Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 343: Purple Pearl

Chapter 343: Chapter 343: Purple Pearl

Rachel Fournier was always the kind-hearted type who couldn’t stand to see injustice, so upon learning about Yusuf Zuck’s connection with Elder Huang, she immediately made a promise that today, she would ensure Yusuf Zuck’s safety no matter what.

Because she knew very well who Elder Huang was, and since Elder Huang had given Yusuf Zuck his personal sword, how could Yusuf Zuck be an ordinary person? In her heart, Elder Huang was a high and mighty True God, and she had been searching for traces of the venerable immortal for years.

Thus, by protecting Yusuf Zuck, she might also have the opportunity to meet the venerable immortal again through him.

As long as she could receive a bit of guidance from the venerable immortal, why should she worry about achieving Truth-Insight?

Of course, there was a bigger secret; when she first became a disciple, it was the venerable immortal that had enlightened her, leaving her an Elixir Pill before he departed, with instructions for her master to have her take it when she turned twenty.

And it was because she took that Elixir Pill that she became a Grandmaster, and not just any Grandmaster, but one of the most elite.

Among the Grandmasters in the world who were only twenty years old, she was the only one, making her a genius among geniuses. But she was well aware that this was all thanks to the venerable immortal’s blessing.

Her master had died five years ago, and right before passing, he had revealed the true identity of the venerable immortal to her, so she had always wanted to find the venerable immortal again and receive his advice.

After many years, she finally found a trace of the venerable immortal in Yusuf Zuck, so how could she possibly miss out?

"Rachel, let’s also go see what kind of trading is happening here," Yusuf Zuck said, curious about whether any of the market stalls had any rare treasures. After finishing their conversation, he strode towards the area where the vendors had set up.

Lingzhi mushrooms, Ginseng, all sorts of herbs, and even the Tianshan Snow Lotus.

Of course, the Tianshan Snow Lotus wasn’t a rare item; there were many in the Tianshan region, and adventurous tourists could harvest the Tianshan Snow Lotus.

Some were selling books, thread-bound editions, with martial arts moves or Cultivation Methods, and so on.

Others were selling medicine, those large, pitch-black Elixir Pills that clearly were homemade.

There were also stalls selling maps, bottles, knives, and swords.

However, not all vendors would accept money for their goods; for example, many of those selling medicine didn’t need money; you had to exchange medicinal herbs or rare items for their products.

Yusuf Zuck slowly walked among the crowd, listening to the vendors and Rachel explaining things, not asking any extra questions himself.

Still, he didn’t find anything particularly noteworthy. There was a vendor claiming their Ginseng was a thousand years old, but through his Telekinesis, he discovered it was at most a hundred years old and very overpriced, costing several million dollars.

Here were notebooks and even mobile phones for transactions, so in reality, these people weren’t disconnected from modern life. Even Rachel had a mobile phone.

After all, nobody could achieve the Divine Skill mentioned in myths that allowed communication over thousands of miles, but high technology could. Not only thousands, but tens of thousands of miles were no match for the power of a mobile phone, making it an essential item.

"Hey, what are these needles for?" Yusuf Zuck stopped at a stall filled with assorted items and squatted down to pick up a package of needles that resembled large sewing needles.

These needles didn’t have an eye like regular needles. They seemed like needles but also not. They were dark and smooth, quite heavy, with roughly a dozen or so in the pack. However, these dozen needles were very different; when Yusuf Zuck reached out with his Telekinesis, he even sensed a hint of life in them.

"Hehe, these are for acupuncture," the stall owner said with a chuckle.

"Acupuncture? Aren’t these too thick?" Yusuf Zuck picked up one, about the length of a middle finger, with a thickness comparable to a large sewing needle, but the material seemed superior to household needles and was slightly heavier.

"Acupuncture comes in many forms, and these are Magnetic Needles. They have certain health benefits. How about it? Want them? Take the whole lot for ten thousand yuan!"

"What if I don’t have cash on me?" Yusuf Zuck painstakingly picked up the Magnetic Needles one by one and said.

"Transfer the money, then. I have a bank account. Just call your family and have them transfer the money to my account!"

"I have cash here, Wang Lao Ma. These needles, I’ll give you a thousand for them, take it or leave it!" Rachel Fournier casually took out a thousand yuan and threw it in front of Wang Lao Ma, then helped Yusuf Zuck collect all the Magnetic Needles.

"What a loss, what a loss, Rachel, you’re strong-arming me here!" Wang Lao Ma said as he picked up the thousand yuan, though his mouth complained of a loss, he probably made a hefty profit. How much could a few needles be worth?

Yusuf Zuck thanked Rachel Fournier profusely and gathered all the Magnetic Needles, storing them in his cigarette case.

"You know acupuncture too?" Rachel Fournier asked as they walked along.

"No, I use these needles to kill people." Yusuf Zuck said with a smile.

"You know how to use hidden weapons too? But aren’t these needles too light? How many meters can you throw them?" Rachel Fournier asked curiously.

"I don’t know, but they should be fine for emergencies." Yusuf Zuck thought when he bought the Magnetic Needles that if he threw all dozen or so needles at once, even a Grandmaster would be struck, so indeed, he intended to use the needles for killing, not for acupuncture.

"By the way, little brother, have you ever thought about practicing Qigong and cultivating your Inner Strength? With Inner Strength, you can have greater energy and live a longer life," Rachel Fournier suddenly said.

"I did practice for a while, but I got too busy later on and didn’t have the time," Yusuf Zuck said with a wry smile and a shake of his head. He indeed wished to become a Qigong master, but he genuinely didn’t have the time to cultivate.

"Yeah, cultivation is a time-consuming endeavor, and it’s also very expensive. Nowadays, you can’t even practice Qigong without money."

"What do you mean by that?" Yusuf Zuck asked curiously.

"These days, the younger generation practicing Qigong often use rare medicinal herbs to aid their cultivation. They need a large supply of herbs to progress faster, and those rare herbs are exorbitantly expensive, so how can ordinary people afford to practice?"

"That’s why I don’t hold much hope for Qigong. I have to make money and run around; I just don’t have the time," Yusuf Zuck said, shaking his head. Practicing Qigong was a luxury he couldn’t afford in terms of time.

As the two walked, a commotion arose ahead of them, as it seemed several people were bidding for a rare treasure, incessantly raising their offers.

"I’ll take it for three million, and no one else better compete with me!"

"I bid five million."

"Six million."

These Qigong practitioners were really rolling in money, raising their bids fiercely.

At that moment, Yusuf Zuck’s telekinesis reached out, and he saw an item, a small square box with a pigeon egg-sized Purple Pearl on top.

However, as soon as his telekinesis touched the Purple Pearl, the most direct brainwaves appeared, and the string of Blood Beads deep in his mind began to sparkle as if they were desperate for the Purple Pearl. They flickered incessantly, seemingly urging Yusuf Zuck to acquire the Purple Pearl.

Yusuf Zuck was greatly startled; this was the first time since he had the telekinetic Blood Beads that they had flickered and twitched so restlessly!

"Ten million? Anyone else want to bid higher than ten million? If not, I’ll sell it, hehe." The price had stalled at ten million; although the Purple Pearl was rare, it only had two uses after all: one was to make jewelry, and the other was to be crushed into medicine, so ten million was already an astronomical price!

"I’ll bid twenty million." Before Yusuf Zuck could speak up, someone else approached. It was River Berger, and as he placed his bid, he gave Yusuf Zuck a cold glance.