pjbooks Chapter 289 Three Treasures, the Unlucky Stall Owner
Chapter 289 Three Treasures, the Unlucky Stall Owner
"Where can you find a support player that strong..."
The stall owner muttered to himself as he sat back down on his little stool, looked down at the bottle of medicine in his hand, and chuckled.
"Level 3 recovery potion, I'm lucky today, I got one on my first try."
"That big guy is really stupid."
Qian Tingquan, a fifth-rank martial artist, is a professional thief with an A-level supernatural talent—the Sky-Searching Hand, which allows him to silently steal items from other people and ferocious beasts.
Thanks to this talent, he became a treasure seller.
Doing too many bad things will bring trouble upon yourself.
Not long ago, he stole something from a customer as usual, but unexpectedly encountered a rich, powerful, and stubborn guy who painstakingly pieced together the clues and found him, and even posted his story online.
This completely exposed his actions.
This forced him to hide his identity and flee.
Although many days of hardship had passed.
This misfortune turned into a blessing, leading him to the wonderful place of the Imperial Capital Hunter Ghost Market by chance.
This place is controlled by the Yu family, one of the ten great families of the capital, and almost no one will break the rules here.
Today is the fifth day that Qian Tingquan has been at the Ghost Market.
"Come and see! These are all wonderful treasures!"
Qian Tingquan called out, and saw a young man in black come to the stall. He saw the man's appearance.
Qian Tingquan muttered to himself.
Hey……
He exudes an air of nobility and even carries a fifth-tier ferocious pet. Is he afraid others won't know which noble family he belongs to?
These wealthy people in the capital are really quite arrogant...
Qian Tingquan despised this kind of person from the bottom of his heart.
You can have things that others can only dream of, just because of your birth. Without your birth and background, you're nothing!
That being said.
Even if one feels utterly contemptuous in their heart.
But Qian Tingquan still smiled broadly: "Young man, would you like me to introduce you?"
He didn't use the Sky-Searching Hand again, firstly because of the cooldown time, and secondly because he couldn't afford to offend such a scion of a powerful family.
That young master from Suihan City made him suffer so much; if he offended the capital... the consequences are unimaginable.
"How much is this?"
The boy in black picked up something and asked.
Qian Tingquan glanced at it and was slightly taken aback.
It was a palm-sized jade slip, its jade luster dim, and it was damaged beyond identification.
Qian Tingquan even forgot when he got it and how he obtained it.
Unexpectedly, this exceptionally handsome young nobleman took a liking to her at first glance.
Qian Tingquan scratched his head, and the fly rubbed his hands together, saying:
"Oh, I got this from some ruins. I risked my life to get it. It's a real treasure. You have a good eye, bro. If you like it, give me 5...300 contribution points."
He was afraid that saying too much would scare the other person away.
Jiang Yuan didn't waste any words and immediately transferred the money.
[Ding, your account contribution points +300, current...]
Upon hearing the voice, Qian Tingquan's smile grew even brighter. It seemed he had encountered a fool who was rich but foolish, willing to spend 300 contribution points to buy a worthless piece of jade that even an appraisal couldn't identify.
He rubbed his hands together and said, "Young man, you're very generous. I have quite a few good things here. Please take a look."
He didn't need to say anything more.
Jiang Yuan's gaze swept over them, and he pointed to two items, saying:
"I'll take this one, and this one too."
A broken, blood-stained black iron block.
A dead stump of some kind of plant.
Another item that neither of the two appraisal services could identify was worth anything, and nobody wanted it.
Qian Tingquan was secretly overjoyed.
"If we take both of these together, I'll accept a small loss to make a friend. You can just give me 800 contribution points, bro."
[Ding! 800 contribution points have been credited to your account]
Another fortune!
Today is truly a good day.
Qian Tingquan couldn't help but force a smile and asked:
"Would you like to take another look, sir?"
Jiang Yuan shook his head: "No need, you don't have anything good here."
