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Zhao Yu seemed to be pondering something as she noticed the sincere gaze of the Drunkard, and she nodded slightly.
"Miss, I want to ask you, do you have... three moles on your backside arranged in a triangle?" The Drunkard's face turned extremely awkward; the word "backside" nearly came out through gritted teeth. He desperately wanted to use a different term but couldn't find an appropriate one. It was indeed a difficult situation for an older man to discuss such matters with a young girl.
Zhao Yu initially lowered her head, her face flushed, but soon she raised it again, her eyes fixed intently on the Drunkard as she trembled and asked, "Who... who are you?"
The Drunkard forced a bitter smile and shook his head. "I can't say for certain yet, but it's very likely that I should be your uncle."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yu's expression darkened.
Seeing her reaction, the Drunkard sighed deeply and fell silent. He already understood that this matter was likely true.
Returning to Wei Chen's side, Wei Chen noticed Zhao Yu's poor complexion and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, you all continue with your business. I just want some quiet," Zhao Yu forced a smile, her mind heavy with thoughts.
Wei Chen didn't press further and immediately took out the lowest-grade Soul Jade.
The Drunkard examined the Soul Jade in his hand for a moment before smiling. "My friend, this is probably a mid-level Soul Technique from the Fifth Rank, isn't it?"
Wei Chen gave him a thumbs up and nodded. "Yes, your eyesight is excellent."
"I've been in this line of work for decades; I can tell what things are worth just by feeling them," the Drunkard chuckled as he placed the Soul Jade on the table. "Friend, this piece of Soul Jade is quite valuable. Let's calculate its worth in Soul Stones."
"Soul Stones?" Wei Chen had heard that in prosperous areas, Soul Warriors conducted transactions using Soul Stones. This was his first encounter with it, and he looked excited.
"Yes, a First-Grade Soul Stone is worth ten thousand taels of silver, while a Second-Grade Soul Stone is worth one hundred thousand taels. The higher the grade of the Soul Stone, the more valuable it is. For your piece of Soul Jade, I can offer you one hundred million taels of silver, equivalent to a Fifth-Grade Soul Stone."
"Just one?" Wei Chen was astonished and immediately felt like he was at a loss.
"We can offer you ten Fourth-Grade Soul Stones, or a hundred Third-Grade Soul Stones, a thousand Second-Grade Soul Stones, or ten thousand First-Grade Soul Stones. You can choose whichever you prefer. As for Fifth-Grade Soul Stones, to be honest, we don't have any in our Merchant Guild," the Drunkard explained with a smile, showing no signs of impatience.
"Are Fifth-Grade Soul Stones really that precious?"
"Naturally. A single Fifth-Grade Soul Stone, if used well, can allow a Power Realm Level One Soul Warrior to instantly ascend to Spirit Realm Level One," the Drunkard elaborated.
"How is that possible? At most, it should only reach the peak of Power Realm, right? Without condensing a Martial Soul, how can one break through to Spirit Realm?" Wei Chen asked in surprise, appearing quite naive at that moment.
Zhao Yu and Wang Jian perked up their ears to listen; such things were unheard of in Sui Kingdom and Cloud Spirit Sect.
"That's the benefit of Soul Stones. Creating a Fifth-Grade Spirit Realm Expert with a Fifth-Grade Soul Stone is not difficult at all. As for the Martial Soul, as long as you prepare in advance, it can be condensed quickly," the Drunkard explained.
"A Spirit Realm Expert is so cheap?" Wei Chen couldn't understand. If it was that simple, why weren't there many Spirit Realm Experts around?
"Cheap? You could pile up a mountain with one hundred and twenty million silver!" The Drunkard's eyes widened; it was the first time he had seen someone consider that amount insignificant.
Wei Chen awkwardly scratched his head and asked, "Then does a Fourth-Grade Soul Stone allow someone at Fate Soul Realm Level One to directly leap to Power Realm Level One?"
