Celestial Refining Divine Scripture-Chapter 115 - 113: I Won’t Let You Get Away
Xu Yang and the stall owner both looked toward the newcomer.
Lo Feng bared his teeth in a grin at Xu Yang, flashing two rows of white teeth.
"Mr. Xu, what a coincidence."
"I was here first."
"Hand over the goods."
Xu Yang pretended to look pissed off.
The stall owner didn’t really get it, but still said honestly, "Eighteen thousand high-grade barbarian gold!"
"I’ll pay twenty thousand!" Lo Feng didn’t hesitate.
"I’ll pay twenty-three thousand!" Xu Yang immediately followed up, glaring furiously.
"Twenty-five thousand!"
Lo Feng sneered, "This spirit elixir—I’m taking it today!"
"Thirty thousand!"
Xu Yang stared at the stall owner, "Hand over the spirit elixir!"
The stall owner was stunned for a few seconds, gulped nervously as he looked at the two, and said, "Highest price gets it!"
"Fifty thousand!"
Lo Feng gritted his teeth and followed up.
He didn’t even know what the spirit elixir was for, but he’d been told—whatever Xu Yang wanted, don’t let him buy it!"
Hearing "fifty thousand," the stall owner almost went mad with joy; he couldn’t help screaming inside: Keep going, raise it more!"
But then he suddenly remembered what Xu Yang said before about "making a killing"?
Could it be?
"Eighty thousand!"
Xu Yang’s face turned as black as thunder, glaring viciously at Lo Feng!
Even Lo Feng was startled by that number!
Eighty thousand high-grade barbarian gold—that’s enough to buy something a Yang Realm martial artist would use for training.
What the hell is this thing...
"Well what, out of money?" Seeing Lo Feng in a daze, Xu Yang scoffed.
"Bullshit!"
Lo Feng’s face flushed red and he spat viciously, "A hundred thousand!"
At that moment, the stall owner was so happy he almost fainted!
All the stuff at his stall added together wasn’t worth a hundred thousand!
"Goddamn."
A fierce murderous glint flashed in Xu Yang’s eyes.
Sensing the scene, Lo Feng started grinning smugly, "Out of cash, eh? Hahaha."
"Give me the spirit elixir!"
He instantly handed over a storage ring, scared Xu Yang would snatch it away.
The stall owner glanced at Xu Yang, a bit sorry for him.
At that moment, remembering what Xu Yang said earlier—how could he not figure it out?
Shit, that Qian guy did this on purpose!
But damn if he hadn’t made a fortune!
He pretended to hesitate, making Lo Feng nearly lose his temper, so Lo Feng snatched the spirit elixir right away.
Deal’s done!
But when he felt it out, he could tell even a Yang Realm martial artist wouldn’t fancy this spirit elixir, and yet it went for an insane price!
Lo Feng’s heart ached!
"Congrats!"
The fury on Xu Yang’s face suddenly vanished, replaced by a wicked smile. He pointed at the Moon Spirit Flower and said, "Eight thousand barbarian gold, right? Count it!"
He handed over eight thousand high-grade barbarian gold.
"What?"
Lo Feng’s eyes went wide, utterly stunned by Xu Yang’s move.
He stared hard at Xu Yang’s face, then at the Moon Spirit Flower, and swallowed hard.
Don’t tell me... that was what he really wanted?
"Bastard!" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
Lo Feng nearly blew up, forced down his rage, and snapped, "Dream on! I bid ten thousand!"
The stall owner’s hand trembled as he picked up the Moon Spirit Flower, his face twisted with excitement!
He looked pitifully at Xu Yang, "Kid, you—"
"Fifty thousand!"
Xu Yang’s face went cold and blank. "I don’t believe you’ve even got that much barbarian gold left!"
"..."
Lo Feng’s mouth hung open—he felt the air go cold, nearly suffocating!
He knew the Moon Spirit Flower, of course!
It was only worth about eight thousand!
But in a flash, the price shot to fifty thousand!
Son of a bitch!
He’s bluffing me!
Lo Feng narrowed his eyes, sneering, "I’m not gonna fight over a Moon Spirit Flower with you, buy a dozen if you want—it’s useless!"
Even a dozen Moon Spirit Flowers wouldn’t let Xu Yang break through in just seven days!
