Licheng, backed by the Monster Mountains, is a big city with many warriors. It is home to the Sima family, one of the four major families. In terms of area, it is dozens of times that of Longdu.

Jubao Pavilion is the largest and most luxurious shop in the city, with people coming and going, and it is very lively.

Zhan Wuque stood at the door, looked up at the three big words Jubao Pavilion, his eyes slightly dazed.

He still remembers that there is such a treasure pavilion in Qingyang City. Now Qingyang City has been destroyed and everything has become the smoke of the past.

Shaking his head slightly, Zhan Wuque walked in.

The first floor of Jubao Pavilion is a hall with a very large area, at least a few thousand square meters. There are various magic medicines and refining materials on the display stand, and various weapons are hung on the walls, shining and cold light cracking, and it is obvious that it is not an ordinary thing.

Many people walk with each other, talk in a low voice, and buy from time to time.

"Not bad, it can barely attract attention," Zhan Wuque nodded slightly.

Licheng is worthy of being the largest city in a radius of thousands of miles, so it is worthwhile that he has traveled all the way over.

"Puff!"

Hearing Zhan Wuque's comments, the people passing by couldn't help laughing, but they didn't say much, just looked at him with contempt.

Soon, a young woman with freckles on her face trotted over.

"Young Master, do you need to buy something?"

Sima Lan asked softly, with a smile on her face and a little confused in her eyes.

She has lived in Licheng since she was a child and has seen countless people in Jubao Pavilion. This is the first time she has met Zhan Wuque.

However, I felt relieved when I thought of the many foreign warriors in Licheng every day.

"Do you take everything in Jubao Pavilion?" Zhan Wuque asked casually.

Sima Lan was even more confused, not knowing what this sentence meant, but she still replied, "Of course, as long as it is a treasure, I will collect it, no matter where it comes from, and it will be absolutely confidential."

Upon hearing this, Zhan Wuque nodded, "Go over there and talk."

As he said that, Zhan Wuque walked towards the corner.

Sima Lan was confused, but she still followed.

She guessed that what Zhan Wuque was going to sell might be shameless and could not be seen by outsiders.

Soon, the two came to the corner, Zhan Wuque took out a three-inch sword from the storage bag and handed it to Sima Lan.

Sima Lan took it and flipped it around a few times, with surprise and disappointment in her eyes.

This small sword looks a bit extraordinary, but it is just too small. It can't even be a dagger. What's the use?

It's just a useless thing.

"Give me five million yuan stone first, preferably medium or high-grade Yuan stone. In addition, give me all the list of spiritual medicines for your Jubao Pavilion, and I will choose some medicinal materials," Zhan Wuque said.

What?

Sima Lan was stunned on the spot.

Is this here to make trouble?

It costs 5 million yuan to open your mouth, and it is better to be a medium-grade or even a high-grade Yuan stone. Do you know the medium-grade Yuan stone? What is the concept of a high-grade Yuan stone?

This is not enough, so I have to come up with a list of spiritual medicines for him to choose some medicinal materials!

"By the way, do you have any demon fires sold in Jubao Pavilion? Starting at level 4, level 5 and level 6, you can do as much as you want," Zhan Wuque said in a shocking manner. Sima Lan fell to the ground with a thud, holding the wall before barely standing up, and his whole body was shaking in anger.

"You crazy man!" Sima Lan was almost furious.

What a stupid thing that came out of him, he actually came here to play with me. I wonder if my time is precious, and every minute and every second is calculated based on Yuanshi?!

Zhan Wuque is a little confused.

What's the situation? Didn't you talk and laugh just now? Why did it become like this in a blink of an eye?

"Come here!!"

Sima Lan screamed, scaring the many guests trembled.

"Break this kid who has a problem with his brain and throw it out!"

Sima Lan shouted angrily.

Seven or eight guards came over with wooden sticks.

"Lanlan, what's wrong with this kid? Could it be that he molesting you?"

The head guard laughed.

The others also laughed, and their eyes were unscrupulously scanning Sima Lan's delicate body.

