Sect: Starting with Comprehending Thunder Skill Chapter 1522: The Playboy Young Master, A Tiger Devours Its Cubs

“Three thousand Spirit Stones?”

Li Yunjing frowned slightly, tapping the counter with his fingertip, “This price is absurdly high.”

“You may not know, my friend, but this ‘Profound Yin Stone’ comes from an Exotic Realm, it’s not something from our Cang Country, rare to come by!”

The old man wore a wry smile, “You find it expensive, I find it expensive too!”

“Two thousand.”

Li Yunjing interrupted directly, “After all, this isn’t a high-grade ‘Profound Yin Stone’, it’s just ordinary, barely enough to refine a Spiritual Artifact.”

The old man’s face changed, obviously surprised that the other party was so knowledgeable.

He glanced around, lowering his voice, “Since you know the goods, two thousand eight, no less than that.”

Just as they were haggling, a commotion suddenly erupted outside the store.

A team of cultivators in uniform marched in, led by a middle-aged man with a somber face and a Cold Jade Token hanging at his waist.

“It’s people from the Market Management Office!”

The small, thin cultivator leading the way turned pale, quietly retreating.

The middle-aged man’s gaze, sharp as lightning, scanned everyone in the store, finally resting on Li Yunjing, Zhao Qi, and Su Muqing: “You all look unfamiliar, where do you come from?”

“I’m a wandering Loose Cultivator, passing through your esteemed land.”

Li Yunjing felt a chill in his heart, but kept a calm appearance.

“Is that so?”

The middle-aged man let out a cold laugh, suddenly pulling out a copper mirror, “Then would you care to have a look at this imitation ‘Profound Celestial Mirror’?”

The atmosphere in the store instantly became tense.

Out of the corner of his eye, Li Yunjing noticed the old man had quietly retreated behind the counter, his finger pressing on a hidden mechanism.

“What? Is this how ‘Cold Moon Market’ treats its guests?”

Li Yunjing’s face darkened, secretly circulating True Essence.

“There have been spies from the Outer Realm mixing in recently, we have to be cautious.”

The middle-aged man pressed step by step, “If there’s nothing to hide, why not take a look?”

Just as the tension reached its peak, Zhao Qi suddenly stepped forward, “Esteemed visitor, my husband’s nature is straightforward, please forgive him.”

Saying so, she handed over a Storage Bag, “This is a small token of our appreciation as husband and wife.”

The middle-aged man’s Divine Sense quickly scanned, finding it contained ten Middle Grade Spirit Stones, his expression slightly easing: “Since this Fairy has spoken, that’s acceptable then…”

“Bai Hao! Are you still the one in charge of the market! Taking bribes to avoid inspections?”

But before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, a young nobleman in the store interrupted coldly.

“It’s Han Feng, the Young Master of the Han family!”

Seeing Li Yunjing’s gaze shift, the small, thin cultivator whispered, “The three of you should best avoid this whirlwind for now…”

The youth in luxurious clothes scanned the store, suddenly his eyes stopping on Zhao Qi, with a lascivious gleam flashing within: “This Fairy looks so familiar, may I invite you for a drink?”

Li Yunjing’s eyes flashed with anger, about to react, but Zhao Qi discreetly tugged at his sleeve, stepping forward herself: “Please, mind your manners.”

“Impudent!”

A lackey shouted harshly, “Our Young Master invites you as a courtesy!”

Han Feng gestured to his subordinates to stop, feigning elegance as he smiled: “I am Han Feng, Young Master of the Celestial Province branch under ‘Profound Ice Hall’, my father is Elder Han Song of ‘Profound Ice Hall’. May I ask the Fairy…”

Before he could finish, Li Yunjing suddenly released a wave of Golden Core pressure: “Get lost!”

The entire “Cold Jade Pavilion” fell silent at once.

Han Feng’s face turned pale, stumbling back a few steps: “A…Golden Core Master?!”

“Please calm down, Senior!”

The steward old man immediately tried to mediate: “This young man is ignorant…”

“This time, I’ll spare your life!”

Li Yunjing snorted coldly, tossing a Storage Bag: “I’ll take the ‘Profound Yin Stone’.”

After the transaction, he left with the two women.

“We might have caused trouble.”

Outside the ‘Cold Jade Pavilion’, Su Muqing said quietly.

“Just what I wanted.”

Li Yunjing revealed a meaningful smile: “Since Han Feng is the son of Elder Han Song, he’s a clue that fell into our lap.”

That night, the three rested at an inn.

As expected, in the dead of night, a shadow quietly approached Zhao Qi’s room.

Just as the shadow pushed the door, a flash of Sword Light cut through!

“Ah…”

A miserable scream, the person was cut into two instantly!

“Petty thief, daring to covet my woman.”

Li Yunjing chuckled coldly, having slain a Golden Core Realm cultivator!

That Han Feng is merely a dissolute scion at the Foundation Establishment Realm, already capable to invite a newly-broken-through Golden Core Realm cultivator, proving quite resourceful.

But unfortunately, such a Golden Core Realm cultivator was still not enough for Li Yunjing to kill with one sword strike!

Li Yunjing sheathed his long sword, bent down to inspect the corpse, retrieving a Cold Jade Token from the opponent’s waist.

“As expected, part of the Han family.”

After examining it, he sneered, “Looks like Han Feng is even more impatient than we thought.”

“Killing a Golden Core cultivator, this will likely bring bigger trouble.”

Zhao Qi frowned and said.

“No matter.”

Li Yunjing ignited a wisp of True Flame at his fingertip, incinerating the corpse, “Just the right time to meet Elder Han Song. Our people from ‘Shenxiao Dao Sect’ did not die in vain.”

“Someone’s coming!”

Su Muqing suddenly said, her expression shifting.

The three quickly concealed their presence.

Before long, several furtive figures appeared in the courtyard outside.

“Strange, why did Venerable Wang’s aura disappear?”

“Could he have made off on his own after succeeding?”

“The Young Master is still waiting for good news…”

…

Li Yunjing’s eyes flashed with cold light, transmitting his voice: “Let them in.”

As soon as those few Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators stepped into the yard, they were trapped by an invisible barrier.

Li Yunjing walked out slowly, releasing his unabashed Golden Core pressure.

“Pre…Please spare us, Senior!”

The few immediately knelt down to beg for mercy.

They never expected that normally forceful Venerable Wang hadn’t made any sound before being done in.

Who exactly is this man?!