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Jiang Baixuan gazed at his Ye Xiu, choosing to remain silent and simply watch him.
"Smack~~~" A hand swooshed through the air, landing squarely on Jiang Baixuan's forehead.
"What was that for?"
"Brother Ye," Jiang Baixuan said, looking quite aggrieved. Then he slightly raised a smile.
For some reason, after receiving that slap, he felt quite comfortable inside. Could this be what "friends" felt like?
Jiang Baixuan smiled sincerely at Ye Xiu and continued, "In today's world, the strength of first-rate sect leaders is relatively balanced, but only the leader of Maple Whisper Tower, Zhang Yiding, stands out with exceptional power. Zhang Yiding has already reached the upper pinnacle of Spirit Jade Realm, essentially having one foot in the Spirit Realm. Among all the sects, only Maple Whisper Tower possesses such overwhelming strength. Even one elder from Maple Whisper Tower has reached the intermediate level of Spirit Jade Realm, far surpassing the leaders of second-rate forces. Although Maple Whisper Tower is the strongest, there are still many sects; if they were to act recklessly, they would be besieged by various major sects and would be outnumbered."
Jiang Baixuan paused before continuing, "By the way, to summarize the current first-rate forces: there is one Dao Alliance, two unparalleled masters, four secret organizations, and eight major Cultivation World sects. As for second-rate forces, there are many more. While second-rate forces may not hold a prominent name, there are still many top-tier existences among them, such as the Tang family, Akiyama Family, Snow Gate, Ice Clan, and of course my own family, Ghost Arts Sect."
"Pfft, it's just a declining family. What's there to be proud of?" Ye Xiu scoffed.
"Brother Ye, you can't underestimate these second-rate families. The major conglomerates in every city are controlled by second-rate families. In this mundane world, it's the second-rate families that stand firm. Just look at the Tang family; the Pharmaceutical King Group belongs to them."
"So what does your Ghost Arts Sect have?"
"Oh, we have plenty! Our Ghost Arts Sect runs several large casinos and big stores; that's where most of our economy comes from."
"Alright then, I won't argue with you anymore. As someone from the Cultivation World, I already know enough." With that, Ye Xiu waved his hand and turned to leave.
But after taking a few steps, he heard Jiang Baixuan call out, "Brother Ye, why are you in such a hurry? Let's chat some more! I still have a lot to tell you!"
Ye Xiu pondered for a moment before turning back with a hint of mischief in his smile as he looked at Jiang Baixuan and then reached out his hand toward him.
Jiang Baixuan was startled and jumped back in surprise before looking at Ye Xiu in shock. "Brother Ye, what are you trying to do?"
"Hey, I'm just teasing you. By the way, I've already cultivated the Mind Method. There's no turning back now. How about you teach me some other techniques? Like that ghost-raising thing of yours?"
"Brother Ye, you should just go. Let's not talk about this anymore."
"Eh~~~" Ye Xiu displayed an extremely disappointed expression, gazing into Jiang Baixuan's eyes.
Jiang Baixuan felt flustered under that gaze and said, "It's not what you think. Basically, all sects prohibit the transmission of their techniques to outsiders unless you join the sect!"
"I'll join!" Ye Xiu instantly changed his expression.
Jiang Baixuan sighed helplessly. "But you've already practiced the external Mind Method. If you join my Ghost Arts Sect, you'll only be a servant."
"Are you sure?" Jiang Baixuan paused before continuing.
"Then forget it," Ye Xiu turned to leave. "Brother Jiang, I'll treat you to drinks next time~~~"
"Sure~~~"
Ye Xiu didn't have classes today, so he wandered aimlessly around Starlit City.
Before he knew it, he had walked into the Antique Market.
The Antique Market itself was a relic of architecture, with large trees providing shade at the entrance, quaint low houses, inner courtyards, and connecting corridors.
Most of the stalls selling antiques in this courtyard were simple plastic shelters, along with some even simpler street vendors. There were also a few specialized shops selling coins and jade artifacts.
Today's Antique Market was quite lively, with customers negotiating prices in front of each stall. Some struck deals immediately and made purchases, while others felt the prices were too high and reluctantly set down the antiques they had been considering before walking away disappointed.
In the Antique Market, there are always those who are joyful and those who are filled with indignation. Here, many stories are passed down through word of mouth. For instance, there was a poor fellow who wanted to buy a more attractive vase for decoration. In the end, he spent a mere 100 dollars and walked away with an ancient palace vase, which later caught someone's eye and was immediately resold for 5 million. Of course, that guy was just lucky; there were also plenty of fools who spent a fortune only to bring home worthless junk.
Ye Xiu looked at the old items on the stalls and thought about the ancient artifacts that could not speak. If only these relics could talk, they would surely have endless stories to tell.
As he surveyed his surroundings, Ye Xiu's gaze landed on an ancient book. He walked over and reached out to grab it.
However, before he could touch the book, his hand was smacked by a wooden ruler.
"Just look, don't touch! If you break this good stuff, what will you do?" The voice came from a lecherous-looking uncle.
"If I don't look, how will I know whether to buy it or not?" Ye Xiu retorted angrily.
"What money does a poor student like you have to buy anything?"
"I have no money???" Ye Xiu pulled out a wad of cash from his pocket and slammed it onto the stall.
"Take a look—do I have money or not?"
"Hmph~~~" The Perverted Uncle rubbed his hat and snorted twice before saying, "With this little money, you dare come to the Antique Market? Go back and study!"
"I have plenty of money! How much for this book? I'll take it!"
"One hundred fifty thousand! No bargaining!"
"What kind of book is this that costs one hundred fifty thousand?"
"You really are ignorant. This book is said to be a Cultivation Manual for immortals. With it, your cultivation can greatly increase! But talking to you is pointless; you can't afford it."
Ye Xiu took out his phone and showed the Perverted Uncle his account balance. "See? One hundred thousand!"
“Gudu” the Perverted Uncle swallowed hard, and in an instant, his face lit up with a smile. “Sir, take a look at this book. It's wonderful. It has been passed down since ancient times, and this copy is relatively well-preserved. The cover is a bit worn, but the content is all clear.”
“Hmm~~~” Ye Xiu assumed a grand demeanor. “Let me see.”
Ye Xiu picked up the ancient text and noticed the tattered cover. As he opened the first page, he saw the words “Nine Yang Divine Skill.” Flipping to the next page revealed various illustrations and descriptions of martial arts techniques.
It truly seemed to be a Cultivation Manual, but if I buy this, I’ll be completely broke again!
The Perverted Uncle seemed to sense Ye Xiu's hesitation and picked up a piece of Obsidian Fragment. “I think this Cultivation Manual used by immortals has found its destined owner. How about this: since our meeting is also a kind of fate, I’ll let it go for one hundred thousand, and I’ll throw in this Black Jade Piece as a token of our meeting.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Xiu quickly took the Obsidian Fragment in his hand. It was particularly smooth and felt great to touch, so he hurriedly put it away and said, “Alright, I’ll take it!”
“Hehe~~~ You’re quite straightforward, Sir!”
After paying, Ye Xiu strode out like a true gentleman.
The Perverted Uncle, wearing a hat, smiled slyly. “Take care, Sir! Do come by often!”
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