This thing can also be sold?

Baiguo City.

The sun blazed high in the sky, and outside the city, the line of people stretched like a dragon.

Grand Hua Daoist and Su Changyu stood outside the city, queuing in order.

Amidst the crowd, Grand Hua Daoist's gaze was fixed on a notice, unblinking, as if lost in thought.

Su Changyu glanced at the notice and was immediately taken aback.

It was a notice for the 'Qingzhou Sword Dao Convention'.

The content was simple.

The Qingzhou Sword Dao Convention would be held in Changyun Ancient City in three months.

Registration requirement: Ten low-grade spirit stones.

Top 500 reward: Sword Dao Robe.

Top 100 reward: One hundred low-grade spirit stones.

Top 50 reward: Five hundred low-grade spirit stones.

Top 10 reward: Top-grade Spirit Artifact Flying Sword.

Top 3 reward: A Spirit Artifact Flying Sword.

Qingzhou Sword Dao Champion: A High-grade Spirit Artifact Flying Sword.

This Qingzhou Sword Dao Convention also had a mysterious grand prize waiting for you. Don't miss this opportunity.

Registration location: Available at the sect affairs offices in all major cities of Qingzhou.

The Qingzhou Sword Dao Convention is held every three years and is quite a famous event within Qingzhou.

Although the rewards didn't seem very generous, participating in such a convention wasn't about the rewards. The main draw was the prestige.

Who wouldn't want to become a sword dao genius admired by thousands?

Su Changyu looked at the notice, momentarily stunned, but then he recalled the glory of securing a spot in the top 500 back then.

Even though the number of participants in that particular year was a bit low, winning a spot in the top 500 was still an honor that brought glory to his ancestors.

Seeing his sect leader staring blankly at the notice for so long, Su Changyu spoke up.

"Sect Leader, don't get your hopes up. We're not qualified to participate in the Qingzhou Sword Dao Convention. Uh, Sect Leader, are you perhaps thinking of...?"

Su Changyu was initially dismissive, but then he seemed to guess what Grand Hua Daoist was planning and was stunned.

"Don't talk nonsense. Let's take care of business first."

Grand Hua Daoist cautioned Su Changyu to be careful with his words, and then the two fell silent.

A full hour later.

The two finally entered Baiguo City.

Upon entering Baiguo City, Grand Hua Daoist, carrying a cloth bag, headed straight for a pawnshop.

'Chengjin Pawnshop'

The pawnshop looked quite high-end. As soon as they stepped inside, a sandalwood fragrance filled the air, bringing a sense of peace and refreshment.

Grand Hua Daoist and Su Changyu appeared calm.

The pawnshop owner personally came out to greet them, a fawning smile on his face.

"Are the two Esteemed Immortals here to pawn or sell?"

The owner, appearing to be in his forties, had a somewhat cunning look about him.

"Sell."

Grand Hua Daoist stated directly.

He understood the rules of pawnshops. Pawning usually only yielded thirty percent of the item's original price, while selling typically meant a loss of about thirty percent.

But it brought in money quickly, and there was no other way.

"Selling, is it? Alright, may I ask what the two Esteemed Immortals wish to sell?"

The owner asked with a smile.

"Here, give me a good price for these. We'll be back often."

Grand Hua Daoist directly tossed the bag onto the ground. This was the collection he had gathered for most of the day; essentially, everything of value from Qingyun Dao Sect was in here.

"Very well, please have a seat, Esteemed Immortals. Someone, serve the Immortals some tea."

Seeing Grand Hua Daoist's nonchalant demeanor, the pawnshop owner's face lit up with joy. He instinctively thought he had a big customer and hastily ordered tea to be served.

"No need. Just inspect the goods and give us the money. We don't need tea."

Grand Hua Daoist said very seriously.

He had to watch them inspect the goods to prevent any unexpected issues.

Hearing Grand Hua Daoist's words, the owner showed no displeasure. On the contrary, his mood improved. The more serious the customer, the better the goods in the bag were likely to be. If it were just a pile of junk, who would care so much?

"Esteemed Immortals, please wait a moment."

The shopkeeper smiled and then instructed a handyman to fetch the pawnshop's appraiser.

After a short while, an old man hurried over. Upon seeing Grand Hua Daoist and Su Changyu, he cupped his hands with a smile in greeting.

The two also nodded.

