Chapter 112 (1/2)

On the grand gate, there are three big words with magnificent atmosphere, the capital of nine kings.

Qin Yu and Chu Xinyan stand in front of the city gate. Qin Yu can't help sighing about the magnificence of the nine King capitals, and then he follows Chu Xinyan into the nine King capitals.

Although Tianqiu city and jiuwangdu are neighboring cities, the distance between the two cities can not be said to be close. At least it took Qin Yu and Chu Xinyan five days to go from Tianqiu city to jiuwangdu.

Ten days later, it will be time for Jiantian pavilion to hold an auction, so Qin Yu and Chu Xinyan have not enough time.

”What are we going to do next?” Qin Yu looks at Chu Xinyan and asks.

Chu Xinyan frowned and replied to Qin Yu, ”we have to find out from some places whether the auction of Jiantian pavilion has the pills we need. If not, it's a waste of time to come here.”

”Where shall we go for information?”

”You come with me.”

With that, Chu Xinyan took Qin Yu and walked toward the capital of nine kings.

Jiuwangdu is obviously much more prosperous than Tianqiu city. The gorgeous streets and buildings all highlight the abundant financial resources here.

The square city in the capital of nine Kings is also quite noisy. Qin Yu and Chu Xinyan mingle in the crowd. Chu Xinyan waits for Qin Yu to walk to a remote and narrow hut. It seems that she is not the first time she has come to jiuwangdu.

”I've been to jiuwangdu a few times. This is the largest underground black market of jiuwangdu. It's much faster to get information here than to ask one by one in the street, provided you give him enough reward.” Chu Xinyan said casually to Qin Yu.

The cottage is lit with dim yellow lights. It looks old-fashioned, but it is not deserted here. Many people stand inside and whisper something. It seems that the business here is quite good.

”I need to get a list of all the items at jiantiange auction in half a month.” Chu Xinyan came to a small counter and said to the man hiding under the linen robe.

”No A hoarse and low voice came from the darkness under the linen robe.

Chu Xinyan seemed to have expected that he would say so. She conjured up a bag of bulging gold coins in front of the counter and said to the Ma Pao man, ”I've brought enough money. Can you tell me now?”

”It's not about the money.” The tone of Ma Pao man seems a little discontented. Qin Yu can even imagine his frown under the Ma Pao.

”Jiantian Pavilion is very strict in guarding the secret of this matter. We haven't got any information, so you'd better take the money back.” A dry palm stretched out under the cuff of the hemp robe and pushed the bag of coins gently.

”No, take the money.” Chu Xinyan had no expression and said to him, ”if you get the news, come and tell me. You know where I live.”

As the voice dropped, Chu Xinyan took Qin Yu out.

”Do you know each other?” Qin Yu couldn't help asking curiously.

”I used to get information from him, and I got to know him when I came and went. This man is reliable in collecting money.” Chu Xinyan replied.

Qin Yu and Chu Xinyan were about to leave the house when a voice came from behind. They stopped them. To be exact, they should have stopped Chu Xinyan.

”Just a moment, miss.” A young voice came from behind. Chu Xinyan turned around and saw a smiling young man walking towards him.

”Who are you?” Chu Xinyan is always a little wary of strangers, especially here, where the nine kings are mixed up.

”I laugh at home, laugh at heaven.” This is how the youth introduced himself.