With so many spirit stones in his hand, Shaan felt like a rich second generation.
For a long ti Shaan wanted to buy an overpowered sword, reading all those sword cultivation fantasy books before transmigrating had long filled his heart with envy, how could he miss this chance?
Even if he didn’t plan to beco a sword practitioner, having an impressive sword just to show off was enough.
With a hefty budget of about 25 middle-grade spirit stones in his spatial ring, in big strides, he moved towards the sect’s marketplace.
......
Perhaps it was bad luck, even after visiting almost all small shops, all Shaan could find were low-level trash weapons.
"It makes sense unless it’s so big shop or an auction house, who is willing to take out an excellent weapon just for sale sake."
With a heavy expression, Shaan felt confused.
"Do I have to once again go down the mountain?"
"If I rember correctly, in the mortal city where I bought rations previously, there was a big auction house, one can find almost everything there."
Unknowingly Shaan walked in front of the tallest building in the sect’s marketplace- Trade House, Shaan still vividly rembered how the receptionist kicked him out after sending so freebies.
Not to forget, he also felt a fear of death there, going by common sense, he should never visit that place again until he has sufficient strength.
"Damn, I should take my leave, this Trade House....even if you look at it from a distance it seems so gloomy and ominous."
"Who would even co to this place which kicks out custors for no reason!"
Exclaiming his inner dissatisfaction, just when Shaan was about to turn around and leave, soone blocked his way.
A woman with a veil on her face, wearing a dark black coloured robe that covered almost all her body, spoke hoarsely.
"Boy, it seems you don’t want to live anymore!"
"Last ti, my silly receptionist saved your ass, otherwise, do you think you can still walk freely after daring to threaten at my place?"
The voice of the mature woman was full of arrogance, there was an inexplicable pride and confidence in her deanour like she had the whole world in the palm of her hand.
"Oh, from where did this shady woman jump out from?"
Shaan spoke slowly, his face not showing the slightest of fear.
Feeling the increasing pressure on him, Shaan knew this woman surely had high cultivation, but so what?
"Are you threatening ? Did you forget which place this is?"
"Then let remind you again!"
"This is the Eternal Palace, the most righteous sect on this continent."
"Do you have the courage to kill here so openly and leave unscathed?"
Hearing Shaan’s words, the mysterious woman’s eyes twisted like a pair of knives.
She had to admit, this little brat’s words managed to provoke her.
Seeing her suddenly quiet figure, Shaan knew he had won the upper hand.
"Moreover, I don’t take people seriously who don’t even have the courage to show their face."
Shaan felt relieved after spitting out his inner frustration.
The woman just stood there in a daze with no words to refute.
How can an antique like her who had never fought online comnts on the Internet reply to Shaan’s relentless sneers?
She knew she had to change her strategy.
"Your na is Shaan, right?"
Taking a deep breath after calming her agitated emotions, she gently spoke.
"I was just strolling leisurely and by chance, saw you looking for an amazing sword."
"You should know supplies of such powerful weapons have always been limited."
"Even if you have money, because of the tight supply chain, unless you got connections, sotis it’s impossible to buy so stuff."
The mysterious woman showed a triumphant smile after saying her duplicitous words.
Contrary to what she expected, Shaan just inwardly sneered.
’Hmmm, dear stranger! It seems you don’t understand the power of money!’
’If 10 middle-grade spirit stones are not enough then give 100 if still not enough then 10000.....100000, still not enough then switch to high-grade spirit stones, as long as you can shake other person’s conscience, the temptation of money is always fatal!’
"What do you want to say?"
Although Shaan had guessed to so extent what she was planning, he still asked perfunctorily.
’Hmm, caught in my trap.’
She almost laughed out aloud, but with her sheer willpower, held back.
"My trade house has a special sword that costs around 1000 high-grade spirit stones, it’s one of a kind on the entire continent. As long as you can win a bet against , that sword will be yours."
She cleverly tried her best to incite Shaan’s greed.
"And what if I lose this bet?"
Shaan replied nonchalantly.
"Of course, you will have to pay with your life!"
"If you have guts then sign a life-death contract with ."
The woman laughed viciously.
Instead of faltering, Shaan just chuckled lightly
"But no matter how you look, if I lose I will be the one to lose my life, so I think we should change the rules."
Listening to this weak boy’s words, the mysterious woman felt amused,
"Huh, do you have any suggestions?"
Shaan knew the fish had taken the bait.
"It’s simple!"
"Let’s bet whether I can break through the transformation stage by the end of this week."
Feeling no response, Shaan once again spoke sarcastically.
"So you dare bet with ?....you coward, face-hiding woman!"
At first, she thought Shaan was joking, but both his tone and expression were damn serious.
Feeling his blind confidence, she almost doubted if sothing was fishy.
With a wave of her mind, she easily guessed Shaan’s current level.
Shaan’s proficiency in the concealing technique was still superficial to avoid strong people’s probing.
"Hmmm? Just Foundation Building third stage and still so arrogant in front of ? How audacious!"
"I have already checked, you lack both- talent as well as cultivation roots, unless you practise those evil demonic arts, even if you get so heaven-defying opportunity, there is no way you can cross an entire realm in just 6 days."
"Why would I dare not bet? When an overconfident guy like you is on your deathbed after failing a bet, it will be so fun to watch."
The woman laughed ruthlessly.
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