Isn't this just a super authentication function?
Ye Feng hadn't expected that fragments could actually be exchanged.
The previous system introduction explained that, aside from common items like tables and chairs, everything else could only be obtained by exchanging raw materials that the user had previously encountered, which could then be processed and refined...
Finished magical artifacts and elixirs cannot be directly exchanged.
Surprisingly, the fragments were also classified as materials, probably because they needed to be repaired!
What a steal!
System, oh system, even you get taken advantage of by us sometimes!
Ga ga ga
With that in mind, Ye Feng no longer hesitated and began to touch it.
He picked up each one and examined it, pretending to look at it.
But before long, he was in trouble again.
The most valuable fragment only fetches 28 in exchange, a rate he doesn't mind.
The problem is, all that's mentioned is a fragment of a high-grade magical artifact; there's no other information.
The key issue is that even if he buys it and states its value, he might not be able to sell it for a high price.
Reforging damaged magical artifacts is extremely difficult; sometimes it's even more difficult than buying a new one.
Furthermore, since the array within the magical artifact has been destroyed, even if used directly, its only characteristics are sharpness and sturdiness.
Without the ability to infuse it with elemental energy, it can't even be considered a magical artifact; it's completely useless...
The excitement I felt just moments ago was instantly doused with a bucket of cold water, leaving me completely disheartened...
Unbeknownst to him, Ye Feng's hand had already reached near the more intact fragment.
"Hey! You little rascal, you can't afford them, why are you letting me touch them all?"
Ye Feng smiled awkwardly.
"Senior brother, please calm down. I was thinking, do you want to hire someone to help you sell your goods? I'm very cheap; just give me five spirit crystals for each item sold."
"Five spirit crystals? Do you think you're the top courtesan at the brothel? Even the most beautiful courtesan wouldn't dare ask for that much!"
Although the senior student opposite me was a bit rude, he didn't seem to blame me much.
They all started as junior cultivators; only those who have been menial servants truly understand the hardships they endured.
Especially for those who are ambitious and driven, the more ambitious you are, the more ridicule, contempt, and obstacles you will encounter.
If you just focus on cutting down trees and carrying water, you won't have so much trouble.
However, to rise above others, one must inevitably face trials and tribulations.
Seeing that Ye Feng remained silent, he assumed that he had spoken too harshly.
"You seem quite sensible. If you have the money, pick one out and I'll give you a 20% discount."
Ye Feng, holding a broken black sword, showed a hint of joy upon hearing this, but then a bitter smile appeared on his face.
"Senior brother...can I use Bigu Pills to pay the debt? I...don't have that many on hand."
The broken knife, including the hilt, still has more than half a foot of its length remaining. Its practical value is higher than the other fragments, therefore the price is 40.
"Alright, alright, that's how everyone does it, just consider it a good deed!"
The inner sect senior brother said impatiently, "This little servant seems somewhat pleasing to the eye. He's already given a 20% discount, and he just happens to need the Bigu Pill, so he's too lazy to argue."
"Thank you, Senior Brother!"
Ye Feng, holding the knife, bowed respectfully, then directly exchanged 12 spirit stones from the system and placed them, along with a bottle containing ten Bigu Pills, in front of the other party.
The other party opened the bottle of pills, smelled it, and nodded only after confirming there were no problems.
"Senior brother, is the deal done?"
The other party smiled smugly.
"Hehe... Bigu Pill, you'll give me two spirit stones, just like the shop?"
But I happen to need it, so consider it a good deed on my part, Shen Lang. Deal!
Shen Lang put the elixir bottle away and kindly advised,
"However, for a menial disciple like you, spending so much money on a broken sword is probably not worthwhile. You should focus more on improving your cultivation."
Ye Feng looked at Shen Lang in front of him. He appeared to be around twenty-four or twenty-five years old, his face bearing the marks of life's experiences, with a few stubbles at the corners of his mouth, but these could not obscure his handsome features.
In comparison, Shen Lang is several times more charming than the "well-dressed guy" who was with Xin Zhiruo the day before yesterday.
In this round, Ye Feng not only bought a valuable broken sword, but also gained 5 trading points by exchanging it for another one. Although it was a bit of a pity to deduct one point from the pill bottle, even if you buy from the store, you will still get a pill bottle as a gift if you buy more than ten pills.
