"Stadium owner, how do you sell this?"

Ye Zheng's expression did not change at all.

"Well, let me tell you, the origin of this thing is extraordinary, he..." The stall owner, seeing what Ye Zheng was holding in his hand, immediately began to introduce it in a torrent of words.

"Okay, it's such an exaggeration, I really can't afford it." Seeing that the stall owner started talking nonsense, Ye Zheng immediately put down the small tower in his hand, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait, you need ten taels of silver now." The stall owner became anxious when he saw Ye Zheng was about to leave.

"That's better. I still feel a little bit cheated. How about this, give me this broken sword as a bonus." Ye Zheng looked at the boss and pointed to a broken sword shining with cold light on the stall.

"That won't do. This is a rare magic weapon. Even though it's broken, it's still worth dozens of taels of silver. Why don't you pick one?" The boss shook his head like a rattle.

"Well, this one, then."

Ye Zheng pointed at several things in a row, and the boss's expression kept changing. Finally, when he pointed at the piece of wood, the boss's expression looked a little better. Just when Ye Zheng was about to pay and take the things, an extremely arrogant voice came.

"Hey, isn't this the seventh young master of the Ye family, Ye Xu, Ye Shaobao? How come he has become useless? He even has to bargain for something. How much is this thing? I'll pay ten times the price."

A young man looked arrogantly at the handsome Qiannian holding the handkerchief, paused, and said to Ye Zheng, "Why, can't you see that I want to buy something? Get out of here, stall owner, I will pay ten times the price for anything this kid buys."

"The brain is a good thing. Why do some people always go out without taking it with them?" Ye Zheng did not get angry, but sighed.

"Hey, who gave you the courage to talk to me like that?" The young man immediately became furious when he heard Ye Zheng's words.

Ye Zheng ignored him, took out a silver ingot from the dragon-patterned black gold tripod and threw it to the stall owner. At the same time, he threw the small tower and wood fragments into the dragon-patterned black gold tripod.

"Hey, Young Master Ye, I heard that you failed the wizard test, and the Jade Tower given by Heaven became a cripple, and you were reduced to a horse slave, right? It must be a bad feeling." Seeing that Ye Zheng ignored him, the young man shifted his gaze to the handsome young man next to him.

"Fang Tong, your Fang family knows this matter best, right? I was testing a sorcerer in the Wubei Pavilion. If it weren't for your Fang family's sneak attack, how could I have failed the test and become a useless horse slave?" The handsome young man pretended to be calm and paid attention to the expression of the young man.

"Of course, I don't know. How could I know that you were attacked? Who knows who you offended?" Fang Tong was poked by someone next to him and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

Fang Tong wiped his sweat and thought to himself, "This Ye Shaobao is too insidious. I almost fell into his trap just now. If I had admitted it just now, I'm afraid the Ye family would have rushed to the Fang family immediately. This bastard is already a useless person, but he still wants to set a trap for me."

"Kid, remember to bring your brain with you when you go out next time." Ye Zheng suddenly walked in front of Fang Tong with a smile on his face.

He mobilized all the energy and blood in his body, and suddenly slapped Fang Tong in the face with a domineering and hot power of energy and blood, knocking him to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

The servants following Fang Tong saw their master being beaten and immediately rushed forward.

Without any surprise, they were all blown up and down by Ye Zheng's domineering blood and energy. Even those with weaker cultivation were blown away, but they just struggled on the ground for a while and then there was no sound.

Ye Shaobao, who was watching from the side, exclaimed that it was very exciting.

Ye Zheng took a step forward and looked at Fang Tong who was still struggling under his feet. He stepped on him, stepped on his face, and rubbed it hard.

“Ah, ah.”

Fang Tong could only howl miserably and couldn't even beg for mercy.

"Kid, I'm just teaching you how to behave. Remember to bring your brain with you when you go out and hand over the valuables on you. I won't take your life this time." Ye Zheng said in a cold voice.

"Yes, yes."

As soon as Ye Zheng's feet loosened, Fang Tong immediately spoke incoherently, enduring the severe pain on his face, groping around his body, and soon took out some change and a few gold cakes.

"Damn, he's so poor, and he's a young master from a wealthy family. Forget it, get out of here." Ye Zheng looked at Fang Tong who only took out some gold and silver, thinking it was bad luck.

Fang Tong was overjoyed after hearing this. He struggled to get up and was about to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Hearing Ye Zheng speak, his whole body trembled.

"Yes, go away."

Fang Tong's whole body was shaking even more violently. He squatted down in humiliation and rolled on the ground. Several servants who followed Fang Tong also followed Fang Tong's steps and rolled over.

Ye Zheng looked at Fang Tong and his group disappearing from his sight, and he felt inexplicably relieved. He nodded with satisfaction and was about to turn around and leave.

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"I wonder what your name is, young man." Ye Xu looked at Ye Zheng with a smile.

"Call me Ye Zheng. I hope we won't be hostile when we meet." Ye Zheng replied to Ye Xu and quickly left the grocery street.

After randomly finding an inn and settling down, Ye Zheng finally released his suppression of the Bronze Sacred Tree.

Suddenly, the wood fragments fell into the Small Thousand World. The bronze sacred tree quickly extended a fork and stabbed it hard into the wood fragments.

A few flashes of light passed by, and the wood fragments turned into flying ash. The aura on the bronze sacred tree became even stronger.

"It's better than nothing. It seems that this bronze sacred tree can be promoted again."

After Ye Zheng muttered something, he no longer paid attention to the bronze sacred tree.

Liuzhou City, Fang Family.

“Pah.”

"This damned kid, I don't know where he came from, he made me look so embarrassed, and that Ye Shaobao, he deserves to die too."

Fang Tong was alone in the room, smashing vases, teacups, and porcelain bowls to vent his anger.

"Master Tong, that man and Ye Shaobao will definitely go to the hunting festival. The master asked me to follow you and we will see what happens when the time comes."

Just when Fang Tong's face was grim, an old voice came over, which made Fang Tong relax.

The person who came was Fang Tong's father, Fang He, a servant beside Fang Zhongshan.

When Fang Zhongshan heard that his son had his face stepped on the ground on the street, he became furious and sent Fang He to help Fang Tong kill Ye Zheng and Ye Shaobao.