Yang Yan walked to the corner of the shelf, wanting to pick up the rusty sword and take a closer look.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his fingers touched the hilt of the sword, the spiritual power in the 'Qi Sea' unexpectedly and uncontrollably rotated, moving along the meridians towards the arm, as if it had been pulled by some kind of traction!

Yang Yan was shocked, reacted instantly, and suddenly withdrew his hand, but he was still a step slower, and there was a trace of light blue water spiritual power silk thread mixed with the clear transparency, which quickly drilled into the broken sword along his fingertips, and at the same time, the faint silver light on his sword body flashed, and then instantly returned to calm.

"Brother Yang Yan, what's wrong?"

Between the lightning and flint, even the purple spirit beside him didn't notice what was happening, but when he saw Yang Yan reach out and touch the sword, he retracted it like an electric shock, with a shocked and puzzled expression, so he asked puzzled.

"No, nothing..."

"This sword is quite weird, it can forcibly absorb the spiritual power in the body of an immortal cultivator, it's really incredible..."

Yang Yan said in his heart. He would not be naïve to think that in such a small shop, there would be a kind of high-level magic weapon above the 'immortal weapon' that can be cultivated in the legend of 'machine spirit'.

"Dude, how do you sell this?"

Although he made a not very 'friendly' move like absorbing people's spiritual power when they met for the first time, Yang Yan seemed to have a voice in his heart repeating it, buy it!

It seemed that the moment he saw the broken sword, he had a sense of déjà vu, and he really couldn't restrain his curiosity to study what was so strange about this sword.

However, he didn't dare to have a 'close contact' with him again, so he just pointed in the air and asked the guy.

"Young Master, you... Are you sure you want this?"

When the guy saw what Yang Yan was pointing at, his face was strange, and he paused before asking.

"Well, what level of magic weapon is this?"

Yang Yan asked again.

The guy looked a little embarrassed, and only scratched his head after half a sound, and said a little embarrassed.

"I... I don't know... I don't know where our boss picked up this sword, it was like this from the beginning, he also found a blacksmith to polish it, calcined it, and wanted to sharpen it brighter, sharper, so that it could be sold at a good price, but who would have thought that let the stone grinding hammer smash the fire, this thing was stunned and did not react at all, the boss thought, this must be a treasure, so he also went to the 'Shengwu City' hundreds of miles away to find one' The connoisseur came to check it, but finally came to the conclusion that the sword was of no use except that it was made hard, and that the blade had become dull due to rust, and even the firewood had been chopped continuously, so that the boss had lost interest in it and threw it into the shop..."

Yang Yan held his chin in his hand, and his face was groaning.

Judging from the description of the guy just now, except for the fact that the material of this sword is quite hard, there is no mention of the strangeness that it can absorb the aura of immortal cultivators, the treasure connoisseur of the 'Holy Martial City' is not so bad that it is not even as good as himself, is it? Could it be because of some other reason, or that it only absorbs the spiritual power of a specific attribute?

"Hey, it doesn't matter, let's buy it first and go home and then figure it out slowly..."

"What is the price of this sword, I want it!"

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Yan made up his mind in his heart and spoke.

The guy was also quite surprised by Yang Yan's actions, but after a little hesitation, he still said cautiously.

"Eight Intermediate Spirit Crystals!"

"Damn! Why is this broken sword more expensive than those low-level spiritual weapons!"

After listening to the guy's answer, Yang Yan couldn't help but burst into foul mouth directly!

"Young master, don't be angry, this is the price set by our boss himself, and we also do what we are told, and the boss also wants to earn back some of the expenses spent on hiring a 'treasure connoisseur' before..."

Looking at Yang Yan, whose face was gradually turning blue, the man's voice couldn't help but get smaller and smaller, and finally it was as thin as a mosquito...

"Okay, here you go!"

After half a ring, Yang Yan gritted his teeth fiercely, and quickly took out eight walnut-sized crystal clear 'special stones' from the 'Qiankun bag' on his waist and stuffed them into the guy's hands.

