Lin Yuting (Late Third Update)

Wang Changsheng gazed at the Azure Cloud Shield, his face filled with delight.

Now that the Azure Cloud Shield had been successfully refined, he naturally had to take it out and sell it.

He left the room and went to the front desk, called Wang Changxing back inside, and took out the Azure Cloud Shield.

"Ninth Brother, you actually succeeded in refining a Spirit Tool with just one set of materials. Is this really your first time refining an artifact?"

Wang Changxing's face was full of shock, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Third Brother, let's go sell this Azure Cloud Shield! You're good at bargaining. Once we sell it, I'll give you some Spirit Stones."

Wang Changxing thought for a moment before saying, "Where do you plan to sell the Azure Cloud Shield? Those shops need to make a profit, so their buying price certainly won't be very high. If we want to maximize our gains, we should go to the plaza and sell it to those Rogue Cultivators at a price slightly lower than the market rate. Defensive Spirit Tools aren't like offensive Spirit Tools. No matter how poor a Rogue Cultivator is, they'll have an offensive Spirit Tool, but that may not be true of a defensive one. There'll definitely be Rogue Cultivators willing to buy it."

"That's what I thought too, Third Brother. I've already made up my mind. We'll sell this Azure Cloud Shield for Spirit Stones, buy more materials to refine another one, and then sell that one too. We'll keep repeating the process. Even if we can't sell them, we can keep them for our own use."

Once they had decided to do it, the two brothers eagerly left.

They did not go to the plaza. Instead, they came to stand before a three-story Red Pavilion.

Hundred Weapons Pavilion was the name of the shop. One could tell from the name alone that it was a shop selling weapons.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Changxing exchanged a glance, nodded, and walked in together.

The hall was bright and spacious. Even a hundred people could stand inside without feeling crowded.

Around the hall were rows of counters made from Golden Silk Nanmu. Behind them stood rows of tall shelves also made from Golden Silk Nanmu, filled with all kinds of Spirit Tools. Blades, spears, clubs, and all eighteen kinds of weapons were available, along with some strange weapons of bizarre shapes.

"Eh, Cousin, are you here to buy a weapon too?"

A somewhat delighted voice suddenly reached Wang Changsheng's ears.

Before he could react, Zhao Ningxiang had already walked up before him.

Zhao Ningxiang was wearing an Azure Lotus dress today. Two adorable dimples appeared on her pretty cheeks, making her especially captivating.

Wang Changsheng smiled Slightly at Zhao Ningxiang and said, "Cousin Ningxiang, why are you here alone? Where's Cousin Ningxuan?"

"I don't know where my brother ran off to. Cousin Changsheng, I want to buy a High-grade Spirit Tool, but no matter how much I plead with them, they refuse to lower the price. I'm still short five Spirit Stones. Could you lend me five Spirit Stones? Once I meet up with my father, I'll return them to you right away."

Zhao Ningxiang's beautiful eyes were filled with anticipation.

"Five Spirit Stones? I have them!"

Without hesitation, Wang Changsheng took out five Spirit Stones and handed them to Zhao Ningxiang.

Joy appeared on Zhao Ningxiang's face. She hurried to a counter, removed the Storage Pouch from her waist, and poured out more than two hundred Spirit Stones.

After the attendant finished counting them and put them away, he took a two-foot-long Azure Short Sword, about an inch wide, down from the shelf. A Full Moon Pattern was engraved on its hilt.

Zhao Ningxiang took the Azure Short Sword and could not help giving it a light wave. The Azure Short Sword swept rapidly through the air, producing a crisp sword ring.

Wang Changxing could not help praising it. "Good sword, Ninth Brother. This must be the Cousin Ningxiang you mentioned to me! I think Cousin Ningxiang is much prettier than you described."

Hearing this, a hint of blush appeared on Zhao Ningxiang's fair face. She asked, "Cousin Changsheng, who is this...?"

"This is my Third Brother, Wang Changxing. You can call him Third Cousin."

"Are you here to buy a Spirit Tool? The Spirit Tools at Hundred Weapons Pavilion are indeed quite good, but they're a little expensive. What kind of Spirit Tool do you want to buy? I can help you choose. My eye for such things is pretty good."

Zhao Ningxiang said this with a giggle.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Changxing only wanted to ask about the price of a low-grade defensive Spirit Tool. They had no intention of buying one.

