Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God-Chapter 747 - It’s Just Junk

Several people approached a weapon stall, eyeing the surrounding weapons, but just then, a luxuriously dressed man accompanied by an old man and three attendants walked over.

The man wore a white shirt with a delicate badge on his chest, engraved with a soaring eagle pattern that exuded a sense of power and dominance, filled with a chilling, menacing aura.

As soon as this man appeared, he directly approached the stall and smiled slightly, "Owner, bring out your best weapons!"

Upon hearing this, the owner's face instantly surged with a smile, hastily responding respectfully, "Yes, yes, please wait a moment, I'll get it right away!"

The owner dashed into the house, and within a short while, came running out with four boxes.

"These are the four finest weapons in our store, please have a look!"

As he said that, he opened the first box, revealing a blue spear inside. The spearhead was cone-shaped, with an unmatched sharp point, still stained with a trace of fresh blood. Under the light, it reflected flashes of cold light.

Gao Quan's gaze was instantly attracted to the blue spear; his eyes lit up, unable to hide his fondness.

"This spear is called the Blue Flood Dragon Spear, and it is the treasure of our store. The shaft is crafted entirely from millenary profound iron."

"The spear's attack power is quite impressive. It can easily break through some defensive Spiritual Artifacts, and the spearhead has a special effect: once it pierces an enemy's body, it can completely destroy the enemy's soul, turning it to ashes!"

"This spear is priced at 1.5 billion!"

On hearing this, Ye Ling felt a wave of dizziness; the price of 1.5 billion was indeed terrifying. Ordinary people probably couldn't afford it.

"Heh, it's just trash from millenary profound iron, not even worth a second glance from this young master." The luxurious man scoffed arrogantly.

The owner was taken aback and, with a bitter smile, put two of the boxes on the ground, then opened the last one. A red sword appeared, instantly catching everyone's eyes.

This sword was two feet long, with the blade exhibiting rainbow colors and the tip glittering with an enchanting sheen. The hilt was engraved with a lifelike flame phoenix, looking extraordinarily splendid. freewebnσvel.cѳm

As the sword was revealed, an intense heat abruptly erupted, making the air around it boil, with even sparks flying, leaving Ye Ling and the others in shock.

Zhe Xiaoyu saw the sword and was instantly captivated, unable to look away.

"This sword is called the Flame Sword, forged from Red Flame Divine Wood, rich in fire elements, and is a rare treasure."

The luxurious man nodded, "This sword is passable!"

Ye Ling felt as though crows flew past before his eyes, finding it absurd that the treasure he deemed good was being disdained by someone else.

"How much for this sword?" the luxurious man asked.

"Fifty billion!" the owner replied.

"Fifty billion? That expensive?!"

"It's actually quite cheap." The luxurious man nodded, "This young master will take it!"

Seeing Xiao Yu's hopeful eyes, Ye Ling sighed deeply. He had thought that with three billion energy stones, he already qualified as a wealthy man, but compared to this person, he was utterly worthless!

"Young Master, we mustn't spend money recklessly anymore; after all, we have a mission to focus on!" the luxuriously dressed man's elderly companion reminded him.

Upon hearing the elder's words, the luxurious man nodded, "Old Uncle, I'll only buy this one, I won't purchase anything else!"

Hearing this, the elderly companion no longer protested and simply nodded in agreement.

Observing this, the luxurious man promptly stored away the Flame Sword and turned to leave.

Ye Ling watched the luxurious man's retreating back, a trace of gravity flashed through his eyes. He could clearly sense that the old uncle's attitude toward the luxurious man was extremely respectful, which was enough to prove that the identity of this luxurious man was definitely not simple!

"May I know what kind of weapon the two of you need?" the shop owner asked Ye Ling and his party.

Ye Ling did not answer but stared at the receding figure of the luxurious man, speaking with a hint of puzzlement.

"Boss, what's the status of that man? How can he be so wealthy?"

The boss seemed to be in a good mood after making a sale, "Did you notice the ancient-charactered Jade Pendant he had on his waist? He is a member of the ancient family from Telo City."

"This family is quite wealthy. It's said that whenever the people from the ancient family travel, they always carry a large number of energy stones."

"Not only him, but when young masters and mistresses from other families encounter difficult situations and need help, the distinguished families of Telo City pretty much all know these young masters and mistresses and will give them some face."

"So that's how it is." Ye Ling nodded and then glanced at Gao Quan's hopeful eyes, smiling slightly, "Boss, could you give a discount on that blue spear?"

The boss pondered for a moment, "Well, I'll sell it to you for 1.3 billion then!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Ling nodded, "Then, thank you, boss."

"Why be polite? I hope you'll come and support us more often in the future!" said the boss with a hearty laugh, then walked toward the shelves behind the counter.

Ye Ling didn't waste any more words and promptly stored the spear away, while Gao Quan held the Blue Flood Dragon Spear, unable to let it go, his excitement evident.

After leaving the weapons gallery, Ye Ling felt a mix of wanting to laugh and cry. Just after completing a mission, he felt like a wealthy person, but then this infuriating predicament arose.

Although the missions of these past few days had earned him a lot, the speed of spending money was becoming somewhat too exaggerated!

"Zhe Xiaoyu, you'll probably have to wait a little longer for your sword, as the price of that sword has exceeded my financial reach."

"After I find a suitable weapon, let's go shopping together!" Ye Ling said to Zhe Xiaoyu, who nodded obediently in response.

"Let's go, we should head up to the fifth-floor auction. The Frost Sword must be there!" said Ye Ling.

Ye Ling and his companions headed straight for the fifth floor and soon arrived. The decor on the fifth floor was similar to the other levels, with private boxes; the price for each box started at a minimum of one million.

Just by charging for the boxes, the black market was already making a fortune, not to mention the astronomical figures that the auctions themselves could bring in.

Soon, the group arrived at the entrance of a particular box, which bore a doorplate with a glittering gold numeral six, appearing as though it was inlaid with gold.