Chapter 35.2 (1/2)

Book 2 - Fame SpreadsChapter 35.225 Mar 2017

When He Yiming slowly walked out from the street's opening, his face had gained its true appearance and even the body had completely reverted back to normal. As for the long gown on his body, he'd dumped it in some corner sometime along the way.

His figure faintly moved. The next moment, he was already inside one of the Yuan family's shops. The shop's a.s.sistant, who obviously recognized He Yiming, immediately struck a greeting.

He Yiming asked him to prepared a room where he could rest and further made him send someone to that antique shop along with the message for his eldest brother that he would be waiting here.

The servants in this shop naturally didn't dare be neglectful and immediately made all the arrangements.

After entering the room prepared for him, the first task He Yiming did was precisely to open that package.

Inside was a box made from gold and iron. There was an exquisite chain on the box.

He Yiming coldy snorted and gave a gentle pull to the chain. The chain immediately broke apart. For a powerful Xiantian cultivator such as him, such shackles wouldn't cause any complications even in the absence of a suitable key.

The box opened, revealing a round object wrapped in a cotton cloth.

With his brows faintly creased, He Yiming tore the cotton cloth, revealing a dark and seemingly devoid of l.u.s.ter, black stone.

Upon seeing this black stone, his expression turned into one of disbelief.

This time's encounter with Fan Vastmoon was a complete accident. Originally, He Yiming had no greed for such a treasure. He'd merely thought of Fan Vastmoon's repulsive behaviour previously when he'd decided to leave a lesson of reaping what you sow for the latter.

However, he could never have possibly imagined that this box contained such a treasure.

His movements immediately slowed down, becoming soft and gentle.

Before knowing what this box contained, he didn't have much expectations in his mind. For a Xiantian cultivator, ordinary objects held no value.

However, upon seeing the object inside, he immediately turned cautious, and at the same time, also understood why this object was deemed as the most precious treasure on the corpse.

This dark stone, which seemed completely ordinary, was actually the same Magnetic Steel Source He Yiming had obtained from Ting Liferay.

For an ordinary person, this object didn't hold much use. At the same time, due to this object's rarity, ordinary people also couldn't identify it.

However, for a Xiantian expert, especially those who had yet to form their weapons, this object was simply priceless and couldn't be bought with mere money.

As he estimated the weight of this stone, a wide smile emerged on his face. The size of this stone was so big that it defied his expectations- almost double the size of the stone given to him by Ting Liferay.

Sucking in a deep breath, He Yiming put the stone back in the box.

This time's fortunate encounter actually allowed him to obtain such a big chunk of Magnetic Steel Source.

It was hard to imagine what kind of character that deceased must have been to have such a treasure act as his funerary item. In any case, since he understood the worth of this treasure, it could be a.s.sumed that he, at least, wouldn't be a nameless person.

Such a big chunk of Magnetic Steel Source could certainly make the refining of the remaining two sections of his chopper possible.

However, the biggest problem before him now was that he didn't have a suitable Jadestone furnace.

He didn't know how much time he'd spent alone in the room before a sound of hurriedly approaching footsteps came from outside. He Yitian's image immediately appeared in He Yiming's mind.

After a few moments, the room's door was opened. As expected, it was He Yitian along with Yuan Lixuan.

The two were talking and smiling. Hearing for a few moments, He Yiming's face turned rather awkward. From their conversation, it seemed that the trick he'd pulled on Fan Vastmoon had already been heard by them and was also spreading around. What He Yiming found even more ridiculous was that this Fan Vastmoon precisely belonged to the Fan family that stood against the Yuan family. It was not surprising in the least that while mentioning this subject, Yuan Linxuan's entire face exuded schadenfreude.

He Yiming walked out. They then immediately left for the Yuan manor outside the town.

As for the extra, small package on He Yiming's body, n.o.body paid any attention to it since n.o.body could a.s.sociate that forty year old man with He Yiming.

”Idiot! What have you done? Who told you to go to the antique shop?”

A furious voice echoed in the Fan family. This voice was extremely substantive and carried an oppressive aura- evidently a voice coming from the mouth of an individual habitual of ordering people around.