The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 374: The Enemy Joins Forces_1

Chapter 374: Chapter 374: The Enemy Joins Forces_1

Seeing Zhang Xian start to flirt with her again, Wen Yulan’s face instantly became displeased.

This guy really wouldn’t change; he had just been discussing the future with her seriously, and now he was showing his wolfish nature again.

Turning her head, she sneered, "Don’t even think about it."

"Petty."

Zhang Xian sat up straight, looking miserable.

"I’m petty?"

Wen Yulan snapped, "How can you describe this situation as petty?"

"Then how would you describe it?"

Zhang Xian said, "I’m not well-read, don’t trick me."

"It should be..."

Just when Wen Yulan wanted to say something, she felt something was off. She glared at him and angrily said, "Damn you, Zhang Xian, what are you trying to do? You almost mollified me."

Zhang Xian felt wronged, "I just wanted you to give an adjective, how can that mollify you?"

Wen Yulan turned her head away, reluctant to talk to Zhang Xian.

When some guys become shameless, there’s no one can ever outdo them.

"What? Are you arguing again?"

After Duan Hong finished her shower and walked out of the bathroom, she saw Wen Yulan sitting on the couch looking upset, apparently being harassed by Zhang Xian again.

"I’m going to take a shower, I don’t want to argue with this guy."

Wen Yulan stood up, picked up her clothes and swiftly walked towards the bathroom.

Zhang Xian chuckled and said, "Elder Sister Yulan, why do you always wear white underwear? Can’t you switch to another color like black? It’s sexier."

"Damn you, Zhang Xian, you..."

Wen Yulan turned around, wanting to lash out at Zhang Xian. Seeing that Zhang Xian was staring at her, she quickly grabbed her clothes to cover herself and rushed into the bathroom.

"Elder Sister Hong..."

Once Wen Yulan went in, Zhang Xian immediately pulled Duan Hong into his arms and kissed her on her succulent red lips.

"Mm..."

Duan Hong hugged Zhang Xian tightly, responding passionately.

While kissing, Zhang Xian was caressing Duan Hong’s smooth skin.

"Hmm..."

Duan Hong’s body shivered. She quickly grabbed Zhang Xian’s hand, "Just kissing is fine. Don’t touch me."

Zhang Xian didn’t deem to stop, "I can’t help it."

"Even if you can’t, you have to. Unless, you want this to be the last time."

Zhang Xian’s lips twitched unnaturally, and he reluctantly withdrew his hand. With Wen Yulan there, although he could flirt a bit, he lost his freedom.

There are advantages and disadvantages, why can’t it be perfect?

...

The next morning, Zhang Xian got up early.

After breakfast, he went with Qiu Yun, accompanied by Duan Hong, Zhu Qing, Mu Cheng, and Wen Yulan, to meet with Jun Wuhen, and together they entered the trading meeting.

In fact, this trading meeting was very ordinary and simple, without any fancy stuff.

The Ancient Martial Artists and the like didn’t care about ostentation and comfort as much as common people. They came here to find what they wanted.

Most of the sellers were common people, but they were also very casual. Their stalls consisted of a small stool, a piece of cloth, and some miscellaneous items.

Zhang Xian and the others arrived relatively early; to find good items, you need to get there before others.

When they first arrived, there were only a few stalls in the hall. But within half an hour, the number of people dramatically increased, and the hall quickly became bustling.

"The things here seem very mixed."

After a cursory glance, Zhang Xian lost interest. Although the items here were rare and strange, useful ones were few.

"Trading meetings are different from auctions."

Jun Wuhen explained, "Most people come to trading meetings to try their luck. If they don’t find a buyer, they waste some time. If they do, they might hit the jackpot. We Ancient Martial Artists may not have jobs, but we have money. If we find something good, we won’t hesitate to buy, so the items are all mixed up."

Qiu Yun nodded, "Exactly. Many stall owners don’t even know what they’re selling. They’re hoping to find someone who knows the value."

"Let’s go take a look."

Zhang Xian nodded and walked along the stalls, scanning each one with his divine sense.

He was different from the Ancient Martial Artists, who needed to look at each item and figure out if it was of any use to them. A simple scan from him could quickly tell the value of the items on the stalls.

Compared to Cultivators, Ancient Martial Artists had much narrow needs. They didn’t know how to integrate all the miscellaneous items.

Ancient Martial Artists wouldn’t generally know arts like Alchemy or Weapon Forging.

The former was manageable for some Ancient Martial Artists as they could use external forces to accomplish it. The latter, however, was beyond their capabilities and had to be left to the blacksmiths.

The so-called weapons created by blacksmith masters cannot compare to those refined. They aren’t the same concept.

It also seems like modern martial artists aren’t like they used to be, each one holding a weapon in hand. Society has changed now; even weapons have been put aside.

After all, running around wielding swords is quite dangerous.

After walking for a while, Zhang Xian suddenly asked in confusion, "I’m curious, is there a necessity for this trade meeting to exist? It looks like it is all useless stuff!"

