Taichu Yandao: Starting from the Villain

"Is it true? Fellow Daoist, please come and take a look?" Zhao Rui was very surprised.

This time, it was Quanzhen Yan's turn. His face changed. He stretched out his thumb, index finger, and middle finger and rubbed them together.

"This... Daoist friend, I wonder how much it costs?" Zhao Rui said.

Quan Zhen Yan's face became serious, and he stretched out a finger and said, "A piece of top-grade spiritual stone, no bargaining."

When Zhao Rui heard the word "a piece", his expression remained normal, but when he heard the word "top quality", his eyelids twitched twice.

One high-grade spirit stone is equivalent to ten thousand low-grade spirit stones, and generally no one is willing to exchange them. Often one needs to pay a higher price to exchange low-grade spirit stones for high-grade ones.

What exactly happened in Master’s school?

You should know that some skills can be exchanged for only a few thousand spirit stones in the official market.

Zhao Rui thought about it and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so expensive!"

"Official information will only be more expensive than mine." Quan Zhen Yan looked indifferent and continued stroking his whiskers.

“In that case…” Zhao Rui dragged out a long tail sound and finally said, “Then forget it.”

After he finished speaking, he clasped his fists in salute and walked straight towards the door.

At first, Quanzhen Yan did not try to keep him, and acted as if he was letting his fellow Taoist do as he pleased.

But when Zhao Rui and his companions were about to leave the hall, he hurriedly caught up with them and shouted, "Wait a minute, fellow Daoist, the price can be negotiated, it can be negotiated!"

This was exactly the effect Zhao Rui wanted, but he did not stop until Quan Zhenyan grabbed his sleeve, then he asked, "Daoyou, what are you doing?"

Quan Zhenyan gritted his teeth and said, "Eighty pieces of middle-grade spirit stones, not a single one can be less."

Zhao Rui frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "Seven thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

"At least 8,000 low-grade spirit stones. No less. If less, I will lose money."

"Okay, then eight thousand low-grade spirit stones! But I have something to tell you. The spirit stones are with our senior brother, so I'd like to trouble you to make a trip."

When Quan Zhenyan heard the word "good", his face was full of smiles, but then his brows furrowed and he asked, "Where is he?"

Zhao Rui said: "It's not far. He is waiting for a thousand-year-old Buddha's Hand Ginseng in the red maple forest."

Thousand-year-old Buddha's Hand Ginseng is very difficult to catch, and one often has to set up a formation and wait for the right opportunity.

Hearing the three words "Red Maple Forest", Quan Zhen Yan looked a little hesitant.

"If it's not convenient for you, forget it. We'll come back to see you after our senior brother comes back." Zhao Rui added fuel to the fire and said, "It may take a little while."

Quan Zhenyan shook his head and said, "It's not about this problem, but the person who really knows the news has also agreed on a location."

These words made Zhao Rui's expression change slightly.

Did the other party figure it out?

We set a trap, is it possible that the other party did the same?

Has this been targeted for a long time?

Zhao Rui thought about it and asked tentatively, "We are here because our senior brother is busy. I wonder if there is any special reason on his side? Or is there something special about your line of work?"

"You wonder why this information is so expensive? It must be because of some official taboos. As the saying goes, if it is not spread to others, the seller will never come to the city to trade." Quan Zhen Yan said, pointing to the sky, and said: "I believe you can also feel this ubiquitous formation."

Zhao Rui and the other two had seen the magic of the protective formation, but they didn't know whether it was really as all-pervasive as they said.

"Could it be that this formation can monitor everything everyone says?" Shen Chenqing asked.

"My fellow Daoist, the formations of every town in Jin State were jointly arranged by the formation masters of Ziyang Sect, Jinjia Sect and Lengyue Palace. It is not something that cultivators of our level can guess." Quanzhen Yan said.

These words were so convincing that the scene fell into silence for a moment.

After a while, Qian Xiaoyi tried to smooth things over, "From what you said, it seems that as long as the other party doesn't trade in the city, then I wonder if this will work. Let's both make concessions. We will go to my senior brother to get the spirit stones, and you can ask that fellow Taoist to choose a place not far from the red maple forest to trade."

"Wait for me to ask." Quan Zhen Yan took out the message jade and placed it on his forehead.

After a while, Quan Zhen Yan smiled and said, "The other party agreed. There is a village in the southwest of the Red Maple Forest called Dongxi Village. How about we meet at the ruined temple on the mountain outside the village in ten days?"

Zhao Rui glanced at Shen and Qian, and seeing that they had no objection, he immediately said, "Okay! See you in ten days."

The deal was done, and the two sides exchanged some pleasantries before leaving. After Zhao Rui and the other two made some purchases in the market, they returned to the inn in the Mortal Cave to stay.

Day two.

Early in the morning, the three of them checked out and headed straight towards the city gate.

After leaving the city and reaching a deserted place, Zhao Rui immediately set up a flying sword as wide as a door panel and headed straight for the red maple forest.

At sunset, the three of them found Dongxi Village.

The village was built along the stream and had about twenty households. The words "Dongxi" could be vaguely seen on the broken stone tablet at the entrance of the village.

The three of them followed the stream up the mountain, through the lush woods, and arrived at the source of the stream, in front of a cave three people high.

