Chapter 225 - 196: Memory Stone_2

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Chapter 225: Chapter 196: Memory Stone_2 Although the boy did feel a certain degree of relief, after successfully selling the Memory Gems, the Divine Beast within him imagined something and felt satisfied. Yan Xiaobao shook his head once more before selecting two gemstones. They were the lowest-grade Memory Gems he could find. These Memory Gems could only hold martial arts or spiritual art skills up to three times. Though this sounded unbelievable, he believed they would fetch an astonishing price at the Black Market Auction House later. Picking up the stones, Yan Xiaobao turned his face to the stall owner. "I wish to purchase these two stones," he said in a childlike voice, causing the surrounding observers and civilians to think that the undercover expert was actually a woman—slender, standing only a meter and a half tall, frail in build, and with pale skin. Her voice was light but soothing, like steam drifting softly across a serene landscape. Though the expert appeared to be a woman, the stall owner still looked at the figure with deep reverence and fear, bowing low with utmost respect. "Milady, please don’t take offense at this humble servant. I offer these stones to you as a token of my respect," he said, trembling slightly and stammering as he spoke. Looking at the unknown expert, the stall owner thought this was simply a traveler passing through the city. The clothes were clearly male garments, yet they were made of rare fabrics not commonly seen in the area. The hat she wore was one he had never seen before, yet its meticulous craftsmanship left no room to suspect it was hastily made. Upon hearing the stones were a gift, Xu Yue shrugged indifferently. After all, he was not a wealthy person; his entire fortune amounted to less than three silver coins. Yan Xiaobao didn’t mind being mistaken for a woman again. This time, it served as an advantage, further aiding in dispelling any doubts about his identity. He thanked the stall owner and turned to leave the marketplace, noticing the stall he had left behind suddenly bustling with tourists. All the civilians from the market rushed to the stall to buy items from it. Even with the lowest-grade Memory Gems, it was apparent the stall owner’s fortunes had significantly improved. As Yan Xiaobao left the market and returned directly to the inn where he was staying, a faint smile appeared on his face. He didn’t go to the counter but walked straight to the room he had rented. Returning to the inn, Yan Xiaobao was acutely aware that informants from all the major factions within the city were tracking him. The next phase of his plan was critical. Entering his room, Lan Feng quickly withdrew his aura, concealing it within himself. Yan Xiaobao then hastily changed back into his farmer’s attire, stowing away the conical hat and clothing in his bag. He jumped onto the bed and began meditating, cultivating in stillness. Soon, Yan Xiaobao heard footsteps moving outside in the hall and could discern muffled complaints through the old door. As Hui Ya tried to focus on his cultivation, a smile crossed his face. A few minutes later, his door was forcibly opened. Standing outside were the innkeeper and a group of three men dressed in black, gazing into the dilapidated room where the impoverished cultivator resided. Yan Xiaobao appeared stunned, staring at the intruders with wide eyes and trembling hands. The three men in black departed almost immediately, while the innkeeper quietly nodded and closed the door afterward. Over the next hour, the three men in black scoured the inn, searching fruitlessly for what they were looking for. When Yan Xiaobao saw them leave the inn, an unapologetic grin spread across his face. Now was the moment to use the two Memory Gems and imprint Lan Feng’s martial arts and spiritual art skills onto them. Holding the stones in his hand, they were palm-sized, no more than half the size of his hand, and crudely formed with no refined edges. The stones were as rough as when the mercenaries had originally found them. Their surfaces were black and dull, showing clearly that they were low-grade stones, which only made Yan Xiaobao even more thrilled. He picked up the first stone, slowly closed his eyes, and placed it against his forehead. The remaining marks depended on Lan Feng. Phoenix slowly moved a feathery finger to his brow, drawing a beam of light from the spot between his eyes. The beam of light slowly condensed into a small orb, shining like a pearl. Under Lan Feng’s careful guidance, it traveled through Yan Xiaobao’s meridians until it reached his forehead, where it compressed along the last segment before leaving his body and entering the Memory Gem. Once the orb left Yan Xiaobao’s forehead, he slowly opened his eyes, only to be briefly blinded by the bright light as it entered the Memory Gem before him. It took a few minutes for the aura to dissipate and return to Yan Xiaobao. When it did, the Memory Gem no longer appeared ordinary. The shape remained rough without polish, but its surface now gleamed as if filled with dark sunlight, with occasional wisps of white mist wafting within the stone. Seeing the first skill successfully confined within the gem, Xu Yue couldn’t contain his excitement and quickly repeated the process. As he gazed at the two stones in his hands, imagining how much they might sell for, a wave of joyous anticipation surged through him. Hopefully, they would provide enough to purchase several medicinal pills. fгeewebnovёl.com After finishing with the two Memory Gems, Yan Xiaobao quickly changed his clothes again, waited for Lan Feng to release his spiritual energy, and then exited the inn, moving at a leisurely pace to ensure different followers caught sight of him. Upon leaving the inn, Yan Xiaobao saw the sun nearing the city walls and couldn’t help but knit his brows slightly. It indicated that the afternoon was waning, and he still needed to appear at the City Lord Mansion to attend the twins’ banquet he had promised earlier. Despite this, Xu Yue knew that rushing this part of the plan would gain him nothing, so he forced himself to walk slowly across the city, heading toward the Ma Family Mansion. The Black Market Auction House, like most of the other major commercial buildings, was not situated in the center of the city but rather beside Ma Family’s residence for optimal security purposes. The Black Market Auction House did not need to pursue customers; visitors willingly traversed extra distances for the chance to buy rare treasures. Although the Black Market Auction House bore that name, it was a highly reputable building and not seen as illegal or a hub for criminal activity. The name originated from the policy upheld by the Ma family since the auction house’s inception. When an item appeared at auction, its origins were irrelevant to them. Whether stolen, plundered, or acquired through murder, the Black Market Auction House showed no concern. Even heirlooms from fallen families sold at auction remained anonymous; preserving the seller’s identity was paramount. Once an item was sold through the Black Market Auction House, the new owner retained all rights to the item. It could only be transferred voluntarily, sold, or seized by force. Seeing this display of opulence made arriving at the building an awe-inspiring experience for Yan Xiaobao. The path leading to the Black Market Auction House was paved with marble and flanked by carefully manicured lawns. Embedded within the grass were towering trees pruned into geometric shapes, with jade statues adorning the center of the lawns. Behind the picturesque scenery stood the main building adorned with golden decorations on all the pillars. Mystical beasts were intricately carved into the framework, while statues of animals—crafted from marble and jade—further accentuated the grandeur. The doors, like the path, were marble, but the door frames and handles were crafted from pure gold. The entire color scheme was dominated by white, red, and black. The premises were heavily guarded by teams of experts, whose patrols followed precise patterns. Even the guards at the entrance were at least at master-level cultivation. As Yan Xiaobao walked along the marble path toward the Black Market Auction House, he noticed that those tailing him had scattered thus far. Upon observing their movements, the white-haired youth couldn’t help but chuckle. It was evident they were hurrying back to spread the news of Huiya’s arrival at the Black Market Auction House. A new expert arriving in the city and heading to the auction house could mean only one thing—a treasure was about to be sold, and everyone wanted the first chance to acquire it. The whole day of leading these followers was intentionally designed to ensure the number of experts aware of his visit to the Black Market Auction House increased. Walking along the pathway, a smile spread across Yan Xiaobao’s face as he approached the grand entrance. ...

Chapter 225 - 196: Memory Stone_2

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