After traveling through time, I stole all over the three realms

"Three times more treasures than last time? Top-grade elixirs?" In the spacious lobby, Yan Liang sat on a chair covered with pure white fur, supporting his chin with one hand and tapping the armrest of the chair with the fingers of the other hand. He said with interest, "It seems that this little brother Mu has more secrets than I thought—"

"Where are the treasures he brought?" Yan Liang stood up, tidied his clothes, and held a white jade bone fan. "Let's go, take me to see what he brought."

Several storage rings filled with treasures were placed in front of Yan Liang. Yan Liang quickly scanned them with his spiritual sense. The more he observed, the more the smile in his eyes became. Song Xun stood beside him and heard him clearly say, "You really didn't let any family go."

Song Xun was puzzled. The next second, he saw Yan Liang pick up a well-made scabbard. He looked at the scabbard and suddenly widened his eyes: "Isn't this the scabbard that the young master gave to Young Master Luo! ?

Song Xun felt that some vague things in his mind suddenly became clear. No wonder, no wonder some treasures were obviously valuable, but some were mixed with some gems that seemed to be defective. He felt strange at the time. It turned out that Brother Mu...

To dare to attack the four major families, little brother Mu... is so brave.

Yan Liang, who was standing by, was playing with the scabbard, as if he had found some interesting toys. He chuckled a few times and said, "Go inform Luo Xu." His peach blossom eyes curved. "I have his scabbard. If you want it, bring three fifth-tier magic weapons to exchange within three days. Otherwise... I'm going to kill him~"

Song Xun mourned for Young Master Luo for three minutes in his heart: "Yes, Young Master."

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Shen Mian came out of the Wanxiang Auction House, turned around, walked through the bustling and noisy street, and came to a building with luxurious and dazzling decorations. On the building were three large characters "Jubao Pavilion".

"If you have something to buy, why don't you go to the Wanxiang Auction House to save money and effort." Mu Yan supported his chin with one hand, lying on the lawn, holding a spiritual fruit in the other hand and biting it with a crunching sound.

"Although I have asked Manager Song to keep an eye on it for me, there may not be any news in the next few days. In order to save time, I can only wander around the Jubao Pavilion first."

Although Jubao Pavilion is not as famous as Wanxiang Auction House, it is also one of the best shops in Qingyang City. It has a complete range of martial arts, weapons, and elixirs. Maybe they are not as rare as those in the auction house, but it is convenient and you don't have to wait for a long time for a weapon.

Shen Mian walked into the Treasure Pavilion. The hall on the first floor was spacious and bright. Several huge pillars were distributed at the four corners of the room. They were covered with intricate dark gold patterns. A huge luminous pearl was used to illuminate the pavilion. The walls were inlaid with some jade of unknown material. When he touched it gently, he felt some warmth in his hands. It was in no way inferior to the Wanxiang Auction House.

Unlike the auction house, most of the people who come here are dignitaries, wearing clothes that look very expensive, and are surrounded by servants, making Shen Mian look a little out of place.

No one came to pay attention to Shen Mian. A few steps away from Shen Mian, a man dressed as a waiter was eagerly introducing a sword to the young man in fancy clothes beside him: "Mr. Shen, you have a good eye. This Chengying sword is a sixth-grade yellow-level sword. It just arrived here and you took a fancy to it. This sword must be destined for you. Only a sword like this is worthy of a man as imposing as you..."

Mr. Shen?

Shen Mian's eyes turned slightly, and she saw clearly the "Mr. Shen" mentioned by the waiter. He was wearing a blue brocade robe, with an indifferent expression and a hint of arrogance between his brows. It was her "big brother" Shen Chuan.

Isn’t this a coincidence?

Shen Mian was happy.

She remembered that she had just "visited" the house of this Mr. Shen not long ago, and even the gems on the scabbard were pried away by her. Where did she get the money to visit this treasure pavilion? Did she ask the Lord Shen for money?

Faced with the waiter's enthusiastic sales pitch, Shen Chuan was obviously tempted. Although the sixth-grade yellow level was not the best, it was of good quality and could be used as a handy weapon.

I heard that Jubao Pavilion just received a yellow rank nine weapon. Unfortunately, even if I were my old self, I would have to bleed a lot to get this weapon, not to mention...

Thinking of this, Shen Chuan gritted his teeth unconsciously: That damn thief, the rat in the gutter, don't let him catch him!

Seeing that Shen Chuan was still hesitating, the waiter tried harder to sell him: "Master Shen, don't underestimate this sword, it is only of the sixth grade of the Yellow Rank, but with the added power of the fire element, with your strength, you will definitely be able to make it surpass the seventh grade of the Yellow Rank! With Master Shen's ability, having such a handy sword is definitely the icing on the cake...&%..."

Shen Mian was listening at the side and couldn't help but sigh: He is worthy of being a guy from Jubao Pavilion, he is simply exaggerating.

Shen Chuan pondered for a while and was about to ask about the price, but he was afraid that this would reveal his status. After all, the things in Jubao Pavilion were reasonably priced and they would never overcharge customers.

"Yeah, not bad." Shen Chuan nodded indifferently, "I want this sword."

"Okay!" The waiter smiled happily, "The total is five hundred and ninety-nine taels. Master Shen, please pay this way."

Five hundred and ninety-nine taels? !

Even though he was mentally prepared, Shen Chuan still felt his heart bleeding. This time he asked his parents for some silver, but they could only gather 600 taels. This sword cost him 599 taels, which was almost costing him half his life.

The waiter carefully wrapped the sword and said to Shen Chuan with a smile: "Master, do you want a sword tassel here? We have a few new lucky sword tassels. Wearing them will ensure that you pass the Dongli College exam! We also have a three-year warranty service. If the sword is damaged within three years, you can come to the Jubao Pavilion and have a special weapon refining master repair it. Now you only need two hundred and fifty taels to buy it..."

Shen Chuan was a little tempted at first, but when he heard the five hundred and fifty taels, he immediately stopped thinking and said stiffly: "No need, just the sword will do."

Shen Chuan took the sword and walked towards the door with a wooden face, not listening to the flattering words of the waiter behind him.

At this moment, he only felt pain for spending 599 taels.

Before I reached the door, I heard some rustling noises at the door and two familiar voices sounded.

"Don't you know how to practice?" A voice that sounded quite cold.

"Ouch, we've reached a bottleneck. Pick two and take them back to try and disassemble them. Maybe we can find a breakthrough—"

Shen Mian followed Shen Chuan's gaze and saw two figures, one red and one black, walking towards them. The young man in black tights was holding a sword with an expressionless face, while the baby-faced young man in brocade clothes had a smile on his face. His smile was not like Yan Liang's smiling tiger smile, but instead seemed sincere and enthusiastic.

The young man has an upright figure, with a clear moon and gentle breeze.

good looking.

Shen Mian commented silently.

As Shen Chuan was about to leave, he turned around and looked at the two of them with a fake smile and said, "Qi Sui, what a coincidence." Then he turned his gaze to the young man in brocade clothes, "This is... Young Master Luo? I've heard of your name for a long time."

Hearing this, the two stopped and turned to Shen Chuan.

One of them bowed and smiled, "Master Shen, nice to meet you."

One of them held a sword and folded his hands, still coldly asking: "Who are you?"