The Arrogant Immortal
Chapter 369 - 368: Such a Steadfast Mindset

Chapter 369: Chapter 368: Such a Steadfast Mindset

Xie Jiuniang was now in a pickle.

The stall owner was a real oddball, if you took a fancy to something, he’d probably decide not to sell it.

Xie Jiuniang squinted her eyes and ventured, "Alright, one million it is. I’ll buy an item."

Then, she reached out to pick up the small gourd.

Suddenly, the stall owner lifted a hand to block her, "This small gourd is no longer for sale."

Having said that, he picked up the small gourd.

"Tsk!"

The person at the neighboring stall snickered.

It was as if he knew this would happen.

Xie Jiuniang was also annoyed, she had never encountered such a weirdo before, if you don’t want to sell, then don’t open a stall.

Was this deliberately fooling people?

But the other party was at the Divinity Transformation stage, it seemed there was nothing she could do.

However, Chaoyan seemed to be deep in thought and transmitted his voice, "Disciple, let’s go. This man isn’t here to sell things, he’s waiting for someone to ’verify their fortune.’"

"What does ’verify their fortune’ mean?" Xie Jiuniang was perplexed.

"In the Cultivation World, there are some who are extremely lucky. When they encounter a fortune, they often have a special premonition. Those who are willing to spend a million at a junk stall are likely to sense something that is specially responsive to them."

Chaoyan disapproved of the Divinity Transformation cultivator’s actions.

If the person himself did not realize it was a fortune, and placed it on his stall, and someone wanted to buy it, he could then refuse to sell. It was somewhat shameless, but he wouldn’t have to bear the karma of taking someone else’s fortune.

After all, the item originally belonged to him.

Xie Jiuniang related to her own experiences and managed to disgust the stall owner in return!

But there was no helping it, just as her master had said, it was their thing to sell or not, and she could not insist on it.

Xie Jiuniang turned and walked away.

"Disciple, was that small gourd really a fortune?" Chaoyan asked intentionally.

Xie Jiuniang shook her head and said with a smile, "I didn’t feel anything special. I just said I wanted to buy it to try my luck. Fortunately, he didn’t agree, otherwise, I would have had to spend a million."

It was just her cover all along.

Fortunately, the cautious Xie Jiuniang hadn’t directly said she wanted to buy the Fusang Order; otherwise, that token would probably have been taken back.

Xie Jiuniang asked in confusion, "Master, doesn’t the black market care about this kind of behavior?"

"He is at the Divinity Transformation," Chaoyan reminded darkly.

Upon hearing this, Xie Jiuniang understood.

This was the privilege of the powerful, the black market was aware, but had to turn a blind eye.

Xie Jiuniang said, "Then what about the person next to him? How dare he expose him?"

"Oh, that’s also a Divinity Transformation cultivator, probably someone from the black market," Chaoyan hinted.

Are the Divinity Transformations of today all this bored?

Xie Jiuniang grew numb. It seemed that the Divinity Transformations of the Southern Region were especially hardworking, running their own stalls.

Watching as the two gradually walked away.

The younger one said something, and the elder one even chuckled.

For the powerful cultivator, it was not hard to see that the two were communicating through voice transmission. The topic must’ve been light-hearted, as the elder even chuckled, showing no signs of the irritation that missing a fortune might bring.

The hand of the stall owner holding the small gourd tightened.

The onlooking person sneered again, "Hey, that small gourd is a great fortune. Take good care of it."

"You mad dog, why are you always against me?"

"Because you broke the rules of the black market."

"The sale is free. I sell if I’m happy, and I don’t if I’m not. How is that against the black market rules?" the stall owner unabashedly retorted.

The other person mocked, "If you say it’s not against the rules, then it’s not, I suppose."

"..."

Until Xie Jiuniang followed Chaoyan out of the black market, she didn’t try to buy the Fusang Order again.

Her mindset was as stable as a horse.

The Jian Lingyan said anxiously, "You’re really just going to leave like this, without buying it back? He said it was a million per item, just drop a million and take it away."

"And you think you can manage that? Could I possibly move faster than Divinity Transformation?"

"You could ask your master for help?"

"Too much trouble, we still have to go to the auction." Xie Jiuniang’s attitude was one of indifference to gain or loss.

Having been to the Fusang Secret Realm before, Jian Lingyan naturally knew the importance of the Fusang Order, "Dog owner, have you forgotten? Collecting nine of them can make one the master of a secret realm."

"But you also said you need to collect all nine of them."

Xie Jiuniang had now obtained five.

Having one more or one less didn’t make much of a difference, neither affected her ability to enter the secret realm.

In her mind, gathering all nine was extremely difficult.

So, she could keep her composure.

After finishing their stroll through the black market, Chaoyan led her away without looking back, with no intention of walking through it again.

The stall owner who had been paying attention to them felt aggrieved, thinking: Could it be that the little gourd isn’t some opportunity?

His neighbor laughed with schadenfreude, "To think an item of trash was fortunate enough to sell for a million but was not treasured. Once the buyer leaves, regrets start to surface..."

The stall owner grasping the little gourd was so angry that he squeezed it a bit too hard unintentionally.

And then, the little gourd cracked open.

Opening his hand to look—

"Hahaha, black ironwood!"

The man laughed unrestrainedly, also promptly creating a Spiritual Force Shield so his laughter wouldn’t carry, "If it hadn’t been damaged, it could have been worth a good one thousand eight hundred Spirit Stones. Now that it’s damaged..."

Black ironwood is a type of spirit wood, extremely hard.

Many tool refiners would use it to make Flying Swords.

This little gourd made from black ironwood was rare, at least a thousand years old, and the craftsman had coated the surface with something, giving it a smooth touch that seemed pretty genuine.

Valued at a thousand Spirit Stones as a handcrafted artifact on the market.

Someone had offered a million, yet it wasn’t sold...

Ignorance is bliss, but knowing only brought heartache.

The stall owner, with a dark face, packed up his various items and left the black market in a sulk.

Xie Jiuniang was unaware of this drama at the black market.

If she knew, she would probably have a good laugh.

Right next to the City Lord Residence was the auction house.

The master and disciple pair went straight there without even removing their cloaks, arriving at the entrance and handing over their invitation. A staff member came over politely and led the two to a private room on the third floor.

The room was elegantly decorated and fragranced with a faint scent of flowers.

Spirit Fruit and Spiritual Tea were placed on the coffee table, provided for free.

The auction had not yet started.

Xie Jiuniang sat down and looked down below.

Beneath was a large hall, arranged with many tables and chairs, and of course, the auction stage.

Guests in the private rooms on the third floor could see everything in the hall below, but those outside couldn’t see into the private rooms because a formation to prevent spying had been set up in the rooms.

Chaoyan shook the booklet in his hand and asked with a smile, "Do you want to look at the auction list?"

"Yes!"

Xie Jiuniang personally took out the tea set.

After brewing a pot of tea for her master, she then took the auction list.

Chaoyan, sipping the tea brewed by his disciple, couldn’t have been happier, "Whatever you fancy later on, just bid, and your master will gift it to you."

"Sure, thanks in advance, Master." Xie Jiuniang wasn’t shy with him and started flipping through the auction list, "Hey, what’s this? Goose Quill Fan, Scorching Sun Bow, Millennium Spirit Plant, and this, there’s actually a high-quality Cultivation Technique."

"Oh, is this real? A Semi-Immortal Artifact up for auction?!"

The little disciple was flipping through the list while chattering away.

If it were anyone other than his own disciple, Chaoyan would probably have thrown them out of the private room.

So noisy!