Chapter 251 Framing
Chapter 251 Framing
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So many Spirit Stones, at a cursory glance, there would be no fewer than six or seven thousand.
Just who was this young man who could casually take out so many Spirit Stones?
In their hearts, these people speculated that even if they pooled all the Spirit Stones they had on them, they probably wouldn't amount to this many.
More and more people walked up to Li Xiaoyao, presenting various items, hoping that he would take an interest in them.
"This is a seventeen-year-old gold-thread snake."
"I have a rock that was obtained from the cave of immortals."
"I have a strain of Spirit Grass for just three thousand Spirit Stones."
At first, Li Xiaoyao was interested in what these people were saying, but when he saw the so-called treasures they presented, he couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment.
A seventeen-year-old gold-thread snake was just a two or three-meter python, at most with a lifespan of five or six years.
And that rock from the cave of immortals, wasn't it just a damn rock?
The strain of Spirit Grass did catch Li Xiaoyao's eye, but the price of three thousand Spirit Stones clearly took him for a fool.
"Three hundred Spirit Stones, take it or leave it," Li Xiaoyao said indifferently.
The man chuckled awkwardly, knowing full well that his asking price was too high, and without hesitation, he placed the Spirit Grass on the stall.
Li Xiaoyao gave him three hundred Spirit Stones and took the Spirit Grass into his Storage Space.
With so many people gathering around Li Xiaoyao, even more were drawn over to see what was happening.
"What's going on over there? Why are there so many people?"
"Eh, it looks like it's that kid's spot." Wei Ziwen was speaking; they had strolled around and were ready to return to the inn for a good rest, but just as they were about to go back, they saw so many people gathering around where Li Xiaoyao was.
Yao Yao snorted lightly, "So arrogant and self-important, he must have offended some big shot, and now he's probably in trouble."
Wei Ziwen smiled slightly, took Yao Yao's hand and said, "Let's go check it out."
When he took her hand, Yao Yao's cheeks slightly reddened, but she did not struggle and obediently hummed in agreement.
They tried to push through the crowd but couldn't make it in, so they had no choice but to ask someone nearby, "Fellow daoist, may I ask what's going on inside?"
The person didn't even turn his head, responding, "That vendor inside is very wealthy; we all want to sell him our items, but we just don't know whether he will buy them or not."
Upon hearing this, they were both stunned.
The vendor inside is very wealthy?
That guy dressed like a country bumpkin?
"Haha, fellow daoist, you must be joking. No matter how wealthy that vendor is, how much can he really have?" Wei Ziwen didn't believe it, a man who encountered trouble and had to rely on a woman to solve it, how much could he possibly have?
"You haven't seen it, but that vendor just casually tossed out tens of thousands of Spirit Stones," the man remarked with a hint of regret in his tone.
Tens of thousands of Spirit Stones, just like that!
Wei Ziwen's body shook slightly, somewhat in disbelief.
That country bumpkin was actually that wealthy?
A plan slowly took shape in Wei Ziwen's mind.
Wei Ziwen took a step forward to head inside but was pulled back by Yao Yao.
"Big brother Wei, what are you going to do?"
Wei Ziwen said, "That kid just offended you, and although Lin Shiyun backed him up, he still can't miss the lesson he deserves, otherwise everyone will think they can bully you in the future, won't they?"
Yao Yao knew that Wei Ziwen was actually attracted by the Spirit Stones Li Xiaoyao carried, and his words now were merely an excuse.
"Big brother Wei, that person might have a significant backing, we shouldn't offend him lightly," Yao Yao said. Although she was haughty and imperious, she wasn't foolish.
Lin Shiyun had intervened on his behalf, and he possessed a large number of Spirit Stones; based on these points alone, it was clear that he must have a powerful family behind him.
Wei Ziwen disagreed, saying, "What's there to be afraid of? If he's a man, he won't dare go to his family's elders. And so what if he does? Even if he has a family to back him up, don't I have one too?"
Wei Ziwen didn't take Lin Shiyun's worries seriously; he squeezed through the crowd and saw Li Xiaoyao constantly trading with people. His eyes shifted, landing on the wooden board at Li Xiaoyao's feet.
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"Purchasing Spiritual Medicine, Spirit Soil..."
"Transactions can be made with Spirit Stones, or through barter."
Wei Ziwen's lips curled into a conspiratorial arc as he produced a jade box and said, "I have a Blood Lotus Flower here."
Li Xiaoyao looked up to see Wei Ziwen standing in front of him. He was stunned for a few seconds before his gaze shifted to the jade box in Wei's hand.
As if discarding the previous conflict, Wei Ziwen held out the jade box toward him.
Li Xiaoyao opened the box for a glance, and inside, a bloom as vibrant as fresh blood, exuding a rich fragrance and spiritual energy, filled the space around them.
Li Xiaoyao wasn't very knowledgeable about medicinal herbs, but the intense spiritual energy from the Blood Lotus Flower was enough for him to realize its extraordinary nature.
Li Xiaoyao spoke indifferently, "Name your price."
Wei Ziwen extended a finger, "One hundred thousand Spirit Stones."
Li Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow and handed the jade box back, saying, "Not buying."
Wei Ziwen, unangered, took back the jade box and scoffed, "With your shabby look, I knew you couldn't afford it."
With that, Wei Ziwen turned and walked away.
After Wei Ziwen left, Li Xiaoyao's trade with others continued.
But he didn't go far and stood aside, silently observing Li Xiaoyao's booth.
A few minutes later, several men walked out of the crowd with disappointed faces, seemingly having their items unappreciated by Li Xiaoyao.
Wei Ziwen snickered darkly and quickly approached them. As he passed by, his right hand flashed out like lightning and stole their possessions.
Minutes later, Wei Ziwen returned to Li Xiaoyao's stall.
He glared at Li Xiaoyao with fury, pointing a finger at his head and shouted, "Hand over the Blood Lotus Flower!"
Li Xiaoyao's brow furrowed as he looked at Wei Ziwen calmly.
The curious crowd around them asked, "Fellow Daoist, what's the matter?"
Wei Ziwen angrily said, "My Blood Lotus Flower has been stolen."
"What?"
"How could a Blood Lotus Flower be stolen?"
"If it was stolen, just go look for it. Why are you causing a commotion here?"
Wei Ziwen said, "I showed this Blood Lotus Flower only to this kid. Now that it's gone, it must have been stolen by him using some spell."
Li Xiaoyao snorted coldly, "If you spout nonsense, do you believe I'll tear your mouth apart?"
Wei Ziwen sneered, "What? Stole something and don't dare to admit it?"
Before Li Xiaoyao could respond, others could no longer stand by.
"Fellow Daoist, you can carelessly eat things, but you can't spout baseless words. If you accuse him of stealing your items, you must present some evidence, right?"
"Exactly, without any evidence, making such rash accusations, isn't that framing someone?"
"We all saw clearly just now, this boss here returned the Blood Lotus Flower to you."
Impatiently waving his hand, Wei Ziwen said, "Since he has stolen something, surely he didn't just steal mine. If you all don't believe me, why not check your own belongings that you just now failed to trade with him, to see if they're still there?"
At these words, the crowd was first startled, then immediately began to check.
Upon checking, a series of exclamations erupted from the throng. Discover stories with My Virtual Library Empire
"My Blue Silver Grass is gone!"
"My Huangjing too is missing!"
"My..."
In an instant, all Cultivators who had lost their items glared at Li Xiaoyao with anger in their eyes.
Li Xiaoyao's brow then furrowed even more deeply.