Moreover, this senior brother is so "beautiful inside and out," Ye Feng said, clasping his hands in greeting.
"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother. I..."
Before he could finish speaking, two hurried figures bumped into him and pushed him aside.
"Where's the broken sword? The broken sword I saw this morning?"
One of them was an outer disciple, and the other, a handsome young man who looked to be only twenty, was actually an inner disciple.
The two looked anxiously at Shen Lang, asking about the broken sword.
What a coincidence?
Shen Lang was somewhat taken aback, but he neither stood up nor looked at Ye Feng.
"Sold!"
"What? You..."
The young master from the inner sect was about to say something anxiously when his companion tugged at his clothes.
He raised his thumb, pointing at Ye Feng beside him.
What Ye Feng held in his hand was the broken sword the two of them were looking for...
Inner disciples stepped forward.
"Junior brother, I really like your broken sword. You just bought it, right? I'll add three spirit stones, how about you sell it to me?"
Shen Lang watched this scene with some surprise. The broken sword was pitch black, and he couldn't tell what material it was made of, but it was quite hard. He guessed that it was originally a fairly good mid-grade longsword, close to high-grade.
Even though it was damaged, it was just a fragment. I didn't expect these two to take it so seriously.
Ye Feng was merely a menial disciple; let alone this inner sect young master, he couldn't even defy the outer sect disciples beside him.
But to Shen Lang's surprise, Ye Feng shook his head firmly.
"I'm sorry, senior brother, I like this knife very much too."
"Hmm?" The outer sect senior brother's face darkened, and the inner sect young master's expression also turned ugly.
"My name is Tian Bin, and this gentleman next to me is Tang Jing, a senior brother from the inner sect. Young brother, I'll add another ten spirit stones to give you face."
"I'm sorry, senior brother... I really like this knife!"
Ye Feng still shook his head.
"You're just a servant in that courtyard, how dare you be so disrespectful, openly challenging an inner sect senior brother? Don't you have any sense of hierarchy? Do you want to be kicked out of the mountain?"
This time, Ye Feng remained silent. While respect for hierarchy was certainly necessary, he did not exhibit any disrespectful behavior.
However, in most cases, whether or not he shows respect is not up to him to decide...
"What? When did our sect start engaging in forced sales, threats, and suppression? How come I, Shen Lang, have no idea?"
"Shen Lang? The Gentleman Sword Shen Lang!"
Tang Jing exclaimed in surprise, and the inner disciples setting up stalls around him also showed expressions of astonishment.
"I never expected him to be Shen Lang, the tenth-ranked member of the inner sect!"
"He looks unshaven, but I never expected him to be Shen Lang."
...
Most of the outer and inner disciples in the surrounding area had heard of this name but didn't know what he looked like. They never expected that such a legendary figure would be living among them.
However, the other stall owner next to Shen Lang didn't seem surprised, as if he already knew his identity.
"Greetings, Senior Brother Shen. I am Tang Jing, a disciple of the Weapon Refining Hall. I was unaware that Senior Brother Shen was present. I apologize for any offense I may have caused earlier."
Tang Jing, the young master who had been silent until now, finally spoke up.
Compared to just moments ago when she wouldn't even speak to Ye Feng, her current attitude is a world of difference.
"Since you're a disciple of the Weapon Forging Hall, don't tarnish its reputation. The item belongs to someone else; if you want it, show some sincerity."
Shen Lang also sensed that there was something fishy about the broken sword. His words were a subtle reminder to Ye Feng to know when to stop and not to push his luck.
"Yes...yes...Senior brother is right!"
After Tang Jing finished speaking, he turned to look at Ye Feng and said with a gentle expression,
"Junior brother, I really like my broken sword. Would you be willing to part with it? Why don't you name a price, and I, your senior brother, will not haggle?"
Ye Feng looked troubled, but Tang Jing's words were so eloquent that the surrounding crowd couldn't help but nod in agreement.
"Since Senior Brother likes it..."
After hesitating for a long time, Ye Feng finally uttered a number.
"Then let's sell it to my senior brother for five hundred yuan!"
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