Chapter 127: One-armed Old Man (2/2)

“Spending 40 gold coins just to buy a fake, this little brother is really forthright!”

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This group of people were afraid that the world wouldn’t burn, and they laughed till the point where the daoist-robed young man became lividly pale, revealing his murderous intent. His two palms turned into fists as he ferociously stepped towards the one-armed old man. This old man was too much of a fraud; 400,000 bronze coins was his entire savings.

The one-armed old man quickly held onto his storage bag while speaking: “I have already said that my small store only does small deals and no returns once we’ve made a deal. Little Brother, you have already agreed to this.”

Even though the young man was furious, but in front of so many people, it was not convenient for him to make a move. He simply glared harshly at the old man and thought about waiting until everyone left, then he would take care of him.

While everyone was still laughing loudly, Feng Feiyun squatted down to check out the items displayed on the ground.

“Daniu, it is clear that this old man is a fraud. It is better not to look at these items.” Liu Qinsheng spoke to remind Feng Feiyun.

Initially, the onlookers all intended to leave, but after seeing Feng Feiyun carefully selecting the items on the ground, these people immediately stayed behind.

They didn’t expect that someone else would dare to buy items from this one-armed old man. It seemed like this youngster was also a naive person and will be fooled badly. The daoist-robed young man was a clear example of losing money.

“Check it out! Another one caught, hee hee.”

“This boy is dressed in rags, I’m sure he won’t have anything at all.”

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The one-armed old man naturally saw that Feng Feiyun was a poor-as-dirt man as well, but after all, he was still a customer. Might as well scam him for as much as possible.

The daoist-robed young man also stayed behind, standing next to Feng Feiyun, with a gloating glint in his eyes. He only wished that it would be best if Feng Feiyun was swindled even worse than him.

Feng Feiyun naturally didn’t care about the clamoring of those around him. He took one turn looking at everything on the ground before finally shaking his head and sighed, then he stood up, wanting to leave.

The one-armed old man immediately became anxious, so he quickly cried out: “Little Brother, don’t go ah! If you like any treasure, then just tell me straight. We can then negotiate the price!”

Feng Feiyun suddenly stopped and squatted back down again. He picked up a stone as big as a human head and said: “There is an endless spirit energy growing inside this stone, it is absolutely a heaven and earth’s great treasure.”

Feng Feiyun raised it up with both hands, then he smelled it and — once again — nodded his head to say: “The aura of a god is so thick, could this be a divine stone from the Immortal World that fell down!”

This stone was completely ordinary and mediocre with a tawny shade along with a loose, grainy, and coarse texture. There was green moss growing on it, and it was picked up by the one-armed old man earlier along the street to press down on the piece of cloth of his vendor’s stand.

However, Feng Feiyun was praising it as if it was extremely magical like a natural treasure born from the heaven and earth.

Everyone had a curious gaze on their face. The ones with extraordinary vision unleashed a ray of light from their eyes, wanting to see through the profoundness of the stone, but they all shook their heads in disappointment in the end.

It was truly ordinary!

This was just a common piece of yellowstone.

Even the one-armed old man was slightly taken back. He especially looked at the stone again but couldn’t find anything special about it.

It seemed like this kid was a dumbass!

This piece of yellowstone was not even worth one bronze coin, yet someone was considering it as a treasure. The old man was naturally delighted and smiled: “Little Brother is truly a discerning connoisseur… The origin of this stone is really frightening. Legends has it that a paragon sat on it to become enlightened in the dao, and he ascended to the heavens. If Little Brother really wants to buy it wholeheartedly, then I will sell it to you for twenty bronze coins.”

The old man didn’t dare to name too high of a price since he was afraid that Feng Feiyun would be scared straight and run away.

All of the cultivators nearby began to snigger; this old fart was beginning to trick people again. Wanting to sell this useless stone for twenty bronze coins — truly a robbery.