As Xue Danrong's second senior brother, Fang Chaozhou walked straight to the counter as if he didn't hear anything.
He was open-minded. After all, he was reading Xue Danrong's fan fiction, not his own, so he didn't need to care.
He didn't care, but the person who asked for Xue Danrong's fan fiction noticed Fang Chaozhou. He glanced at the books Fang Chaozhou had placed on the counter and asked casually, "You bought so many. Can you finish reading them?"
"I've finished reading it." Fang Chaozhou didn't look at the man, and was busy taking money out of his small purse.
The man asked again: "With so many, have you bought Xue Danrong's fan fiction book?"
"No." Fang Chaozhou put the silver on the counter and looked at the bookstore owner with hope.
Just as Fang Chaozhou was waiting for the bookstore owner to tell him how much the book cost, a hand suddenly slammed heavily on the counter. Fang Chaozhou's eyes widened. The next moment, he picked up the books on the counter and quickly moved several feet away.
Almost at the same time he dodged, the counter collapsed.
"Can you look me in the eyes and answer the question now?"
Fang Chaozhou felt helpless when he heard this and could only look at the young man in black standing next to the counter. The young man had an ordinary appearance, but there was a lot of hostility between his eyebrows and eyes, and there was black energy around him. It was obvious at first glance that he was a demon cultivator.
Demon cultivators usually have bad tempers, and Fang Chaozhou didn't expect them to be so bad.
"Brother, what's the matter?" The original owner had a gentle temper, even his voice was gentle, so even if Fang Chaozhou came through, he couldn't change his voice.
The young man in black glanced at the books Fang Chaozhou was holding. "You value these books so much, so they all belong to me. Are you willing to give them to me?"
As he said this, his hand touched the black gold whip at his waist. He waited for the other party to resist, but he didn't, and handed him the book very readily.
The young man in black felt inexplicably unhappy, as if he had punched cotton, but the other party had wisely given him the script, so he decided to let this guy go today.
So he snorted and showed a satisfied smile, "You are sensible."
He took the pile of books from Fang Chaozhou and threw them directly into his storage ring. He then grabbed the bookstore owner who was pinned to the ground by the counter and said, "Help me find Xue Danrong's fan fiction quickly. I want his and Mo Xiu's."
After the bookstore owner found the storybook, the young man was satisfied and ready to leave, but the bookstore owner stopped him and said, "Sir, I am a small business. Please pay for the storybook and the damage to the counter."
The young man in black narrowed his eyes and said, "It's fine to pay for the damage to the counter, but that guy has already paid for your book, why should I pay for it?"
The bookstore owner said, "The customer just took back his money, so he didn't pay for the book."
The young man in black immediately looked outside, but Fang Chaozhou had already walked away. He was so angry that he could only pay. As he took out the money, he gritted his teeth and couldn't help thinking that the next time he saw that guy, he would beat him up and take all the money from him.
On the other side, Fang Chaozhou had no idea that he was being hated. He magnanimously gave the selected book to someone else and went to another bookstore. Fortunately, the annoying guy didn't show up in this one. After he bought it, he went to the largest magic weapon shop in the area.
To be honest, he didn't want to participate in the Cultivation Conference at all, but his master had already signed him up, so he might as well try to cram for the exam. The most effective way to cram for the exam was to buy some magic weapons.
The original owner came from a very wealthy family. He was the ninth prince of the current dynasty and had a huge treasury behind him. However, the original owner was usually very low-key and was not willing to rely on his family background to gain any convenience, but Fang Chaozhou was willing.
There is no better life than being a rich second-generation salted fish.
He loves the original owner.
When Fang Chaozhou entered the magic weapon shop, he instantly felt what it meant to be extravagant and decadent. The air was filled with the smell of money. In less than a quarter of an hour, ten shop assistants surrounded Fang Chaozhou.
Most of the cultivators practiced hard, and they had to save money for many years to buy a magic weapon. When the cultivators who participated in the cultivation conference came into the magic weapon shop, they would pick and choose and buy the one with the best value for money, so they had never seen someone like Fang Chaozhou.