Xu Yang didn’t even glance at Lo Feng and just took out fifty thousand high-grade barbarian gold!
The nearby stall owners’ eyes went bloodshot watching this.
"Bro, come check my stuff, see if there’s anything you need!"
The next-door stall owner just couldn’t take it anymore.
He was so jealous his guts were tying themselves in knots!
The middle-aged stall owner shot him an annoyed glare, then stared hopefully at Xu Yang, as if to say: Bro, keep going! Don’t stop now!
This Chapter actually left Lo Feng conflicted.
He tried to catch even a hint of something off in Xu Yang’s face.
But he saw nothing!
"What’s so special about the Moon Spirit Flower anyway?"
No matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn’t figure it out.
Watching the Moon Spirit Flower fall into Xu Yang’s hands, there was a glint of barely hidden joy in Xu Yang’s eyes—Lo Feng’s pupil shrank.
"Wait!"
"Sixty thousand, my offer!"
He finally went all in.
Better to believe it than miss something good!
Maybe, it’s not that the Moon Spirit Flower itself is special, but there’s a hidden secret with this very plant!
Right, he’s got those Cangxu Divine Eyes!
That’s gotta be it!
Smack!
Lo Feng slammed a storage ring on the table, glaring at Xu Yang in open challenge.
The stall owner’s eyes were red, "Bro, he’s bidding sixty thousand!"
Xu Yang frowned, "First come, first served; the deal’s done!"
"No way. I’m not selling. Give the Moon Spirit Flower back!" The stall owner panicked.
"So that was it—first come first served, huh?"
Lo Feng suddenly got it, sneered with disdain, "Don’t forget, this is Barbarian territory!"
Swoosh!
He flashed a token, glared at the stall owner, and said, "I’m the Captain of the Royal Court Guards. I warn you—don’t sell anything here to him!"
The stall owner’s face changed. He got up and walked out, fixing Xu Yang with a cold stare: "Give the Moon Spirit Flower back!"
"You guys... you’ve gone too far!" Xu Yang shouted angrily.
"That’s right, we’re picking on you Qian bastards!"
The stall owner was utterly dismissive.
Lo Feng was smug as hell—seeing Xu Yang so worked up, even the pain over his own loss faded away a bunch.
Xu Yang gritted his teeth, threw a cold glance at Lo Feng, tossed down the Moon Spirit Flower, took his barbarian gold, and turned to leave!
"Hey, my sixty thousand barbarian gold!" The stall owner slapped the Moon Spirit Flower into Lo Feng’s hand.
Lo Feng’s eyes bulged, "I don’t want to buy it anymore!"
The stall owner snapped, "Like hell you don’t—you think being a Royal Court Guard makes you something special? Believe me, I’ll call the court enforcers over!"
"You..."
Lo Feng’s fists clenched in anger, but in the end, he obediently forked over sixty thousand barbarian gold!
After getting the Moon Spirit Flower, he examined it closely, but still couldn’t find anything unusual.
"Impossible—with my Yin Realm Perfection cultivation, even if there’s something weird I should sense something, right?"
Lo Feng felt awful, but Xu Yang’s last move didn’t seem fake—it looked like he’d truly been enraged and left.
"Something’s not right. Gotta get a Yang Realm expert to check this."
...
An hour later.
Xu Yang dodged all attention, lost Lo Feng, and appeared in an alley on the side of Dongfu Street.
Soon enough, a middle-aged barbarian with a face flushed red came walking over.
"We meet again."
The middle-aged man suddenly turned his head, pupils contracting. "It’s you!"
Xu Yang said playfully, "Did I shortchange you?"
The middle-aged man licked his lips; his joy was about to burst out—today’s profit could rival a month’s earnings!
One hundred and sixty thousand high-grade barbarian gold, and only two items on his stall were sold!
That’s enough to buy a ton of resources for his own cultivation, and let him party for three days and nights at Flower Barbarian Tower!
"Hehe, my acting wasn’t bad either!"
The middle-aged man tooted his own horn, even feeling a bit sorry for that unlucky sap!
"How many Moon Spirit Flowers do you have?" Xu Yang put away his grin, voice turning serious.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man sighed, "That guy’s Royal Court Guard Captain. He told me not to sell you anything again—I can’t afford to cross a Royal Court Guard Captain!"
