Legend of Sword King

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0The customers looked at Cheng Qing with completely different eyes. In their eyes, a youth dressed in ordinary clothes was no longer a penniless poor boy, but a rarely seen handsome young man. If it weren't for the young elites of the great sects, how would they have dared to use the Fire Lingzhi which was worth a hundred Xuan grade spirit stones?    
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Manager Xu walked out. He was an elegant middle-aged man. He first bowed to Cheng Qing, then impatiently walked up to the thousand-year Fire Lingzhi and carefully observed it.    

    

As he let out a long breath, he looked at Cheng Qing with obvious surprise: "This is indeed the thousand year old Fire Spirit Zoysia … Guest, please follow me to the private room on the second floor. "    

    

The steward led Chen Qing to a private room on the second floor. He ordered some tea and pastries before sitting down.    

    

At this moment, he had already regained his composure and slowly said to Chen Qing, "To be honest with you, Sir, a thousand year old Fire Spirit Zoysia is indeed rare, but it's not like there aren't any. Our Star Condensation Pavilion has killed dozens of them every year. This price, is one hundred Profound Grade spirit stones. "    

    

Upon hearing this, Cheng Qing faintly smiled. "If that's the case, then I won't sell the Fire Lingzhi."    

    

The manager's expression changed, but he quickly covered it up: "Young master, what do you mean by this? Our Star Condensation Pavilion's price is quite fair. "    

    

Cheng Qing laughed, "Two Fire Lingzhi, five hundred Xuan grade spirit stones less, I will not sell." "The manager only needs to answer me once to decide whether to accept it or not."    

    

The steward was startled and quickly lowered his head to drink the tea. He hid the change in his eyes and put down the cup instead of answering Cheng Qing, he asked, "Where is the young lord from?"    

    

Chen Qing smiled without saying a word.    

    

Seeing that Cheng Qing did not want to answer, the steward looked embarrassed. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "The price Young Master wants is indeed a bit too high …"    

    

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Qing put away the Flaming Ganoderma, stood up, and was about to leave.    

    

"Five hundred Profound Grade One spirit stones, we will take the Fire Lingzhi!" The supervisor hurriedly said.    

    

Cheng Qing glanced at the steward with a displeased and impatient expression.    

    

The supervisor hurriedly smiled apologetically: "Young master is so handsome at such a young age, it's really rare. How about we accept these Ganoderma and treat it as a friend? In the future, Young Master will be a distinguished guest of Star Condensation Pavilion.    

    

Cheng Qing then forced himself to sit down and continued the trade with the manager. Even though the thousand-year-old Fire Lingzhi was only a low-grade Mysterious rank item, it was considered a rare treasure in the Nine Phoenix City's medicinal field. Five hundred Profound Grade One spirit stones. This price wasn't high, and the Star Condensation Pavilion was quite profitable.    

    

The supervisor thought that Chen Qing had only obtained the Fire Ganoderma by chance and didn't know its true price, thus he belittled its value and wanted to buy it at a low price. But how could Cheng Qing let him succeed? In a place like the Star Condensation Pavilion, it was hard to find two thousand year old Fire Lingzhi even once a year.    

    

After finishing the deal, Cheng Qing's pocket bulged. No matter how hard it was, it would at most cost one Profound Grade One spirit stone or ten Yellow Grade Nine spirit stones to inquire about Qin Zong Quan's information. With Nine Phoenix City in his hands, he would be rich wherever he went.    

    

After leaving Star Condensation Pavilion, Cheng Qing prepared to find an inn to rest. But it was already late, and night gradually enveloped the land, so he didn't have any thoughts of loitering around.    

    

After Cheng Qing left, that middle-aged steward from the Star Condensation Pavilion didn't leave. He would glance at the box containing the Fire Ganoderma from time to time, and it was obvious that he was thinking about something.    

    

    

    


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