"No," the Drunkard shook his head. "A Fourth-Grade Soul Stone can only help someone at the initial stage of Fate Soul Realm advance to the middle stage. After all, the higher the grade, the more refined the contained Soul Power is, and its effects are greater. Below Fifth-Rank, there are no direct leap effects."
Wei Chen calculated silently: "That's still pretty good. One Soul Jade can be exchanged for so many Soul Stones; both my and Zhao Yu's cultivation can make great strides."
"Friend, have you made up your mind? What grade of Soul Stone do you need?"
"I'll take a look first to see if there are any suitable Soul Techniques for my cultivation; I'll settle the account later." Wei Chen needed Third and Fourth-Rank Soul Techniques; Fifth-Rank was too high for him.
"Alright, please follow me." The Drunkard quickly led Wei Chen to a private chamber. He took Zhao Yu's hand but glanced back at Wang Jian with a cold expression. "This friend, please wait outside. The storage area for Soul Techniques is not a place just anyone can enter."
The Drunkard was shrewd; he could tell that this major customer Wei Chen did not get along with Wang Jian. Zhao Yu also showed no intention of acknowledging him, so why bother giving face?
Indeed, the Drunkard noticed a cold smile at the corner of Wei Chen's mouth. Zhao Yu moved her lips but ultimately said nothing.
Although Wang Jian had saved her life, Zhao Yu felt grateful yet somewhat repulsed by his behavior, which did not resemble that of a gentleman. If she hadn’t ended up in Eryuan City, she would never have walked alongside someone like Wang Jian.
Wang Jian's face turned a deep shade of purple. He said nothing, casting a fierce glance at Wei Chen and Zhao Yu, his eyes flashing with malice before he turned and left.
No one could endure such humiliation; he had lost all face to continue following them.
A hint of compassion appeared in Zhao Yu's eyes, but recalling Wang Jian's blatant actions, she felt a sense of relief.
After passing through layers of guards, the four—Drunkard, Zhu the Shopkeeper, Wei Chen, and Zhao Yu—finally entered a secret chamber.
Wei Chen squinted as he looked around. Rows of bookshelves displayed exquisite brocade boxes, each accompanied by a tag indicating the attributes and ranks of the Soul Techniques inside.
"This row contains third-rank Soul Techniques, and this one has fourth-rank Soul Techniques. Feel free to choose. Once selected and affixed to your forehead, it cannot be changed," Drunkard explained. Noticing Wei Chen approaching the fourth-rank shelf, he turned his attention to Zhao Yu, appearing hesitant to speak.
"Is this fat man really my uncle?" Zhao Yu thought to herself but coldly remarked, "If you have something to say, just say it instead of beating around the bush."
"Hehe, my dear girl, if I’m not mistaken, your name should contain the character for jade?" Drunkard maintained his smile while Zhao Yu's expression darkened instantly.
"My name is Zhao Yu. I am from the Zhao Family of the Sui Kingdom in the Eastern Wasteland. You must be mistaken," Zhao Yu replied coldly.
"The Eastern Wasteland is so far away?" Drunkard exclaimed in realization as he slapped his shiny bald head. "No wonder we searched through hundreds of cities affiliated with Eryuan City and combed through thousands of towns and hundreds of thousands of villages without finding you. Who would have thought you were brought all the way to the Eastern Wasteland?"
"Zhu, the Shopkeeper, stop dawdling here! Go inform Su Mansion that we have a distinguished guest arriving; let Third Boss prepare," Drunkard ordered Zhu the Shopkeeper. Realizing that this beautiful woman was Third Boss's only daughter, Zhu couldn't help but smile broadly at the prospect of rewards for finding her.
Finding Third Boss's daughter was a significant matter that concerned him as well. With thoughts of potential rewards in mind, Zhu the Shopkeeper hurriedly left.
"I won't go to any Su Mansion with you," Zhao Yu said firmly, her face set in cold indifference.
“Yuer, that Wei Chen, you seem to have quite a connection with him,” the Drunkard asked with a smile.