"This, this, this, no, put all the others into the storage ring." Fang Chaozhou turned around and said to the clerk following him.
The shop assistants all smiled brightly, "Okay, okay, we'll install it right away."
The monks around looked at each other with bitter smiles. At the same time, they were secretly looking at Fang Chaozhou, guessing which sect he belonged to.
Today, Fang Chaozhou specially changed into the uniform of a disciple of Tianshui Sect, and even took a fan with his name written on it. He was afraid that those people couldn't see clearly, so he turned around and fanned himself in various ways.
As a result, within just a few hours, all the cultivators in the city knew that a disciple of Tianshui Sect named Fang was almost emptying the magic weapon shop. Even Fang Chaozhou, a fellow disciple at the inn, knew about it.
Du Yunxi was the first one to come to him and asked, "Second Senior Brother, did you go to the magic weapon shop today?"
Fang Chaozhou nodded honestly, "Yes."
Du Yunxi frowned, looking very disappointed. "Second Brother, do you know that if you do this, many people will notice you? What if they come to trouble you during the Cultivation Conference?"
He was so anxious, but the young man in front of him smiled gently, "No, don't worry."
The Cultivation Conference lasts for one month and the competition is based on a lottery system. If you are unlucky, you may run into your fellow disciples.
The drawing of lots began the day before the Cultivation Conference. Fang Chaozhou stayed in bed that day and didn't want to get up, so he asked Du Yunxi to help him draw the lots. In the afternoon, Du Yunxi came back and handed Fang Chaozhou a number with the competition time and arena number written on it.
Fang Chaozhou said thank you, took the number, and was about to close the door when he saw Du Yunxi looking at him with a complicated expression.
"Huh?" Fang Chaozhou looked at Du Yunxi puzzledly.
Du Yunxi sighed, "Second Brother, did you just get up?"
"Yeah." Fang Chaozhou nodded, "I plan to continue sleeping later."
Du Yunxi wanted to say something but stopped himself. In the end, he said nothing, turned around and left. After he walked a long way, he couldn't help but look back. Fang Chaozhou's door had been closed. Du Yunxi sighed again. Second Senior Brother was really too pitiful. Impotence had dealt him too great a blow. Now he had begun to give up on himself.
Thinking of this, Du Yunxi decided to show his fellow disciples' love. Although his second senior brother didn't want him to help with the treatment, he still wanted to help him.
Fang Chaozhou had no idea what Du Yunxi was thinking. He casually threw the number on the table and yawned. The protagonist in the storybook last night really pissed him off. He couldn't fall asleep until he finished reading it, and he kept reading until dawn.
I’m still very sleepy. I’ll take a nap.
The next day, Fang Chaozhou had a competition.
He deliberately changed into a piece of clothing with very strong defensive function. This clothing was made of South China Sea shark silk and could resist water, fire, and swords. The jade crown on his head also had defensive function and would block fatal attacks for the owner.
After Fang Chaozhou went downstairs, he saw Xue Danrong standing at the door of the inn.
Xue Danrong was wearing a snow-white coat, a black veiled hat, and stood tall with his back to the inn. The reason Fang Chaozhou could recognize him at a glance was the Broken Water Sword in Xue Danrong's hand.
There is only one sword in the world, and it was made by the founder for Xue Danrong.
Although this sword is called the Water-Breaking Sword, also known as the Love-Breaking Sword, Xue Danrong himself is devoted to Taoism, but the vast majority of people in the world hope that he will be trapped by love.
Xue Danrong seemed to hear footsteps and turned his head. Because he was wearing a veil, Fang Chaozhou couldn't see his expression clearly, but Fang Chaozhou didn't intend to look either.
He walked straight to Xue Danrong and asked, "Junior brother, do you also have a competition today?"
"Yeah." Xue Danrong threw a word and walked forward.
Fang Chaozhou already knew that he had a cold personality, so he didn't care at all and just followed him forward.
