Shaan was shocked by the sudden change, his heart was throbbing like never before.
He felt the thrill was no less a first kiss.
But to his dismay, no matter what Shaan did, he couldn't communicate with the lotus petal suspended in the centre of his consciousness.
"Am I missing sothing?"
He racked his brain, trying to think of all possibilities.
"Since this thing is a unique treasure of the cultivation world, there must be sothing required as a stimulus..."
"What is the most important thing in this world that can provide energy?"
Suddenly, his eyes brighten up.
"Yes, how could I forget it?"
"It must be that damnn spirit stone for which I was beaten as soon as I transmigrated."
But with the sa montum, his eyes dimd.
"Where can I find that spirit stone?"
"It's still a month away to get that handyn disciple's guaranteed cultivation resource quota."
"Let's first clean myself."
Not thinking much, Shaan started changing his shabby clothes to a clean one, after taking a bath, he went to the sect's small marketplace.
Here many disciples and elders would sell countless miscellaneous things.
Since the cultivation resources provided by the sect were always a few spirit stones unless you were a core disciple, many fellow cultivators opened temporary stalls or did third-rate jobs in mortal cities.
As long as you didn't kill a fellow sect disciple without a reason or commit treason, the sect didn't bother to pay attention to what you did.
Shaan looked at each stall with a businessman-like look, trying to find where he could earn a free spirit stone.
He didn't have to wait long. Soon he found what he was looking for.
His footsteps rushed to a small stall.
Even if the stall was small, it still attracted an appreciable crowd.
There a man in black robes was shouting, "Co and try your luck, fellow practitioners!"
"All you have to do is tell in which hand I have the spirit stone!"
"You can pay after you win, don't worry about whether this young man will cheat after you win, all the people present here are the eyewitnesses."
The stall owner spoke loudly, his face was covered with a big smile, probably he had already amassed a lot of spirit stones in this way.
Shaan imdiately understood the rules of the gas, it was quite similar to the fake coin trick used by those scamrs to cheat tourists in his previous life.
Seeing no one co in front, the stall owner felt worried.
'Did I cheat too many people and now everyone is scared to play?'
'It seems I need to find a new trick to keep scamming.'
Just when he was about to give up, from the crowd Shaan ca forward.
"I will play. Let's get started."
"Okay!" The man with black robes was full of smiles.
'Haha, another foolish boy ca to give his spirit stones.'
Like so magic trick, the stall owner pulled a spirit stone from inside his robe and put it on the table, then with so exaggerated acting skills, he put two identical small boxes on the table.
"You need to guess in which box the spirit stone is after I finish shuffling!"
Without wasting any ti, he covered the spirit stone with one of the boxes and started shuffling on the table.
After a minute, he viciously looked at Shaan,
"Okay, now tell in which box the spirit stone is!"
The stall owner's face was full of contempt, thinking he was a naive boy.
Shaan smiled.
"Are we still pretending?"
"How can there be a spirit stone inside a box?"
"Didn't you secretly install a small hole in the back of the table and use it to smuggle the spirit stone out of our eyes when we were busy watching you shuffling?"
The stall owner's face was instantly drained of its original colours.
"What are you saying, I don't want to play today, I need to go ho urgently."
He shouted hysterically.
But how could Shaan give him this chance?
As a tourist who was once scamd, he learned the lesson the hard way.
When dealing with a scamr, you must catch them on the spot and make a scene, it is even better if you can beat the scamr, the law will always be on your side.
Shaan rushed and instantaneously lifted the two boxes.
To everyone's surprise, as soon as he lifted the two boxes, both were empty.
The most panicked person was without a doubt the stall owner.
Shaan went a step further and punched hard on the table.
Due to the violent impact, a small wooden piece fell leaving behind a sneaky hole.
"Is this how you cheated?"
Shaan's voice suddenly beca playful.
"Hurry and give that Spirt stone or I will make a scene."
"Don't think about running away or I will report you to the discipline committee, then you might end up spitting more than you chewed."
With a quick action, Shaan blocked his path of retreat.
"Don't dream!..... That is a middle-grade spirit stone which is equal to at least 100 low-grade spirit stones. I will never give it!"
The stall owner who was caught red-handed roared at the top of his lungs.
But he forgot Shaan was soone from the modern world, he had watched plenty of shaless people.
The only way to deal with such shaless people was to act even more shalessly.
The grip of Shaan's wrist on the stall owner's hand tightened as he started causing a commotion.
"Is there no righteousness left in the world?"
"A fellow disciple is openly cheating his peers so blatantly."
"Where are the discipline committee mbers? Are they going to let this perpetrator keep robbing innocent disciples?"
"I, Shaan, believe there are still many good people left in this sect that won't allow others to be bullied."
-Shaan sobbed pitifully.
His fake tears were enough to tighten the stall owner's heart.
He knew this boy was playing a snitch, but he was helpless.
Watching the growing crowd, he felt even more scared.
'Damn I need to run away fast or I might really be caught by those stingy discipline committee mbers.'
He knew as long as he ran away he could make a coback, but if he is caught and apprehended, he may have to cough up all his life's savings.
"Bastard! Don't think you have won! Rember, my na won't be Chu Fang if I don't take revenge on you!"
"This hatred is irreconcilable!"
Throwing the middle-grade Spirit stone towards Shaan, Chu Fang alarmingly ran away.
His footsteps were so hastened that he even forgot to close his stall.
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