Urban God-level Youth
Chapter 927 - 927: Red Cloud Sect

Qin Hao listened to the shouts and looked at the stalls, indeed there were things there, and they looked exquisite and had a sense of age.

Of course, good stuff has appeared here before too, sellers not recognizing the value ended up selling them at very low prices, only to regret deeply afterwards upon learning their true worth.

After watching for a while, Qin Hao found a few general stores and sold his things, exchanging them for over a thousand Spirit Stones.

The demon cores were quite valuable, Chu Jianglong and five others had killed many formidable beasts.

Having sold his items, Qin Hao wandered around the marketplace. The stalls were selling everything: cultivation techniques, divine skills, magical artifacts, divine weapons, spirit grass, materials, and more.

Qin Hao passed by stall after stall, eventually stopping in front of one.

"Mister, fancy anything you see?" A slim-faced middle-aged man asked from behind the stall.

Qin Hao pointed at a silver collar on the stall: "What is this?"

"Ah, young man, you have a keen eye, spotting my stall's treasure in one glance. To be honest, I discovered this treasure in an Immortal's residence, it's suspected to be an ancient Immortal Artifact, the Vajra Bracelet!" The stall owner said with a smile.

Qin Hao's head was full of black lines, an ancient Immortal Artifact, Vajra Bracelet? You really dare claim anything.

"How much?"

The stall owner smiled, "Brother, you're a discerning person. I won't cheat you, take it away for ten thousand Spirit Stones. Treasures should complement heroes, and I can see Brother has an extraordinary presence, truly a dragon among men, this treasure is a perfect match for you."

"Ten thousand Spirit Stones? Do you really take me for a fool? This isn't even a low-grade magical artifact, more like a one-time-use magical item." Qin Hao said, looking at him with disdain.

The stall owner smiled awkwardly: "Indeed, you are a discerning person. This bracelet is a one-time defensive magical item, capable of releasing a protective shield. It's a superior defensive magical item. If you truly want it, take it for a thousand Spirit Stones."

Qin Hao: "One hundred Spirit Stones, not one more, look at this bracelet, it's cracked, probably unusable even once."

The stall owner hesitated, then said: "Please, sir, add a bit more, one hundred Spirit Stones is truly too little."

Qin Hao's eyes glanced at an object resembling jade next to the bracelet: "Is this also an ancient Immortal Artifact? How much for it?"

The stall owner heard his sarcastic remark, his expression remained unfazed, he smiled at the item Qin Hao mentioned, a palm-sized black jade with various dents and bumps.

He laughed and said: "Sir, this item I acquired from someone else, if you want it along with the bracelet, give me three hundred Spirit Stones."

Qin Hao's goal was the black jade stone. He feigned hesitation: "Three hundred it is, then."

With that, Qin Hao placed three hundred Spirit Stones on the stall, which the stall owner immediately took.

Qin Hao reached out and grabbed both items in his hand.

Then suddenly a voice rang out: "Stop."

Both the stall owner and Qin Hao turned to see a group dressed in splendid attire walking towards the stall. Among them, Qin Hao recognized a familiar face, the first genius of the younger generation of the Pang Family, Pang Yi.

Including the woman, Lan Sihui from the Lan Family, who once spoke on Qin Hao's behalf.

Enemies meeting face to face, emotions ran high, Pang Yi looked uncomfortable upon seeing Qin Hao. Lan Sihui and the others had seen Qin Hao's image before, so they recognized him as well.

Qin Hao looked at the one who had just spoken, "Is there a problem?"

"I want that black jade stone in your hand for ten thousand Spirit Stones," the person said, speaking to Qin Hao casually.

The stall owner was in shock upon hearing the offer, ten thousand Spirit Stones? He quickly turned to Qin Hao: "Brother, I can't sell that black jade stone anymore. I'll return your three hundred Spirit Stones."

Qin Hao glanced at him indifferently: "The transaction is already complete, even if you give me ten thousand Spirit Stones, I still wouldn't sell it."

"Brother, can we discuss this? This item is useful to me. Please name your price," the leading man said to him.

Qin Hao: "Sorry, I don't want to sell it."

"Five thousand Spirit Stones, how about that? This price isn't low," the well-dressed man continued.

The stall owner was shocked at the price, five thousand Spirit Stones, five thousand Spirit Stones!

Qin Hao still shook his head. The man clenched his teeth and said: "Ten thousand Spirit Stones, this price is already very high."

The stall owner almost fainted, ten thousand Spirit Stones, ten thousand Spirit Stones! What the heck is this black jade stone?

"Sorry, Brother, I also need this," Qin Hao said, intending to turn and leave.

At this moment, Pang Yi spoke: "Qin Hao, don't be ungrateful. This is a senior brother from the Red Cloud Sect, ten thousand Spirit Stones, what more do you want? Don't be greedy."

The three from the Red Cloud Sect did not stop Pang Yi from speaking. They were also displeased with Qin Hao, a mere cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refinement, daring to refuse them repeatedly. Truly ungrateful.

If not for the consideration of the Red Cloud Sect's reputation, that person would have taken it by force long ago.

Because the black jade stone in Qin Hao's hand was a type of talisman, and it was likely an extremely famous Sword Intent Talisman. As for which level of master left the Sword Intent, that remained unknown.

However, being able to leave Sword Intent in a talisman meant that at the very least, it had to be grandmaster-level Sword Intent. Such items could sell for hundreds of thousands to millions in larger cities.

That was the price for grandmaster-level Sword Intent. If it were of a higher level, it would be worth millions, tens of millions, and could not be bought even if one had money.

...

Qin Hao turned to look at Pang Yi: "Do you want to be trampled underfoot like a dead dog again?"

Pang Yi's face instantly became extremely embarrassed.

Nie Feng of the Red Cloud Sect heard this and looked at Pang Yi, curious: "Junior Brother Pang, what's this about?"

Pang Yi's face flushed red. How could he explain this? But Nie Feng had asked, and after hesitating a bit, he said: "Senior Brother Nie, this person killed my brother a few days ago, injured me badly, and extorted thirty thousand Spirit Stones from the Pang family."

Nie Feng's expression hardened: "Such acts, how are they any different from robbery? Our Red Cloud Sect, as a reputable sect, should support justice. Such cultivators we must punish."

After speaking, he looked at Qin Hao, "Will you come with us back to the Red Cloud Sect, or shall I take action to bring you back?"

Pang Yi reminded him from the side: "Senior Brother Nie, this person is a body cultivator with strong power. Even my father suffered losses against him."

Nie Feng raised an eyebrow, a body cultivator? "Is that so? I've always heard body cultivators are powerful. Today, I'll see for myself."

As an elite disciple of the Red Cloud Sect, Nie Feng's strength had already reached the Postnatal Middle Stage. This outing was to gain experience with his uncle and others.

Regarding these Loose Cultivators outside, as a disciple of the esteemed Red Cloud Sect, he felt a deep disdain.

Although Pang Yi said his father suffered losses to Qin Hao, Nie Feng didn't take it to heart, for he was confident he could crush Pang Yi's father.

Being a disciple of a major sect, his cultivation technique, divine skills, and magical items were beyond what the Pang Family could compete with.