensive, only 6,666 pieces of low-grade Spirit Stone, and it can't be bargained. The homophonic pronunciation of 'sixty-six sixty-six' means smooth travel." Jiang Xinyu explained very patiently.

"Fuck, a plant, so expensive!" Ye Feng curl one's lip.

He turned his head, looked at the iron claw Dragon Hawk crouching in the stern, touched his chin, and secretly said that he must be trained as a Monster General.

By that time, travel will be more rewarding.

The divine wind ship is very fast.

As it approached noon, everyone had already reached the sky above a huge Great City with a length and width of about thirty miles, and landed directly in the center of the city.

"Forgot to tell Sect Master Ye that my father, Jiang Yougan, is not only the Pavilion Lord of Treasure Pavilion, but also the City Lord of Long Martial City." Jiang Xinyu introduced Ye Feng next to him.

Ye Feng was speechless.

This pair of father and son, a homophonic sound of "credibility", a homophonic sound of "rich", the key is really rich, really enough!

"Sect Master Ye, I have sent a message yesterday, claiming that there will be an excellent middle grade Spiritual Artifact auction, so there will definitely be many star sect masters coming to the auction, and the transaction price is definitely not high. It will be low." Jiang Xinyu said with a smile confidently.

"Fellow Daoist is really well prepared." Ye Feng praised.

As the dive wind boat stopped in front of the great hall of the City Lord's mansion in splendorous and majestic, dozens maids and guards immediately surrounded them and bowed in unison:

“ Welcome Young City Lord home, the luncheon is ready."

"Well, you did good!" Jiang Xinyu was very satisfied, and took Ye Feng entire group off the dive wind boat, heading straight for a short distance. to the banquet hall.

(end of this chapter)