Zhao Yu glanced at Wei Chen, who was searching for a Soul Technique, and a deep resentment flickered in her eyes. She remained silent.
The Drunkard, accustomed to romance, could easily discern Zhao Yu's thoughts.
He chuckled and said, “Wei Chenyu is from Jinling City. On his way to Eryuan City, he got into a conflict with a spoiled young master on the Warship. That young master has some influence in Eryuan City and a powerful background. Even our Fuyuan Trading Company doesn’t know what forces are behind him. If someone like that is after Wei Chen, no matter how capable he is, he wouldn’t be able to withstand the siege of many people.”
“You know how chaotic Eryuan City is; as long as no innocents are harmed, duels and killings can happen anywhere. Who knows if Wei Chenyu can make it through?”
The Drunkard spoke lightly, but Zhao Yu’s expression changed repeatedly. She narrowed her eyes at him and whispered, “What are you thinking?”
“I think it would be best for you to stay at Su Mansion for a while. Aside from Su Mansion, anywhere else is dangerous for you. Moreover, I guarantee that this time the Soul Techniques chosen by Wei Chen will be sold to him at half price. We’ll take a loss on this deal; we won’t profit at all.”
Zhao Yu lowered her head, her expression filled with struggle and conflict.
After a long pause, she finally said, “Alright, I agree.”
Wei Chen was still carefully selecting the most suitable Soul Technique for himself.
“My Fate Soul Weapon is the Sword Mountain Spirit, but is it really a sword or a mountain? Those are two completely different attributes of Soul Techniques; getting it wrong would be a huge loss.”
Wei Chen was in deep turmoil; after searching for a while, he had only settled on three Soul Techniques: one was the fourth-grade beginner ‘Thundercloud Storm,’ corresponding to his Spirit of Thunder; another was the fourth-grade intermediate ‘Flower Kill,’ corresponding to his Brahma Flower Soul; and the last one was the fourth-grade advanced ‘Ten Thousand Flower Dance,’ also related to Brahma Flower Soul.
However, when it came to the Fate Mountain Soul’s corresponding Soul Technique, Wei Chen found himself in trouble.
“If only Ni Junlin were here; I could ask her.” Wei Chen sighed in frustration.
After wandering around for an hour, he chose a fourth-grade intermediate Sword Technique called ‘Autumn Rain Sword’ and a fourth-grade low-level Soul Technique named ‘Mountain's Glory.’
In moments of indecision, Wei Chen chose not to abandon either option but instead sought a way to have both.
After selecting a Fourth-Rank Soul Technique, Wei Chen turned a few corners and arrived at the area marked for Second-Rank Soul Techniques.
"Friend, that area is for Second-Rank Soul Techniques; it might not be suitable for you," the Drunkard called out loudly.
Wei Chen smiled lightly and ignored the warning, stepping into the Second-Rank Soul Technique zone and meticulously selecting his Soul Techniques.
"Zhao Yu's Spirit of the Heroic Soul is a Sword Soul, while her Essence Martial Soul is a Beast Soul, which makes it easier to find. However, her Beast Soul is a rare Three-Eyed Poison Scorpion. What kind of Soul Technique would be suitable for her?"
Most Beast Soul attribute Soul Techniques are quite common, like those for tigers, leopards, wolves, and lions, making them easy to find. Yet for some obscure Beast Souls, it can be challenging to even locate an appropriate Soul Technique, which becomes quite troublesome. In such cases, one can only endure until reaching the next realm with a different Martial Soul and avoid searching for rare options.
During her time at the Cloud Spirit Sect, Zhao Yu had only practiced Sword Techniques.
Seeing Wei Chen furrow his brow and seriously scrutinize every card without missing a single one made Zhao Yu's heart ache.
"When we parted ways at the Cloud Spirit Sect, I thought I wouldn’t have to repay my debts. But now it seems that Wei Chen's debt to me has only just begun."
Uncertain whether it was joy or sorrow, a single tear glistened and silently rolled down her cheek.
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