"Haha...."

Qiu Yun laughed heartily, "Didn’t I tell you that coming here is entirely dependent on luck?"

Jun Wuhen also laughed, "You probably don’t know the origin of this trading meeting, do you? There was no such activity before. I’ve heard that an ancient martial arts practitioner bought an unremarkable piece of scrap metal at an insignificant stall before. After obtaining a powerful martial arts secret manual from it, the trading fair gradually took shape. It’s all about finding hidden treasures."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xian felt more at ease.

He originally thought that there would be some really valuable items here. Instead, it was filled with all sorts of odd trinkets, and even some strange plants.

"Folks, magical weapons, come take a look."

Suddenly, a stall owner started calling out, "My knife slices through iron like mud, it’s definitely a good product."

"Really slices through iron like mud?"

Upon hearing this, several people surrounded the stall, curiously looking on.

Zhang Xian, Jun Wuhen, and others also arrived at the stall, looking with keen interest.

The magical weapon being sold was a dagger, all black and shiny, about thirty centimeters long, and it looked very ordinary.

"Does this dagger really slice through iron like mud?" a middle-aged man asked.

"Well... saying it slices through iron like mud might be a bit of an exaggeration, it’s not that easy. However, this dagger can definitely cut through iron, I can show you right here."

The stall owner chuckled, picked up an iron rod as thick as a thumb from the stall, and swung the dagger at it with force.

To the surprise of the crowd, the iron rod broke, the cut was very smooth, it wasn’t forcibly snapped by brute force, but rather the dagger was so sharp it could completely cut through the hard iron rod.

"You see, come and have a look at this dagger."

After cutting the iron rod, the stall owner held the dagger up for everyone to see, "Now there is not a single nick on the blade, the material used is many times stronger than the iron rod, it’s definitely a good product."

"This dagger is pretty good!" Jun Wuhen commented.

Zhang Xian asked, "Are you interested in it? I think it’s just okay."

"Not really."

Jun Wuhen said, "Although I also want a weapon, it’s not very convenient to carry around all the time. Also, there’s no need to spend big money on it."

Having heard this, Zhang Xian couldn’t help but laugh.

Indeed, in today’s society, carrying a sword around could easily get you invited for a chat by the relevant departments. Despite their power, ancient martial artists were never above the law.

The middle-aged man who spoke earlier asked, "How much for this dagger?"

The stall owner held up two fingers, "Two million, not a penny less. I brought it here assuming there would be knowledgeable buyers. If I sold it as an antique, this dagger would not be cheap."

"Make it cheaper!"

The middle-aged man started to bargain. "One penny less" was clearly a bluff.

Zhang Xian had no interest in the dagger, and since he was not planning to refine weapons for now. Seeing the two haggle, he turned and continued walking along the stalls.

After a while, he suddenly stopped, turned his head to look in a certain direction.

An old man was staring at him with a gloomy face, his gaze as cold and ruthless as a venomous snake’s.

"This old geezer really is a tough character."

Zhang Xian remembered this old man. He was the innate expert whose hand was destroyed in the restaurant yesterday. For innate experts, healing a broken bone took a bit of time, but it was not the same for an innate expert.

With internal strength to assist, things like bone fractures can recover in a day. Unless, his arm was completely severed.

"What’s the matter? Do you have a grudge with that guy?"

An old man suddenly walked up to Fu Yunfeng and asked with a smile.

Fu Yunfeng turned his head to see several people standing on his side, and asked, "Who are you?"

Xie Wuming smiled, "Who we are isn’t important, what’s important is that all of us have a grudge against that kid. The enemy of an enemy is naturally our friend."

"Damn Xie Wuming."

Zhang Xian’s face darkened when he saw Xie Wuming, Jiao Long, and Wu Que approaching the old man.

However, he was not worried. With Jun Wuhen there, they also had a three-on-three. The fight hadn’t started yet, so it was still uncertain who would win!

"Zhang Xian..."

Duan Hong suddenly grabbed Zhang Xian’s arm, "Xie Wuming and those guys are teaming up with that old man. If they join forces, can you guys handle them?"

"Shouldn’t be a problem."

Zhang Xian smiled, "Elder Sister Hong, Elder Sister Yulan, when we go back later, you three should go to Sunset Town with Elder Sister Cheng and Zhu Qing. It seems a bit unsafe here for now, you should go and hide."

Duan Hong frowned, "Are you telling us to go because you’re not confident?"

"It’s not that I’m not confident." Zhang Xian said, "It’s because I’m somewhat worried about you guys being here. They are, after all, innate experts; when they burst out, the lethal power is no joke."

Jun Wuhen glanced at Duan Hong, then at Zhang Xian, and chuckled, "Miss, don’t worry, now Zhang Xian is my brother, I’m planning to cling to his coattails! If a real fight breaks out, Old Man Qiu and I will certainly help. There are only three innate experts on their side. A three on three, they may not fare well. So feel free to go to Sunset Town."