Chapter 13 - Blood Spirit (1/2)

“Never thought I’d make a mistake.”

The stall owner was carrying his bag while walking along a remote alley. He didn’t talk, just sighed as he walked.

But then a voice came from behind, “Owner, please wait.”

He stopped with a startle and looked to see Zhuo Fan walking over.

“You’re the one from before…” He recognized Zhuo Fan. It was him who showed everyone his black jade was fake.

“Is there something you need?”

“Ha-ha-ha, owner, I like your black jade and will pay ten spirit stones for it.” Zhuo Fan laughed, taking glances at the man’s bag.

After some muttering, the owner looked oddly at Zhuo Fan, “Mister, you know this stone is fake, so why pay 10 spirit stones? The lady said it was worth 3.”

Shaking his head, Zhuo Fan added, “Even if it is fake, it can still pass off for the real thing. I might be able to sell it as a black jade.”

“Oh, I see. You want to trick others into buying it.” The owner nodded in understanding then scanned around, “Since this is the case, things are different now, it is worth much more than just 10 spirit stones.”

“How much do you want then?” Zhuo Fan squinted with murderous intent.

“At least 50!” The owner showed his own sneaky side, “If not, I’ll just find my own target and sell it at a hundred.”

Thanks to Zhuo Fan’s reminder, the owner realized how rare were people who could tell the real black jade from fake. He could sell the fake himself and earn a fortune.

“Are you buying, or do I have to look elsewhere?”

Seeing Zhuo Fan’s expression, the owner knew he didn’t have that many spirit stones on him. But it was fine since he could sell it himself and dupe another in the process. He walked away.

“Wait!”

The moment he took the first step, a hand grabbed his shoulder like an iron claw, eliciting a shout of pain from the owner.

“Owner, don’t be too greedy.” Zhuo Fan warned.

“Humph, so what if I am? The black jade is mine and I’ll sell it at whatever price I want…”

His voice choked as a black Yuan Qi entered his body.

After his body turned black, a breeze scattered his dust into the wind.

Releasing his breath, Zhuo Fan felt his Yuan Qi grow a bit. He was a 1st layer Qi Condensation expert. The 7th layer Foundation Establishment owner hardly helped in increasing his power.

He just wanted to trade, but the owner had to be ruthless and force his hand.