Next to the cave, there is a piece of cultivated flat land. At the innermost part, close to the valley, there is an abandoned small temple.

"Master Zhao, this should be the place." Shen Chenqing jumped off the flying sword and looked around.

"I have used my spiritual sense to investigate many times, and there is no ambush around." Zhao Rui then jumped to the flat ground.

"Then shall we wait here?" Shen Chenqing asked.

"Wait a minute. We'll have to stay in a hotel when we get back. The spiritual energy here is much richer than that of Yan State."

Shen and Qian rolled their eyes and were as speechless as they could be. They gradually discovered that Zhao Rui was not just a stingy person.

Especially after becoming rich, their true colors become more apparent.

Nine days later.

Early in the morning, just as the sun was rising, footsteps were heard in the distance.

On the flat ground, Zhao Rui and the other two noticed it and stood up.

Soon, two men, one tall and one short, climbed up from the path.

The tall man was dressed in purple, holding a golden wheel in his hand, had a square face, and was about thirty years old. His whole body exuded the aura of perfection in Qi training.

When he saw the three people, he immediately asked, "Who are you?"

In the back, Quan Zhen Yan hurried over and said with a smile: "We are all family members. Let me introduce you. This is Zhao Rui, Fellow Daoist Zhao."

"Well, this one is..." After introducing Zhao Rui, he pointed at Qian Xiaoyi, but he didn't say the name even after pointing twice.

Qian Xiaoyi took a step forward and said, "I am Qian Xiaoyi."

Seeing this, Shen Chenqing clasped her fists and said, "I am Shen Chenqing, you two are polite."

"Oh, look at my memory." Quanzhen Yan laughed awkwardly and pointed at the purple-clothed man beside him and said, "This is Taoist friend Qi Zhicheng, nicknamed Blood Demon, who has killed countless villains with the golden wheel in his hand."

Qi Zhicheng stood there in a daze the moment he saw Shen Chenqing, and only came to his senses after hearing Quan Zhen Yan introduce himself.

A strong desire flashed in his eyes, but he hid it very well. He smiled and said, "Three Taoist friends, do you have enough money?"

"You are a straightforward person, so I won't waste words." Zhao Rui touched his waist and took out a bag the size of a winter melon, and said, "The spirit stones are all here, please give me the information!"

"Storage bag!" Qi Zhicheng was startled, his expression changed slightly, and he asked, "Fellow Daoist, don't you have a Heaven and Earth Token? You actually brought so many Spiritual Stones with you."

Zhao Rui looked confused and asked, "Heaven and Earth Order? The garrison did give it to us, but it can't hold spirit stones, right?"

There was a flash of fanaticism in Qi Zhicheng's eyes, like an eagle seeing the chicks in the chicken coop.

Quanzhen Yan Ze laughed loudly and stepped forward and said, "Daoyou, go to Tiandi Bank when you have time, and you will understand everything. By the way, you don't owe Tiandi Bank spiritual stones, do you? You must remember to pay it back."

Seeing the other party's sneer, Qian Xiaoyi immediately stepped forward and said, "Thank you for the reminder, fellow Daoist. Don't you accept the spirit stones? If you want, bring the information."

Quan Zhen Yan hurriedly said: "Take it, how can I not take it, Fellow Daoist Qi, please take it out quickly."

"Okay, but this news can only be told to one person. Who will come?"

Zhao Rui frowned and said, "Okay, then tell me. As long as the news is true, seven thousand yuan a piece is not less."

As he spoke, he slowly walked towards Qi Zhicheng, and only stopped when he was half a step away.

Qi Zhicheng half-covered his mouth with his right hand and said, "Daoyou, please come closer. This is a big secret. I can only tell you."

Zhao Rui cooperated very well, moved closer and listened attentively.

"Tianqing Sect, this is what's going on...Go to hell!" Qi Zhicheng suddenly attacked, raised the golden wheel, and slashed towards Zhao Rui's waist.

On the side, Quanzhen Yan seemed to have known what would happen, but he did not help Qi Zhicheng, but jumped away immediately.

In the distance, Shen Qian and the others saw this scene and immediately exclaimed:

"Friend Zhao, be careful."

"Danger!"

It happened so quickly that in just a moment, the blade of the golden wheel had reached Zhao Rui's waist.

Qi Zhicheng showed a smug smile, but the next moment, his smile froze.

A huge resistance came from the golden wheel. He tried his best but could hardly move forward.

Zhao Rui's hand stretched out from his abdomen, and his fingers, like iron clamps, tightly grasped the golden wheel.

At the same time, a ball of fire rose from his hand and burned towards the golden wheel.

In just two or three breaths, the entire golden wheel became like a branding iron.

"My magic weapon!" Qi Zhicheng roared.

A burning smell came out, and Qi Zhicheng was reluctant to let go of the golden wheel, but he had to let go. He practiced gold-based skills, and was most afraid of fire-based spells.

"I'll give it back to you!" After the other party let go, Zhao Rui picked up the golden wheel and threw it towards Qi Zhicheng.

The fiery red golden wheel was spinning at high speed, making a harsh sound as it rubbed against the air.

Facing the heat wave, Qi Zhicheng felt as if his body was on fire, with waves of burning pain coming from his skin. Deep fear appeared in his eyes, and he screamed:

"How dare you!"