Ha ha.
Qian Tingquan almost burst out laughing upon hearing this.
That idiot.
Which of the items on my stall—the Green Serpent Skin, the Fiery Treant, the Silent Armguard, the Exploding Thunder Dagger, and the Steel-Forged Orc Shield—isn't better than what you chose?
Jiang Yuan took the three "useless" items handed to him by the stall owner and stared at him for a moment.
He's come to his senses?!
Qian Tingquan felt uneasy under their gaze and quickly said, "The transaction is complete, the money and goods are exchanged, and there can be no returns."
The boy in black laughed and said, "Stadium owner, I see a dark light between your eyebrows. I'm afraid you're in for some bloodshed today. You'd better run away quickly."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Qian Tingquan was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses and spat at his back.
"What's with all this nonsense...?"
The next second, his words came to an abrupt halt as he saw the burly, imposing man leading a group of people stomping toward them, including a scion of a noble family from Suihan City!
"Holy crap! They actually tracked me all the way to the capital! How did they know I was here?!"
Qian Tingquan was drenched in cold sweat, scared half to death. Without thinking, he packed up his stall and fled.
Seeing him flee at top speed, the young master of a noble family in Suihan City led his men out and roared, "Don't even think about escaping again! You're dead today!"
"Return my family treasure!!"
A group of menacing people brushed past Jiang Yuan.
Jiang Yuan looked at several more stalls and managed to find a few more decent props, equipment, and materials, but none of them were as good as the first stall.
soon.
He walked out of the ghost market and onto the quiet alleyways again, taking out the three items from his hand.
The little black figure on the watch blinked, scanned the three items in Jiang Yuan's hand, and asked in confusion, "Scan failed... Master, what are these?"
Jiang Yuan smiled and looked down at his palm.
Within his field of vision, the three 'trash' items revealed their true form, radiating dazzling light and strings of golden, flowing words.
【Broken Jade Slip】: A precious jade that records a certain divine technique, mostly broken, sealed and dormant in the long river of time.
【Bloodstained Black Iron Block】: Mysterious iron ore stained with divine blood, containing terrifying bloodlust. It can be used to enhance your natal weapon. There is a 50% chance that a golden weapon will be upgraded to epic, and a 10% chance that an epic weapon will be upgraded to legendary.
【Dead Tree Stump】: The dead Ghost-Faced Burial Immortal Flower, a divine-level ferocious object and divine-level precious medicine, has long since dried up its internal life factors. Unless a miracle occurs, it cannot be reborn.
The three items, especially the latter two, involve the word "god." Even if the item is dead and useless, its price starts at 100,000 contribution points, which is equivalent to 1 billion Federal Credits.
Jiang Yuan only spent 1100 contribution points on the three items combined.
"Is this what it feels like to find a bargain?"
Jiang Yuan smiled, in a good mood.
He wasn't worried at all about whether these three things would be useful.
It possesses the lucky blessing of "Seven-Colored Treasure Fate" and the incredible skill "Miracle Hand".
No matter how low the probability, even if it's zero, it's still an impossible thing.
Miracles can happen whenever he wants.
…………
the other side.
Qian Tingquan was not so lucky this time and could not escape.
He was captured by a young master from a powerful family in Suihan City and beaten half to death.
"I'm asking you, where are the family treasures you stole from me?! Where did they go?!" Han Longzhu grabbed Qian Tingquan's hair, staring intently at him as he asked in a cold voice.
"I...I don't know anything about...family treasures. I don't even remember stealing anything..."
"Still trying to play dumb! Where did you hide that fragment of jade slip?!"
Upon hearing this, Qian Tingquan's eyes widened, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.
That unwanted piece of jade slip was actually the Han family's most treasured possession?!
"I...I sold myself..." Qian Tingquan's voice trembled.
"Who did you sell it to?!" Han Longzhu asked anxiously.
"I...I don't know him."
"When was it sold?!"
"Just now."
"What?!"