Zhu Changyang earned two hundred medium-grade spirit stones with tears in his eyes. Then he looked at the young man with eyes that were more friendly than the ones he saw on the number one brother on the list.
After helping him up, the two sides exchanged their names.
The young man called himself Shen Zha and was a disciple of the Zhan Cang Sect.
Zhu Changyang was shocked after hearing this. After these days of intensive study, he had a general understanding of the major sects in Piaomiao Continent.
The Zhan Cang Sect is one of the top sword sects on the continent, and is known as the Kunlun Sect in the Western Regions.
What surprised Zhu Changyang was not that Shen Zha was a disciple of the Zhan Cang sect, but that as a disciple of the Zhan Cang sect, his sword-controlling skills were so poor.
This is just like the fact that students from Lanxiang Technical School don’t know how to drive an excavator. It cannot be said that this is completely unacceptable, but it is certainly not plausible.
Zhu Changyang was obviously not the first person to have such doubts. Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Shen Zhe immediately understood and laughed, saying generously: "My family spent some money to send me to the Zhan Cang Sect. My cultivation is slightly inferior to that of my fellow disciples."
Zhu Changyang understood that it was because he had spent money on school selection.
Then he felt jealous. The Zhan Cang Sect is equivalent to Tsinghua University and Peking University among sword cultivators. This "school selection fee" is probably not as simple as "some". This is a pure rich second generation.
Shen Zha was unaware that the aura of wealth he inadvertently revealed had hurt the heart of a poor time traveler. He only looked at the "scooter" parked next to him: "Brothers, that 'front'..."
Jun Shu had been somewhat disgusted with the front of the car, but when Shen Zha saw it, he felt inexplicably unhappy and looked at Zhu Changyang: "Are you really selling it?"
Zhu Changyang felt inexplicably guilty when he looked at him: "..."
Why does Pengcishu always show strange possessiveness in unnecessary places
"Sell, of course." Zhu Changyang said, but he hesitated for a moment and said to Shen Zha, "This is for my own use. How about this, I will make another one and deliver it to you later. What do you think?"
This decision was not mainly because of Jun Shu, but because Shen Zha gave too much, and Zhu Changyang was embarrassed to give him a second-hand one. After all, it was rare to have a rich client, and if the service was good, he might become a repeat customer.
Jun Shu showed joy upon hearing this, and immediately dismantled the front of the car and put it into the mustard bag together with the sword.
The movements are smooth and seamless.
Zhu Changyang: “.”
"Okay." Shen Zha didn't think much about it and took out a bill from the mustard bag. "Then I'll pay you a fifty-dollar deposit first, and I'll give you the rest of the money after I get the goods."
"It's settled." Zhu Changyang also nodded and took the bill.
There are also banks in the world of cultivation, and they are very high-end. The bills they use have specific anti-counterfeiting spells on them, making them impossible to forge.
There was a faint golden seal on the bill that Shen Zha handed over.
The two sides hit it off right away, and after finalizing the deal, they headed towards Cangbo City together.
Zhu Changyang took the opportunity to ask Shen Zha if he knew where he could get the invitation to the Changchun Tower wedding.
"Brothers, do you want to go to the ceremony?" Shen Zha asked enthusiastically, "Then you've asked the right person. I happen to know someone who resells this. Wait a moment, I'll ask for you."
As he spoke, he took out the jade letter of summons and sent a short note. The other party also replied quickly after a while.
Shen Zha raised his eyebrows: "Brother Zhu, you are lucky. That person just happened to have a few posters in his hand, and the price is not expensive..."
"Really?" Zhu Changyang was delighted, "Then I want to..."
Shen Zha continued, "The entry-level ticket only costs 500 medium-grade spirit stones."
"Ahem," Zhu Changyang almost choked to death and changed the subject abruptly, "I need to take a breath."
He shouldn't have believed the rich second generation's words that it's "not expensive".
"Forget it." Zhu Changyang waved his hand, "I'll just take a look outside and feel the atmosphere when the time comes."
Originally, he had never thought that he would be able to actually attend the ceremony in person. It was easy to imagine how popular the invitations to such a grand banquet were.
However, it is really too much to sell an entry-level post for 500 medium-grade spirit stones. It turns out that no matter what world it is, scalpers are all black-hearted.
"Well then." Shen Zha didn't say much after hearing this, but just mentioned one more sentence, "If you change your mind, tell me, it's better to tell me sooner rather than later. This thing will become more expensive the later you wait. I heard that the invitation to the main hall is now sold for a top-grade spirit stone on the black market."