They flew their swords to the arena of the Cultivation Conference. There were a total of ninety-nine arenas on the arena. The one in the middle was the arena where the top ten would decide the winner. Different patterns were carved around each arena, and the one in the middle was decorated with the gorgeous peony pattern. If you got close, you could even smell the fragrance of the peony.
The stadium was already crowded with people. After Fang Chaozhou and Xue Dan blended into the field, they separated. Fang Chaozhou found his own arena as instructed, but before he even got on, someone already started talking to him.
"You are Brother Fang from Tianshui Sect, right?" A slightly thin man took the initiative to approach Fang Chaozhou. Seeing the confusion in Fang Chaozhou's eyes, he quickly introduced himself, "I am Li Ming who competed with Brother Fang today."
Fang Chaozhou showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, "I have heard a lot about you, I hope Brother Li will show mercy later."
Li Ming quickly shook his head. "Brother Fang, you are joking. My sect is just a mountain sect and cannot compete with the Tianshui Sect. What's more, I have only learned the basics. My master asked me to participate this time just to let me see the world. I am not afraid of being laughed at by Brother Fang when I say this. I... I never thought I could pass the preliminary round."
He glanced at Fang Chaozhou's hand and said, "I heard that Senior Brother Fang bought a lot of magic weapons. I'm afraid I won't be able to take any of them later."
Fang Chaozhou smiled gently, "It's okay, just treat it as a friendly exchange."
As soon as they get on the ring, a barrier will be automatically generated. People outside will not be able to see what is happening on the ring. The barrier will only be created when someone falls to the ground and cannot get up.
The time came, Fang Chaozhou and Li Ming went up to the stage together.
Before Li Ming made a move, Fang Chaozhou showed an understanding expression, "Junior Brother Li, I understand what you just said. Junior Brother Li and I have such a good relationship, so I think, how about this, we don't fight, I will give Junior Brother Li a magic weapon, Junior Brother Li gives up." He paused, "After all, I always feel that it is unfair for me to use so many magic weapons to compete with Junior Brother Li."
As Fang Chaozhou spoke, he touched the storage ring on his hand.
A quarter of an hour later, the barrier was broken.
Fang Chaozhou walked down the stage leisurely without a hair disheveled, while Li Ming, who had given up, lay down on the stage dutifully.
People die for money and birds die for food. This saying is true everywhere.
Fang Chaozhou didn't hope to get first place, but the original owner got a good ranking in the top ten last time. If he can't even make it into the top ten this time, he might be beaten up by his master when he returns. It doesn't matter if he is beaten, but what if he is never allowed to be a lazy guy again and is asked to get up early and come back late to practice hard?
Buying magic weapons is to squeeze into the top ten, and showing off wealth is also to squeeze into the top ten.
A few days ago, Fang Chaozhou went to the largest magic weapon shop in the city in a high-profile manner and bought so many magic weapons. That magic weapon shop was located in the town where the cultivation conference was held. It can be said that all the precious magic weapons in the world are here. The cultivators who came to this shop were all here to participate in the cultivation conference. Fang Chaozhou used their mouths to tell others that he had bought so many magic weapons.
He bought so many magic weapons, and those people who knew they had to go up against him would naturally feel timid and might even think of giving up.
This is the case with Li Ming today. When Fang Chaozhou mentioned giving him a magic weapon again, Li Ming felt that he was sure to lose. If he could win a magic weapon without fighting, wouldn’t that be a huge profit? After all, only the top ten in the Cultivation Conference can get rare treasures.
So Li Ming decisively agreed with Fang Chaozhou's opinion and was even willing to keep it a secret for Fang Chaozhou.
Fang Chaozhou dared to carry so many magic weapons on him because his sect was Tianshui Sect, the number one sect in the world. Li Ming felt that if he told others that he had taken a magic weapon from Fang Chaozhou, he might not be able to keep it.
Of course Fang Chaozhou was also prepared for the other party to disagree, so he would need to put in some effort and use magic weapons to knock the other party out.
When Fang Chaozhou was about to leave the conference, he accidentally saw that there was a stage with the most people. He glanced at it and turned his head away without interest.
But he had only taken a few steps when someone stopped him.
"Okay, I finally found you!"
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