Soon, the old man opened the bag, his eyes filled with anticipation.

It wasn't just him; the pawnshop owner also showed a hopeful expression.

After all, Grand Hua Daoist and Su Changyu had quite the presence, so they must have brought something good.

However, as soon as the two opened the sack, their expressions instantly changed.

Inside the sack was a dazzling array of items, but at first glance, they all seemed like junk.

The appraiser rubbed his eyes, fearing he might be mistaken, and examined them carefully. Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It was indeed a pile of junk.

He hadn't misjudged.

"Esteemed Immortals, is there some mistake?"

The pawnshop owner looked bewildered.

"No mistake, it's just these items. Give me a fair price, and we'll come back to you next time."

Grand Hua Daoist seemed unfazed and said very earnestly.

At these words, the owner of Chengjin Pawnshop fell completely silent.

What the heck, I thought it was some kind of treasure.

Turns out it's just a pile of scrap?

Scrap it is, why the pretense?

And bringing a pile of scrap to pawn? Are they desperate for money?

And offering a fair price? Coming back next time? Do you think this is a farmer's market? This is a pawnshop, do you think I'm collecting junk for ten taels of gold?

The owner, Ten Taels of Gold, remained silent for a moment.

Despite a stomach full of complaints, he ultimately chose not to vent them.

After all, when running a business, one couldn't only accept good deals and reject bad ones.

A deal could be refused, but reputation couldn't be tarnished.

With this thought, Ten Taels of Gold could only sigh and begin appraising the junk.

"Unranked Demonic Beast Hide, seven taels of silver."

"Damaged Flying Sword Hilt, twelve taels of silver."

"One Magic Treasure Fragment, nine taels of silver."

"A Foot Cloth? Damn it, Esteemed Immortals, this is a bit much, isn't it? You're selling a foot cloth?"

Inside the pawnshop.

Ten Taels of Gold squatted on the ground, taking out items from the bag one by one. He wasn't angry at first, but when he pulled out a foot cloth, he couldn't help but get a little annoyed.

This item was truly going too far.

"Oh, I was in too much of a hurry when packing. This one was a mistake, a mistake."

Grand Hua Daoist looked a bit embarrassed and quickly put away the foot cloth.

Ten Taels of Gold felt a bit dejected.

But in the end, he endured it.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, all the items had been appraised.

It was indeed a pile of junk.

This shattered Ten Taels of Gold's last shred of hope.

He had previously fantasized that these two were powerful cultivators who were just playing with him, hiding their good items below. Now, he realized he was too naive.

"A total of one gold and thirty-five taels."

The owner, Ten Taels of Gold, stood up, clapped his hands, and said to Grand Hua Daoist.

"One gold and thirty-five taels? That's a bit low. Let's make friends, how about two gold taels?"

Grand Hua Daoist pondered for a moment and then said.

Ten Taels of Gold: "..."

His expression turned somewhat silent, unsure of what to say.

He felt he didn't want to make this friend.

"One gold coin and thirty-five taels, not a single coin more. If the two Esteemed Immortals are not satisfied, you can try other pawnshops."

Ten Taels of Gold chuckled.

He desperately wanted these two to leave quickly.

As the esteemed proprietor of Chengjin Pawnshop, he dealt with tens of gold coins per hour. Having these two waste his time for so long was not only a loss, but more importantly, it was embarrassing.

"Shopkeeper, let's just be friends. If there's a chance in the future, we'll continue to patronize your business. One gold coin and fifty taels, how about that? I won't take advantage of you."

Grand Hua Daoist said shamelessly.

The other man shook his head helplessly, then forced a bitter smile.

"To be honest, Esteemed Immortals, the value of all these items you have combined doesn't even match the price of the Xuan paper from that painting. If you can afford Xuyang Xuan Paper, why bother haggling over a few taels of silver?"

Ten Taels of Gold spoke.

His gaze was fixed on the scroll in Su Changyu's hand.

The main reason he mistook these two for wealthy patrons was this scroll.

He could tell at a glance that it was Xuyang Xuan Paper, worth one tael of gold per foot. The scroll itself was likely worth over ten gold coins.

Only those from affluent families would dare to use such Xuan paper for their artwork.

Ordinary scholars couldn't afford it.

But in the next moment.

Grand Hua Daoist's voice rang out.

"This thing can be sold too?"