Urban Carefree Sovereign

Picking up loopholes was not a common thing. After all, in this rapidly growing society, counterfeiting water products were becoming more and more common, and ancient items were becoming fewer and fewer in number. Chen Yufan never thought that he would encounter such a thing in Mount Tai, he was not obsessed with antiques, but hearing the other party mention the ancient sword, he became a little interested.    

    

Martial artists had some unique preferences for various types of divine weapons.    

    

The person setting up the stall was a man in his fifties. It looked very slovenly, and it didn't have any unique features. On top of all the stalls, there were all a few jade artifacts and ancient swords. However, it did not seem like it was going to get anyone's attention.    

    

Things like the ancient swords, if not for the sword and the protection of the system, would have all been destroyed. In the antique industry, the thing that had the least interest was the ancient sword. Shangguan Qingxue pursed her red lips, and said with disdain: "These are all broken pieces of metal, don't look at them."    

    

When Shangguan Qingxue said this, the stall owner immediately said unhappily: "Miss, don't spout nonsense if you don't understand the market situation. These are all antiques, they are all good stuff!"    

    

The booth owner did not say anything, after all, Shangguan Qingxue was a person who did not understand the market price. With regards to Chen Yufan, who looked like a noble, and was also interested in the ancient sword, with a glance, he could tell that he was a good guy. Kai-zi was someone who was always cheated and spent money.    

    

There was no need for the stall owner to offend a potential customer like Chen Yufan.    

    

pretended to look at the items on the stall, but his eyes had already swept across the booth owner's back. There was a snakeskin bag on his back, and inside the bag were some ancient swords.    

    

Actually, Chen Yufan had only asked in a probing manner, but the stall owner was stunned for a moment: "Hehe, this little brother is a knowledgeable person, but all the things behind him are not for sale, I will only use them to go back and live, please forgive me little brother!"    

    

Chen Yufan nodded, and did not say anything else. After all, there was this saying in the antique industry. Guarding the house, Chen Yufan coldly laughed in his heart.    

    

He pointed to a broken jade sword and said: "Little brother, look at this, this is a good item. It's the sword immortal Li Taibai's sword blade during the Tang Dynasty, look, look and see that there's a green lotus word on it!"    

    

Fatty, who had been arguing with the stall owner, saw this and said, "Little brother, don't listen to his nonsense. Li Taibai's sword is fake!"    

    

The stall owner was instantly angered, "Fatty, don't speak nonsense, you can't afford it! These are all genuine goods. Hmph, you can't even ask for something like that! " He then turned to Chen Yufan and said: "Little brother, look at this again. This is the sword of the Wudang Elder Zhang Sanfeng.    

    

Chen Yufan laughed bitterly. He still did not say anything, but he said coldly in his heart: Jun Bao? It was simply a joke. Was the name 'Monarch Treasure' Zhang Sanfeng's sword? Moreover, this thing seemed to be a copy of modern times, he did not dare to be interested in it, but Chen Yufan's eyes swept across something very strange.    

    

Sword qi, yes, sword qi. There was also a killing intent mixed in the sword aura.    

    

To have this kind of killing intent, it was definitely a sword that had killed someone before, and this sword had definitely been on the battlefield before. Finally, Chen Yufan pointed at the sword at the side of the vendor's stall. It could no longer be called a sword, but a black metal rod.    

    

The booth owner immediately laughed, "Little brother, you have good eyes. This is the sword of Sect Leader Qing Yun!"    

    

As he spoke, the booth owner intentionally lowered his voice and said, "This is definitely a good item!"    

    

Chen Yufan did not care about the stall owner and directly said, "How much is it?!"    

    

The vendor extended two fingers. Chen Yufan thought for a moment and said: "Two thousand!"    

    

The booth owner mysteriously smiled and said, "Little brother, you must be joking. How could there be 2000 divine tools like this? 20,000 gold coins!"    

    

"Why don't you just steal the money!" Murong Hai did not understand these things, so he said it fiercely. He was really worried that Chen Yufan had been tricked by him.    

    

The booth owner did not care at all and said, "It's just 20,000, if you don't want to buy it, you can get it!"    

    

Just as Chen Yufan was about to open his mouth, a burst of energy suddenly came from behind him, and he saw someone throw down two piles of money: "Boss, here is twenty thousand yuan, I want this thing!"    

    

The stall owner laughed heartily as he looked at Chen Yufan. Chen Yufan basically didn't need to turn his head to know that this person was just supporting him, but what made him sneer in his heart was, these two people actually cooperated in acting out such a play. He silently looked at the person behind him. Even Old Man Murong could tell that this was a trap, but he could not say anything. This was the rule of the antique industry.    

    

Yuwen Shaoqing said snappily to the big sized man behind him: "This is something we decided upon first!" Although he did not know what the black stone was, he knew that Chen Yufan would definitely set his eyes on something good. Furthermore, this was Shandong Dao, and he had been bullied by others in his own territory.    

    

The big guy said shamelessly, "You guys made the decision first, but I gave you the money first!"    

    

Chen Yufan laughed: "Looks like this big brother really likes this thing, but big brother seems to have broken the rules!"    

    

"Rules? "What a joke, whoever gives more money will have the right to speak. Kid, if you have the ability, then compete with me. I have the most money!"    

