Chapter 87 - A Guardian Instrument (2/2)

“Yes! Yes! I’m a man of my words! Just pick up whatever you like!”

Zhang w.a.n.kui said, with a forced smile all over his face.

He agreed on it very quickly. On one hand, the witness was Director Guo Feng of antique appraisal center whom he couldn’t afford to offend; on the other hand, he had nothing valuable in the store. He did have a few fancy goods, but they were all well-hidden, and he was sure n.o.body could find them out.

Qin Haodong ignored Zhang w.a.n.kui and stepped into the antique store. He checked around and found all the goods fake. There wasn’t anything valuable in there.

With his strong intuition, he found Spiritual Qi was given out behind the wall, but the Qi was faint. He thought it was some aged antique which he didn’t care about at all.

What to take? Qin Haodong turned around and suddenly found Spiritual Qi overflowing in a corner of the wall. The concentration of the Spiritual Qi was a match of that of the Xuande Censer.

He strode over and found a wooden box in the corner, in which there were all kinds of broken bottles. Parts of the bottles had missed.

He traced the source of the Spiritual Qi and found an egg-sized piece of iron. It’s the source of the Spiritual Qi.

“That’s good stuff!” Qin Haodong grabbed the iron piece in his hand and looked overjoyed. He looked ten times happier than he was just now when he found the Xuande Censer.

Others might have no idea what it was, but he recognized it at a glance. It was a guardian instrument, which equaled a second life for its owner. Thus, it was priceless.

He sensed it with his spirit and found that the level of the instrument was satisfying. It could counter three strikes from cultivators in Golden Core realm and was a nice treasure for him to protect himself now.

He found himself wise to visit the Antique Row today. He had sold a Xuande Censer worth 30 million, and now he found a nice instrument to protect himself. The only pity was that he hadn’t found a proper magic instrument.

Zhang w.a.n.kui was following Qin Haodong, seeing him pick up a black iron piece out of his waste box. He was totally confused and wondered if that was something nice, too.

He had surely checked the stuff, and it was by no means an antique. He wondered what Qin Haodong would use it for.

“This is what I want!”

Qin Haodong flashed the piece of iron before Zhang w.a.n.kui and put it back in his pocket, and then he strode out of the store.

When he walked out of the door, he said good-bye to Qian Duoduo and Guo Feng, then he left here and kept looking for magic instruments.

He searched ten more stores and still failed to find what he wanted. At the moment, he heard a scream coming from behind.

The scream sounded so shrill that lots of people craned over there. Qin Haodong looked back, too, but he saw nothing.

But when he was turning back to watch, he ran into something. He turned around and found he had run into a short-hair young man. The young man fell back for a few steps, and an antique mirror fell on the ground.

This short-hair man was n.o.body else but Laosan. He was introduced here by the Fatty w.a.n.g. They had been waiting in the crowd for long because they envied Qin Haodong so much on the 30 million he had just earned. They swore that they had to rip some money off him.

Laosan had been following Qin Haodong since he left the store. It was his fellow that was screaming. Laosan ran into Qin Haodong so that he could take the chance to blackmail him.

“My mirror, my precious mirror.”

Laosan was a good actor. He picked up the mirror on the ground, then started wailing.

Qin Haodong had already known that the guy was trying to blackmail him. He thought to himself that there were so many traps in the Antique Row that he had run into two groups of frauds within one trip.

But instead of being angry, he stayed silent and watched Laosan’s show. The people around immediately gathered and wanted to see what was going on.

Laosan wailed for a while. He stood up and yelled to Qin Haodong fiercely when seeing Qin Haodong remaining silent, “Young man, you’ve broken my precious mirror, you have to pay for it!”

Qin Haodong was cooperating with him very well, and he asked, “OK, how much do you want?”

Laosan yelled, “30 million, not a penny less!”

The guy made Qin Haodong laugh. Qin Haodong knew that he must’ve seen him sell Xuande Censer, and he knew clearly how much money Qin Haodong had now.

He smiled and said, “Was it made of gold? But even a gold one isn’t worth 30 million.”

Laosan held the mirror in his hand and yelled like he was reasonable, “It was the mirror of Su Daji, the loved concubine of the last Emperor of the ancient Shang Dynasty. I was going to sell it if you hadn’t broken it.”

Qin Haodong smiled and said, “You’re so good at blackmailing. Su Daji? Why don’t you say it’s the mirror of the Heavenly Mother of G.o.d?”

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