The Tide Turns

When Ah Yin entered, she had been constantly observing everything around her as well. However, she did not know much about Soul Tools and was still simply at the stage of using them.

So she subconsciously looked directly at Yun Feng and asked:

"Yun Feng, are these all Soul Tools?"

Yun Feng shifted his gaze from Flender to the items hanging on the walls and answered truthfully:

"It's normal that you don't know. For ordinary people, unless they test every single item with Soul Power, they can't tell just by looking."

"Only someone like me, who understands the manufacturing process of Soul Tools, can notice the slight differences between Soul Tools and ordinary objects."

Hearing Yun Feng speak so proudly in her heart, Ah Yin subconsciously smiled before saying:

"Then do you know whether there are any more Soul Tools here?"

Yun Feng nodded, an imperceptible hint of amusement appearing in his eyes.

"Of course."

After saying that, Yun Feng did not continue replying to Ah Yin.

Instead, he put on an act and wandered around the shop several times.

However, it was worth mentioning that the Hair Crystal that should have been here had now disappeared.

If nothing unexpected had happened, Tang San had probably bought it.

But Yun Feng did not care much.

In his view, Hidden Weapons were ultimately just minor tricks.

As long as Soul Tools were combined with his own creativity, it was not impossible to create a scene where future technology crushed primitive people!

Besides, hadn't his idea already been more than half realized?

The Desert Eagle had already appeared.

If heavy sniper rifles, Gatling guns, tanks, and aircraft showed up someday, that should be perfectly normal too.

When the time came, he would compare them and see whether Tang San's Bodhisattva Tear, the Hidden Weapon said to be capable of slaughtering gods, was stronger, or whether the Soul Tools he forged were stronger.

As he thought, he walked over to the wall and fixed his gaze on a battered, worn-out ring.

Feeling the aura it emitted, Yun Feng could confirm that it was a Soul Tool. However, it had lost most of its functions. Repairing it would likely take some time. After thinking it over, Yun Feng still took it down directly.

Then he made another round and found several more Soul Tools, but most of them were badly damaged. Even if they were repaired, they would not be of much use.

They might even be destroyed outright during the repair process, so there was no need to bother.

Holding the ring-shaped Soul Tool, Yun Feng did not overthink it and walked directly up to Flender, looking at him as he asked:

"Boss, how much is this?"

"Not expensive. Five hundred Gold Soul Coins."

A lazy, somewhat magnetic yet hoarse voice sounded.

Perhaps Flender had a slight lisp, because his words were somewhat unclear.

Fortunately, only Yun Feng was here, and the shop was quiet, allowing him to make out what Flender had said clearly.

Ah Yin had naturally been paying attention to this as well. She had not expected the middle-aged man in front of her to demand five hundred Gold Soul Coins right away. If she had not undergone Human Transformation before and seen much of the world, she might have truly thought it was not expensive. This thing was worth one Gold Soul Coin at most.

Perhaps not even that. How dare he ask for so much?

Just as Ah Yin was about to persuade Yun Feng, Yun Feng merely smiled and directly took out the money.

"Alright, I'll buy it."

He took out a bundle from his ring, weighed it in his hand, then placed it directly on the counter. Holding the ring-shaped Soul Tool, he prepared to leave.

Ah Yin stared at Yun Feng's actions in astonishment. Even Flender was somewhat dumbfounded.

But then Flender's expression brightened, and he continued:

"Your money isn't enough."

Yun Feng paused, then smiled.

"Being too greedy isn't good."

After glancing at Yun Feng, Flender closed his eyes and said directly:

"Eight hundred. Take it away."

Hearing that, Yun Feng immediately laughed.

"It's not good to go back on your word in business, is it?"

However, Yun Feng's words only made Flender even more certain that this Soul Tool had to be of great use to him, though Flender had no idea what use this piece of junk could have.

"Fine, I won't change it again. One thousand Gold Soul Coins, and this thing is yours!"

After giving Flender a glance, Yun Feng did not say anything else, but his eyes had already turned cold.

The smile from before was gone.

He had money, but that did not mean he would let himself be cheated like this.

Yun Feng stroked the circular Soul Tool in his hand, and a flicker passed through his eyes.

"What a pity. It seems I have no fate with this thing."

After saying that, he picked up the money pouch he had put down earlier and prepared to leave.

Flender was briefly stunned.

Judging by Yun Feng's clothes, he did not look like someone short on money!

The craftsmanship of his robe alone came from a Soul Elder who specialized in custom-made clothing. He was a famous master tailor within the Heaven Dou Empire.

As for the materials of the robe, Flender had only needed one glance to recognize Millennium Snow Silkworm Silk, Dragon Down, and Ghost Sandalwood.

It was worth at least five thousand gold!

He did not look like someone who could not afford it!

Had Flender messed this up?

Flender refused to believe it. After all these years, he had never misjudged anyone. The young man before him was definitely a fat fish.

But as Yun Feng walked step by step toward the entrance, reaching the door at last, Flender could no longer hold back and called out to stop him:

"Forget it. Since we're fated to meet, take it for five hundred Gold Soul Coins."

Yun Feng smiled but did not turn around. He merely raised three fingers.

"No, I've changed my mind. I only have three hundred Gold Soul Coins now. Not a single coin more."

The leisurely expression on Flender's face immediately turned to astonishment, along with a trace of disbelief!

"Huh?"

"Impossible!"

"Three hundred Gold Soul Coins? That's impossible!"

Hearing that answer, Yun Feng merely shook his head and walked out of the shop.

When Flender saw that Yun Feng truly intended to leave, he could no longer keep up the act.

He stood up, stared carefully at the circular Soul Tool on the counter, and examined it. Yet with his own discernment, he could not see even the slightest use for the thing.

He gritted his teeth and stomped his foot.

Flender chased from the rocking chair to the shop entrance and shouted at Yun Feng:

"Little brother, business always involves bargaining. How about this? Three hundred it is. I'll consider it the price of making a friend!"

How could Yun Feng not know that Flender had picked all of this up as scrap?

Its value was so low that it would not even qualify as an auction exhibit.

One Gold Soul Coin was the absolute limit.

Therefore, Flender could never possibly give up this profit.

Only when he saw Yun Feng truly leaving did he hurriedly try to keep him.

At last, Yun Feng turned back. Looking at the gloomy man with a monocle set into his eye socket, he nodded approvingly.