The young man, his accessories jingling, threw a weight, which landed squarely on the table with a loud "bang".
Then, in a long tone, he said, "Young man, you must understand that cost and price are not the same thing. Everything in the world has a price, and there are always people who can afford it. But the word cost requires people to give up something, and everyone happens to have something they cannot give up."
He sat down upright, and the smile on his face gradually became a faint smile, showing a sense of calmness.
"Young man, are you ready to lose something?"
Hua Wanchi said frankly, "I cannot give up my loved ones. Even if I give up my gold, silver, and money, they will come back eventually, so it is not considered lost. And I must cherish my life with all my heart. What exactly do you want me to give up?"
The young man smiled calmly and said, "Of course, what you are talking about are indeed the three things that people in this world cannot do without. But if you can give up these three things, then these things will not be considered a price."
Hua Wanchi asked: "Then what do you need me to lose?"
The young man leisurely picked up the manual, flipping through a few pages. He said, "This sword manual is about a martial art that's almost lost in the martial arts world. When its last successor was still alive, his swordsmanship was world-renowned. This is a very powerful manual. Even if you only achieve a small degree of mastery, you can still roam freely in the martial arts world with your swordsmanship."
"If you want it, you must never display this martial art in front of others. Once someone recognizes your swordsmanship, your tendons and veins will be broken and all your martial arts skills will be lost."
Hua Wanchi couldn't help but ask, "Then what's the point of me getting this martial art?"
The young man smiled as if to be expected. "This is the rule of Mingyuan Pavilion. Young man, are you willing to pay the price for this secret book?"
Hua Wanchi raised his eyebrows: "What if I'm asking for this for someone else? Then I'll never practice, and this price will never be able to restrain me, right?"
"Young man, please understand," the young man said with a smile in his eyes and a deep tone, "the price is only lost when you gain it. If you don't get it, what's the point of talking about the price?"
Hua Wanchi understood. In other words, to meet this requirement, people who practice martial arts must learn and use it in a place where no one knows this martial art, and they can never tell others about their martial arts, let alone teach others.
The price of becoming strong is loneliness, low-key and silence.
But without these, what’s the point of learning martial arts?
No wonder no one can afford the price.
"But I'm curious," Hua Wanchi couldn't help but wonder, "Since the price won't be paid immediately, how can you guarantee it will come? Or is it that this martial art has inherent flaws?"
The young man smiled and said, "Each martial art has its own characteristics. The reason they are lost is because of the price they paid."
Hua Wanchi finally understood that the reason these secrets were so powerful was that one had to give up something in exchange for greater strength.
In other words, although the martial arts collected by Mingyuan Pavilion are powerful, they all have flaws.
Hua Wanchi asked again: "If I obtain this martial art but don't practice it, but only use it as a reference to study other martial arts, then wouldn't this price be worthless?"
The young man's smile was filled with sincerity. "Young man, your question is really interesting. You are the first person among so many people to ask me so many questions."
He lifted the scale bar with his fingertips, slowly raised his gaze and said, "If that's the case, then for ten thousand taels of gold, you can take this book, young man."
So careless?
Hua Wanchi grinned and asked, "Can I come back tomorrow to buy other martial arts?"
Hearing this, the young man's smile faded, and he stared at her for a few seconds. Suddenly, he clapped his hands and shouted happily:
"What an injustice... ahem, a rich guest has arrived, open the book collection!"
Hua Wanchi thought, could the word that was not shouted out be the words "sucker"?
Right, right?
But the same thing goes, since you are here, just open the door and go in and take a look!
Hua Wanchi was not short of money at all, so it was enough to buy a dozen martial arts manuals.
So she remained calm and followed the young man, who was making jingling noises, into the inner door with a pretentious step.
"Boss, what's your name?"
There was another long corridor, and Hua Wanchi couldn't help asking because he was bored on the way.
The young man didn't even turn his head and spoke in a lazy tone.
"I am not talented, and I am the Pavilion Master of Mingyuan Pavilion."
Hua Wanchi: "Normally, one gives birth to all things, but why is it that in your case, ten thousand gave birth to one?"
The young man didn't answer, but suddenly stopped, raised a smile at the corner of his lips, and opened the door for Hua Wanchi.
"Now, sir, go ahead and choose. Once you've chosen, we'll give you an estimate."
Hua Wanchi walked in and saw that the books inside were neatly arranged in rows of bookshelves, no longer niche-style bookshelves on the wall.
This place is more like a university library, with bookshelves and books neatly arranged. However, probably to protect the books, there are no windows inside. Only a few luminous pearls are embedded on each bookshelf to provide light.
It was very quiet inside, with only the thudding sounds of Hua Wanchi's footsteps on the wooden boards. He glanced at the martial arts books on the bookshelf, and picked out one each on body techniques, leg techniques, palm techniques, and specialized martial arts for various common weapons.
There are eleven books in total.
After choosing, Hua Wanchi returned the same way, but found that the entrance he came from was closed. There was a person standing in front of the door, who seemed to be waiting for Hua Wanchi.
When the man saw Hua Wanchi, he said, "Please follow me, sir."
He had no expression on his face, probably just going through the motions. After he finished speaking, he turned and walked away, his pace very similar to that of the young Pavilion Master.
Hua Wanchi couldn't help but complain in his heart, do all the people in Mingyuan Pavilion walk in the same way?
I don’t know how many doors there are in Mingyuan Pavilion. Hua Wanchi has passed through so many doors, and it seems like each one is different.
After exiting the new door and following the guide for a while, they arrived at another place. The Master of Mingyuan Pavilion suddenly stood up and took out a scale.
"Put up the martial arts books you've chosen, and I'll appraise their value for you."
The Pavilion Master opened a fan, then closed it again, leaning back in his chair leisurely, looking at Hua Wanchi with a smile.
Hearing this, Hua Wanchi placed the secret books one by one on the scale. With each book he placed, the Pavilion Master's smile deepened.
"Young man, you have a good eye. These secret books are worth a lot of money."
Hua Wanchi was very confident: "Give me an estimate."
The Pavilion Master glanced at the books briefly, smiled and said nothing for a moment, then opened his mouth and uttered a word:
"We want 10,000 taels of gold, 2,000 golden nanmu trees, 300 night-shining pearls, 40 unique compliments to me, and five promises."
"promise?"
Hua Wanchi: "What's the point of asking for my promise?"
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