The exchange rate between high-grade spirit stones and medium-grade spirit stones is 1:1000, which means that an invitation to the main hall is enough to buy Zhu Changyang's technical patents twice.
Zhu Changyang looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle with a sad look: "There are so many rich people in the world, why can't there be one more me?"
"This..." Shen Zha was speechless for a moment, paused for a moment, and then said dryly, "In fact, it's not that the rich are hyping it up. I heard that those who buy the main hall posts at high prices are mainly admirers of Zi Jiuwen."
Zhu Changyang realized: "… a sad rich woman."
No wonder.
"Sad rich woman?" Shen Zha heard this term for the first time and felt it was new. He chewed it twice and felt it was very appropriate. He sighed and said, "Yes, it is a sad rich woman."
There was no chance of buying invitations, so Zhu Changyang changed the subject and the two chatted about daily life.
Zhu Changyang originally thought that Shen Zha had also come to join in the fun, and considering his status and financial resources, he should have an invitation in hand.
Shen Zha shook his head and said that he came to Cangbo City this time actually to look for someone.
As for who he was looking for, he didn't elaborate. Zhu Changyang saw that his face looked a little strange, so he was very tactful and didn't ask any more questions.
As they were talking, the three of them had already passed through the magnificent city gate of Cangbo City.
As you enter the city, you'll see a broad bluestone avenue, with shops lining both sides and wine flags fluttering. The sounds of bustle fill your ears, making your mind feel relaxed.
Zhu Changyang looked around and asked, "Which direction is the inn?"
Seeing this, Shen Zha said, "The wedding will be held soon in Changchun Tower, and it may be difficult to find an inn at this time. If you two don't mind, you may stay at my house. It just so happens that you have something to deliver to me, so you don't have to make another trip."
Zhu Changyang was puzzled: "Your home?"
Just now Shen Zha clearly mentioned that he was from Tunchuan Mountain.
Shen Zha smiled slightly: "My father has some small business here."
Zhu Changyang: “…”
fine.
However, Shen Zha did remind him that Cangbo City is now like a tourist attraction in the peak season. People are rushing here from all directions, and you can imagine how tight the accommodation is.
The most important thing is that the invitation issue made Zhu Changyang realize how shady the market in the cultivation world is. Even if there are still rooms available at this time, the price is probably not cheap.
Adhering to the principle of saving as much as possible, Zhu Changyang agreed, and Jun Shu naturally followed him.
Then, Zhu Changyang was hurt again without warning.
"Is this your family's small business?" Zhu Changyang looked at the magnificent three-story restaurant in front of him and felt his eyes moist.
"That's right." Shen Zha sighed, "The customs and habits of Cangbo City are very different from those of Tunchuan Mountain. My father is not capable enough, and the several businesses he originally operated here all ended in failure. Now only this restaurant is left."
It sounds really miserable, and it means that the people who listen to it are miserable.
Zhu Changyang waved his hand weakly: "Okay, got it."
Thanks to the young master Shen Zha, Zhu Changyang and Jun Shu were treated as VIPs. The shopkeeper assigned them a room in the upper room and prepared a sumptuous meal with great courtesy, which made Zhu Changyang feel embarrassed. He immediately decided to upgrade Shen Zha's car head to a customized model for free.
After dinner, Zhu Changyang went to the counter again, wanting to get some new information. Unexpectedly, Shen Zha was there too, whispering to the shopkeeper furtively: "... Are you sure the information is correct, and she is really there?"
The shopkeeper patted his chest and said, "Don't worry about my work, and I have already found someone to lead her away..."
When he was halfway through his words, he caught sight of Zhu Changyang and immediately changed the subject, saying with a smile, "Master Zhu, why are you here?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Zha quickly stopped talking and said, "Ha, business is pretty good this month?"
Zhu Changyang: “…”
It's a bit stiff, Young Master.
Considering the strange look on Shen Zha's face when he mentioned looking for someone in the afternoon, Zhu Changyang vaguely guessed that Shen Zha's trip might not be simple.
But this had nothing to do with him, so Zhu Changyang pretended not to hear anything and said with a smile: "Oh, I wanted to ask about the situation in the city."
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The next morning, Zhu Changyang got up early and wanted to go to Shen Zha to say hello politely, but he found out that Shen Zha had already gone out.
Zhu Changyang didn't take it seriously and prepared to go downstairs, but as soon as he turned around, the door of the adjacent room opened immediately.
Jun Shu poked his head out: "Are you ready to go out?"