    

When the big sized man said this, Chen Yufan laughed, this was indeed a method used frequently in fishing. But Chen Yufan did not care about him, and laughed: "Buying this for twenty thousand, I think only someone as rich as Big Brother would buy it, I don't have much money, so forget about it, just give it to Big Brother!"    

    

The big sized man did not expect Chen Yufan to say that, the young people only had one breath of fighting left in them, but Chen Yufan was not angry with him at all, so there was no way to continue the show. He originally wanted to earn more money, but in the end, it was the opposite.    

    

The big man helplessly said with a disdainful tone, "Don't pretend to be a lord without money!"    

    

Murong Hai was beyond angry, and said fiercely: "You ?" He then pulled Chen Yufan along and said, "Brother Chen, I don't believe that we don't have as much money as him, so no matter what, we shouldn't speak in such a manner!"    

    

Seeing that the owner of the stall had not yet reached the required amount, and seeing that the person beside him was very excited, the stall owner was also calmly waiting for the bidding to happen. However, when he heard Chen Yufan's words, he almost vomited blood. Chen Yufan laughed: "Brother Murong, this thing is just a piece of scrap iron that has been around for a long time. I originally wanted to use it as a coal ball as pincer in the kitchen, it's not worth it!"    

    

Seeing that Chen Yufan was really going, the stall owner could not help but say: "Little brother, don't go, don't go!"    

    

Fishing was an ancient adage, and it was a scam. However, once the fraud was exposed, there was no other way around it. The slightly more tyrannical swindler would use force and ask for the price, but would not buy it. The price had already been revealed and the rules had been broken.    

    

However, it was clear that this stall owner would not do such a thing. He did not dare to blow the matter up.    

    

Hearing the stall owner call him, Chen Yufan deliberately hesitated before turning his head: "Boss, is there anything else?"    

    

The stall owner immediately flattered him, "Little brother, our business has its own rules. You just negotiated the price with me, and this transaction hasn't ended yet, so no matter how much money you give me, I won't sell it to anyone else, unless you say you don't want it. "This is the rule of our line of work. If others find out that I've broken the rule, then I want others to curse me to death!"    

    

Rolling his eyes, the stall owner smiled and said, "Little brother, if you like this thing, I'll sell it to you for fifteen thousand yuan!"    

    

The booth owner knew that his method had been seen through, which was why he took the initiative to lower the price. Chen Yufan laughed, and said: "Since that's the case, then I won't be polite! "Boss, can you swipe your card?"    

    

The booth owner smiled and said, "Of course!"    

    

The people who did this were all people with huge amounts of money, so even if it was a street vendor, they still had to have a credit card machine. Very quickly, Chen Yufan swiped his card and took the piece of scrap metal with him, and the big sized man did not stop him. Looking at Chen Yufan's figure that was gradually moving further and further away, the big sized man and the dealer looked at each other and laughed softly: "There really is a fool in China!"    

    

Chen Yufan slowly walked farther and farther away, and Shangguan Qingxue was a little confused: "Yufan, what are you buying this piece of scrap for?"    

    

"Scrap iron?" Chen Yufan let out a bland laugh, then turned around and passed the piece of scrap iron in his hand to Murong Qingyun, saying: "Old Man Murong, widen your eyes!"    

    

Murong Qingyun accepted the sword, his entire body was startled, his eyes lit up: "This, this is killing intent, what a great killing intent!"    

    

The smile in Chen Yufan's eyes became even more obvious, and he playfully sighed: "Those two Japanese people actually treated me as a fool, but I didn't think that this thing would actually land in their hands, what the hell!"    

    

"What Japanese?" Yuwen Shaoqing was the closest to Chen Yufan, and could not help but ask, but Chen Yufan laughed, and pretended not to know anything: "What Japanese?"    

    

Murong Qingyun played around with it for a long time, but was unable to find any clues. Finally, he handed it over to Chen Yufan and said: "Young man, do you know what this is?"    

    

Chen Yufan chuckled: "Of course I know!" With that, Chen Yufan looked at a nearby stone pavilion and said: "Let's go sit over there for a while!"    

    

Murong Qingyun nodded and the group of people quickly arrived inside the stone pavilion and sat down. The stone pavilion was not big, but it was big enough to sit on. At the side of the pavilion, there was a large boulder. On top of it, it was written that the stone of Mt. Tai had the audacity to sit on it. On the other side of Tarzan's Stone was a path that led to the summit of the mountain. Chen Yufan thought for a while, then said: "Old Man Murong, that road should be for the Sword Conference!"    

    

"That's right!" Murong Qingyun nodded his head, and said: "This road is very long and steep, so normally no one would dare to pass through!" As he explained, Murong Qingyun was even more curious to see the black colored metal stone that Chen Yufan had placed on the stone table. He once again asked: "Young man, what exactly is this?"    

    

Chen Yufan picked up the piece of scrap iron from the table, with a serious look in his eyes, he shook his hand, and a stream of Spirit Qi poured onto the sword tip, immediately, golden light shot out in all directions, the sword blade cracked and broke into pieces, and slid down to the ground, revealing the sword body, the sword was completely black, but gave off a kind of righteous aura.