Just then, a delighted male voice rang out. "Cousin Ningxiang, so you were here! Your brother had such a hard time finding you."

A young man in his twenties walked in. He wore a Blue Scholar Robe and held a white Folding Fan. With red lips, pearly teeth, and handsome features, he possessed a unique air in every gesture and movement.

"Eh, Cousin Yuting, it's you!"

Zhao Ningxiang Smiled Slightly and spoke sweetly.

The young man in the scholar's robe revealed what he thought was a charming smile and said, "Who else could it be if not me? Tianhe Market is our Lin Family's territory. You and Cousin Ningxuan came to attend the Tianhe Gathering without looking me up. That's not right. I know Tianhe Market like the back of my hand. Let me take you around properly!"

Zhao Ningxiang was somewhat tempted. She pointed at Wang Changsheng and Wang Changxing and said, "Cousin Yuting, let me introduce you. These two are Wang Changsheng and Wang Changxing. They're also my cousins."

"Wang Changxing and Wang Changsheng of Azure Lotus Mountain greet Daoist Lin."

Wang Changxing and Wang Changsheng almost simultaneously cupped their fists toward Lin Yuting and introduced themselves.

"Lin Yuting of Red Leaf Ridge greets the two Daoist Wang friends. Are you here to buy a Spirit Tool? I'm quite familiar with the shopkeeper of Hundred Weapons Pavilion. I can say a word to him and get you a slightly lower price."

"Oh, isn't this Young Master Lin? You came to Hundred Weapons Pavilion to show off your wealth again. Which young girl are you trying to deceive this time?"

A woman's mocking voice suddenly rang out.

As soon as the voice fell, a young woman in her twenties walked in, her face full of mockery as she looked at Lin Yuting.

The girl wore a Red Fitted Outfit. Her skin was as white as snow, and a White Cloud Pattern adorned her sleeve. There was a rare, heroic air between her brows.

"Ye Zhanling, you madwoman, stop spouting nonsense! Don't think that just because your mother is the Family Head of the Ye Family, I won't dare to deal with you."

Lin Yuting glared viciously at the girl and spoke coldly.

"Oh, I'm so scared." Ye Zhanling patted her ample chest and feigned fear. Then she sneered, "If your father weren't the Family Head of the Lin Family, Great Aunt would have broken your third leg for my younger sister long ago, so you wouldn't keep bringing harm to young girls everywhere."

She glanced at Zhao Ningxiang meaningfully and said, "Little girl, keep your eyes open. Don't let someone sell you off while you help him count the money. Men with handsome faces are the best at deceiving people, especially innocent little girls like you."

Zhao Ningxiang blinked, her clear eyes filled with confusion.

"Ye Zhanling, you're slandering me! I'll kill you!"

Lin Yuting flew into a rage and slapped the Storage Pouch at his waist.

With two whooshes, two short swords flashing with red light flew out of it and slashed toward Ye Zhanling.

"Cousin Yuting, don't!"

Zhao Ningxiang's expression changed, and she cried out in alarm.

Wang Changsheng's expression shifted slightly. He had not expected Lin Yuting to be so impulsive, wanting to kill someone at the slightest disagreement. He truly had no idea how Lin Yuting's parents had taught him.

Ye Zhanling Smiled Slightly, standing perfectly still as if she had no intention of resisting.

Lin Yuting was already feeling somewhat regretful. He did not dare kill Ye Zhanling in front of so many people, so he hurriedly manipulated the two Flying Swords to stop.

The two Red Flying Swords halted abruptly above Ye Zhanling's head, barely an inch away from her.

"Hmph. If you had truly dared to attack, I might have considered you a man. I never expected you to be such a coward. Who knows how my younger sister ever became so blind as to fall for a spineless wimp like you?"

Ye Zhanling spoke with disdain, her beautiful eyes filled with contempt, and walked toward the second floor of Hundred Weapons Pavilion.

Lin Yuting's face flushed bright red. He was so furious that he could not speak for a long while. Then, as if he had remembered something, he hurriedly explained, "Cousin Ningxiang, don't listen to her nonsense. That madwoman has a grudge against me. She deliberately slandered me."

I got back late from my run, so the update was late. Sorry about that, and thanks to Pavilion Master Jingyuan and 20190310002415780 for the tips.