Zhu Changyang: “!”
To be honest, after such a long time, he still hasn't gotten used to the mysterious state of Peng Ci Shu.
Zhu Changyang took a breath and said, "I'm going to the materials store. Do you want to come with me?"
Now that he is able to use spiritual fire, he can also refine the materials rich in spiritual energy in the world of cultivation.
So he traveled during the day and studied the material knowledge eagerly at night. But learning through books is always limited. If you want to understand it intuitively and comprehensively, you still have to see the real thing.
Jun Shu didn't care about the itinerary at all. He only cared about one thing: "Do we go by bike?"
Zhu Changyang: “… Ride.”
Jun Shu stepped out of the room: "Then I'll go too."
Zhu Changyang gave up struggling: "Okay."
The two went downstairs and were about to go out, but at this moment, there was a commotion at the door.
Shen Zhai rushed in with his hands and feet, shouting: "Help, help, help—"
Behind him, a flying sword followed closely.
The sword was shining with silver light, as if it had eyes, and it kept biting Shen Zhai. Shen Zhai jumped up and down and overturned several tables, but he still couldn't get rid of the sword. He looked extremely embarrassed.
Seeing that Shen Zha was about to be stabbed, Zhu Changyang couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and instinctively wanted to step forward to pull him aside.
But immediately, his wrist was grabbed, and Jun Shu pulled him back: "Don't be stubborn."
As soon as the words fell, the rusty sword flew out of the mustard bag, like a long rainbow, slashing across the air towards the sword that was chasing Shen Zha.
The rusty sword moved extremely fast, but in an instant, the flying sword had no time to react and was cut in half.
throat-
A dull metallic collision sound was heard, and the flying sword fell to the ground, only an inch away from Shen Zha.
Shen Zha's face turned pale, and he took two deep breaths before he realized what had happened. He was immediately overjoyed and rushed over, "Brother Jun, thank you, thank you!"
As he spoke, he hid behind Jun Shu.
Zhu Changyang: “…” He really knows how to thank!
Before he could ask, an angry shout came from outside the door: "Who knocked my sword down?"
Following the sound, a bright-faced young woman rushed in angrily, cursing: "Shen Zha, you bastard, don't think you can escape by finding help, give my things back to me-"
As she spoke, the long sword on the ground rose into the air again and hovered in front of her. The tip of the sword was pointed at Shen Zha again, emitting a compelling aura.
The woman threatened: "I didn't use force just now, but I won't be polite this time."
Zhu Changyang: "Madam, please talk to me nicely..."
Shen Zha: "Senior Sister, I beg you, you really can't go-"
The two spoke at the same time. Zhu Changyang was stunned and looked at Shen Zha in shock: "She is your senior sister?"
Shen Zha laughed dryly twice: "Let me introduce you, this is my senior sister, Ming Rusu."
Zhu Changyang was silent for a moment, but couldn't help asking, "Is the relationship between you two masters so bad?"
Shen Zha laughed awkwardly: "Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding. Senior Sister and I are like brothers..."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Ming Rusu interrupted him, "Give me back the invitation!"
Zhu Changyang finally realized something was wrong and asked, "What invitation?"
Ming Rusu gritted her teeth: "This bastard, he found someone to lure me away early in the morning and stole the wedding invitation to Changchunlou that I bought from the black market."
"?" Zhu Changyang slowly turned to look at Shen Zha, his face full of disapproval, "Brother Shen, you wouldn't do that, would you?"
It's just a wedding invitation. With Shen Zha's financial resources, he can definitely buy it himself. No matter how you think about it, he shouldn't steal it from his senior sister, right
Shen Zha quickly waved his hands: "It's not because of this."
Zhu Changyang was puzzled: "Why is that?"
Shen Zha looked at Ming Rusu awkwardly, with a difficult look on his face, and it was obvious that he didn't know what to say.
Judging from the situation, I'm afraid some secrets are involved.
Zhu Changyang wanted to change the subject.
Ming Rusu, however, didn't care at all. She raised her chin and said with disdain, "Why? You're just afraid that I'll go and steal the bride."
"Ah?" Zhu Changyang was stunned and asked subconsciously, "Why do you want to rob the bride?"
Ming Rusu sneered, "Because Zi Jiuwen and I had a relationship before."
Zhu Changyang: ???!
Wow, I was caught off guard and my mouth was stuffed with a melon.
Are all the revelations in your cultivation world so direct
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Senior Sister: You have to reveal your own information.
(End of this chapter)