The guy was stunned at first, and then he was simple and ecstatic, shouting one by one'Young Master and Young Master', and hurriedly shouted to Yang Yan to serve tea and pour water, during which he emphasized several times that 'the items in this store, once sold, will not be returned', so that Yang Yan scolded countless times in his heart 'profiteers, black shops'.

After a while, the guy handed a wrapped round bag-like item to Yang Yan.

In order to prevent this guy from sucking up his spiritual power again, Yang Yan specially asked the guy to pack a few more layers.

Yang Yan took over the 'burden', his eyes were full of pain, and he said secretly in his heart.

"Good guy, all my belongings are used to buy you, you have to fight for it!"

After praying secretly, he pulled Zi Ling and walked out of the store.

"Oh, who was I at the time, it turned out to be the third young master of the Zhang family, what kind of wind blew you to our shop?"

Just as Yang Yan was about to step out of the store, he remembered the strange voice of yin and yang behind him.

Yang Yan turned around suddenly, but saw a young man walking slowly towards him with a smile on his face.

The boy looked about the same age as Yang Yan, but he was short and fat, and he walked like a ball of meat rolling, which was indescribably funny.

For the person who came, although Yang Yan is not familiar, he has also had several relationships, this young man is the second son of the Xu family, Xu Shaoguang.

Yang Yan also followed his father Zhang Tai to visit some other big families in Jinhuan City, so he knew some of the younger generations in each family, plus this Xu Shaoguang's special body type, it was difficult to remember it, and the reason why the other party could recognize Yang Yan must be because he had been unable to enter the Feeling Spirit Realm because he had cultivated before, so he was named a waste, and this matter has always been used as a laughing stock by major families to ridicule the Zhang family.

"Third Young Master of the Zhang family, what did you buy in our store?"

Xu Shaoguang suddenly turned his head and asked the guy on the side.

"Back to the second young master, it was the rusty sword that the old master got by accident, and this young master bought it for eight intermediate spirit crystals. ”

The guy bowed to Xu Shaoguang and replied.

"Yes, it turns out that the young master of waste also likes to pick up the waste that others don't want as treasures? Hahaha!, it's no wonder that the younger generation of the Zhang family is not as good as it was back then, when the clans met martial arts the year before last, your Zhang family overwhelmed our Xu family and the Sun family, and directly won the first and second places, I don't know how many you plan to give your Zhang family this year?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that you haven't stepped into the Feeling Spirit Realm yet, I'm afraid you don't even qualify, right?"

Xu Shaoguang was foaming at the mouth, the more he spoke, the more energetic he became, his face swaying, and the indescribable annoyance increased.

"Don't let you say that about Brother Yang Yan!"

On the side, Zi Ling couldn't help but say when he saw this Humpty Dumpty man coming up, so he said that Yang Yan was worthless, and tried his best to ridicule and ridicule his ugly face, and his pretty face was flushed with anger, and he couldn't help but shout.

"Zi Ling, let's go, there's no need to worry about this kind of person..."

This is not a coincidence, I didn't expect to come to the Xu family's territory, and it is also strange that Yang Yan usually goes to the city rarely, and knows very little about the shops and markets operated and managed by the major families, but fortunately, the things he needs have been obtained now, and he is too lazy to pay attention to the provocation of a clown like Xu Shaoguang.

"Tsk, such a handsome girl, such a beautiful little girl, wouldn't it be a tyrannical thing to follow this waste boy, if you follow me, you will be much stronger than this kid!"

Xu Shao's squinting little eyes stared at Zi Ling and kept sweeping up and down, stretched out his tongue and licked his fat lips, and said with a lewd smile, just now he only cared about taunting Yang Yan, and didn't notice the Zi Ling beside him, until Zi Ling couldn't help but open his mouth to scold, and then he caught his attention.

"Say it to me again!"

Yang Yan's steps stopped abruptly, turned around and glared angrily, and said word by word to Xu Shaoguang.

From childhood to adulthood, in Yang Yan's heart, in addition to his father, the person who values and cares about the most is Zi Ling, Xu Shaoguang can ridicule himself, but he will never allow insults to Zi Ling!