These eyes made Sima Lan feel uncomfortable and hated Zhan Wuque even more. If he hadn't deliberately made trouble, how could he have lost such a big face!

I won’t ruin him today, don’t think about getting out of this door!

Zhan Wuque looked puzzled.

He just wanted to sell the water-attributed Xuan-level top-grade sword in the hands of the half-step Wu Ling of Guiyi Pavilion to sell the Yuan exchange stone. Why was he driven out by this group of people?

"What's going on? What's the point of noisy?"

A bald man came over.

"Zhu Dachang, you're here just right. This guy came to my Jubao Pavilion to make trouble. Hurry up and interrupt him and drive him out!"

Sima Lan said loudly when she saw the visitor, with some commanding meaning.

Zhu Dachang felt a little displeased.

After all, he is also the captain of the guards here. Sima Lan, a maid, shouted at him every day, pointing his fingers, and letting himself put his face in front of his brothers and outsiders?

But even if he was angry, he could only bear it.

Although he has the strength of the Martial Emperor and is much better than Sima Lan's great martial arts master, he dare not take action at all.

Because behind Sima Lan is the Sima family, the only overlord in Licheng, and the first family is Licheng's heaven!

Unless Jubao Pavilion strives to protect him, he will not have the courage at all.

Seeing this, Zhan Wuque's face couldn't help but sank.

He could see that the maid did not recognize the value of the small sword in his hand at all. She thought that he made random quotes and deliberately made trouble, so she became angry and made people break his hands and feet.

"Is this how you Jubao Pavilion do business? If you can't agree on a deal, you will have to waste your hands and feet," Zhan Wuque said lightly.

The faces of the people around him changed.

Zhu Dacao felt even more shocked. If this matter was about to be spread, the signboard of Jubao Pavilion would be stained. If the superiors investigated it, he would not be able to escape.

"What's going on? Explain it clearly!" Zhu Dachang looked at Sima Lan and was so angry that he slapped him.

He is so dead, a woman who can only find something for herself!

"This kid took a broken sword and opened his mouth and asked for five million yuan stones, and also spiritual medicine and demon fire. Do you think he is crazy? Didn't he deliberately make trouble?"

Sima Lan said sternly.

Zhu Dachang's face looked ugly.

A sword of 5 million yuan can be bought with a mid-grade Xuan-level sword. Could that kid wants to sell a mid-grade Xuan-level sword?

It's impossible, how could the Xuan-level sword appear in the hands of a boy at the top of a great martial artist?

"Young Master, can you let me take a look?" Zhu Dacao asked.

If he is not afraid of ten thousand, he is afraid of what if he is. If it is really a treasure, he will make great contributions. It doesn’t matter if he is not a treasure. Just knock it out and finish it.

Zhan Wuque frowned slightly.

After this trouble, his favor for the Jubao Pavilion in Licheng plummeted, but then again, the stolen goods on him may only be eaten by Jubao Pavilion.

Thinking of this, Zhan Wuque took the small sword out of the storage bag a few steps forward.

Just now when Sima Lan called someone, he had already snatched the little sword back from her hand.

"It is best not to be seen by others," Zhan Wuque reminded.

"Hahahaha, at this time, I'm still pretending to be a ghost. I'll see how you step down!" Sima Lan sneered repeatedly.

The onlookers raised their mouths and eyes were filled with contempt and disdain.

Obviously, they also think that Zhan Wuque is making a fool of himself.

Zhu Dacao was slightly stunned when he heard Zhan Wuque say this.

Could it be really an amazing treasure?

If so, it's best not to show it to others easily.

Zhu Dachang reacted and quickly stepped forward a few steps, pulled open his robe to block everyone's sight, waiting for Zhan Wuque to reveal the small sword.

"A broken sword is still hidden, I can't stand it. It's so terrible!"

Sima Lan said sarcastically.

Zhu Dachang ignored it because at this time he had already seen the small sword in Zhan Wuque's hand.
To be continued...