Chapter 2718 - 2717: A Mountain of Gold

Chapter 2718: Chapter 2717: A Mountain of Gold

Peacock Valley was ablaze with lanterns and the sound of drums and gongs echoed from afar.

This was a major event in the Demon Realm, coinciding with the alliance between the Ancient Demon Clan and Peacock City.

Peacock Valley had invited all the Demon Kings from various paths to attend this wedding, and the valley was filled with shadows of people.

Not only were there members of the Demon Clan, but various members of the Human Race as well.

The Humans who came here seeking wealth looked anything but ordinary.

It’s well known that the Ancient Demon Clan is notorious for its ferocity; the slightest carelessness could result in being entirely devoured.

However, this did not diminish the enthusiasm of the Humans in setting up stalls, making the surroundings outside Peacock City resemble a marketplace.

On this joyous occasion, the Peacock Bright King and various Demon Kings from the Ancient Demon Clan issued a clear order: No killing was permitted near Peacock City.

The atmosphere was harmonious; vendors were selling goods, people were bargaining, and some were idly wandering about, hoping for a lucky find.

Survival in the Cultivation World is tough, not everyone has boundless luck like Long Fei.

Usually, forget about Magical Treasures; even obtaining Spirit Stones is exceedingly difficult.

Loose Cultivators on the bottom rung can only scrape by by digging herbs on the mountainside, hunting for wild game, and fishing for pearls in rivers and seas.

Higher-level cultivators can refine talismans, pills, and magical treasures, or sell serendipities gained by chance in exchange for other goods.

Those with aspirations exchange them for cultivation resources to continue their practice; those without might trade for gold and jewels and invest them in the secular world for properties and businesses.

Long Fei had the Chaos Beast land outside the city, instructing it to conceal its form and investigate the whereabouts of the Bull Demon King.

The Spatial Law of the Chaos Beast is difficult for ordinary folk to discern.

He strolled around the roadside stalls with Lin Shanshan, Princess Iron Fan, and Little Kirin.

Princess Iron Fan asked anxiously, "Uncle, why aren’t we going in quickly to save my husband?"

"No rush!"

Long Fei squatted down and inspected a gold hairpin closely.

The vendor hurriedly explained, "Customer, you have good taste; this hairpin is made of Kunlun Jade inlaid with gold. Look at the quality of this jade, it’s a rare treasure in the world."

"The style is indeed nice!"

Long Fei raised his hand and placed the pin into Princess Iron Fan’s hair bun.

Princess Iron Fan was pleasantly surprised, her voice somewhat stammering, "Is, is this for me?"

"We came in a hurry and I didn’t bring any gifts for Sister-in-law; consider this hairpin a greeting gift."

Long Fei nodded with a smile.

Princess Iron Fan’s face flushed, and she touched the hairpin on her head, filled with unspeakable joy.

Lin Shanshan watched them, gritting her teeth, and shouted to Long Fei, "Brother-in-law, I want one too."

Long Fei glanced at the vendor with a smile and asked, "Do you specialize in making jewelry?"

The vendor repeatedly gave a thumbs up and said, "Customer, you have good taste. These pins, bracelets, and necklaces are all custom-made by me. My family has been in this trade for generations, using only the best materials."

"I’ll take all of this jewelry; give me the price!"

Long Fei indicated the items on the stall.

The vendor was thrilled, "All of them? These are quite expensive."

Long Fei grinned, "Your designs are different from ours in the Central Plains and quite interesting. I’m taking them back to give as gifts."

The vendor held up five fingers and said, "I see you are an honest person, so I won’t scam you. Give me fifty thousand Spirit Stones!"

"Fifty thousand?"

Princess Iron Fan exclaimed and bargained with the vendor, "Old man, he’s from Central Earth, but I’m not. You want to cheat someone, but I won’t agree."

She glared at him so fiercely that the vendor hurriedly said, "Then, madam, how much would you offer?"

Princess Iron Fan also held up five fingers and said, "Five hundred Spirit Stones, not a penny more!"

"Five hundred?"

The vendor nearly cried, complaining to Princess Iron Fan, "Madam, you don’t understand the value of these pins. I guarantee, in this Western Cow Hee Continent, there’s no one else with such beautiful pins. Look at this jade, all harvested from the Kunlun River by my family. How about ten thousand Spirit Stones, if you agree you can take them, otherwise you can keep looking!"

"Look, as if only you have such things!"

Princess Iron Fan really took the pin from her head, tossed it back to the vendor, and acted as if she was leaving.

She dragged Long Fei along, not allowing him to bargain further.

The vendor was in a hurry and called out to them, "Customers, I see you are honest people, add a little more."

Princess Iron Fan remained firm, holding up five fingers and decisively said, "Five hundred Spirit Stones, if you sell, we’ll pay immediately, if not, we’ll leave."

The vendor looked troubled, waving his hands, "Alright, alright, fate brings us together, five hundred Spirit Stones it is."

"That’s more like it!"

Princess Iron Fan smiled happily and took the hairpin that Long Fei had given her off the stall and pinned it back in her hair.

Long Fei shook his head with a laugh, paid the vendor, and let Lin Shanshan, Little Qing, and Vermilion Bird each choose an item.

He wrapped up the remaining items and placed them in his Storage Ring.

This jewelry, different from the style found in Central Earth, had a distinct flavor.

He planned to take them back and give one to each of the women on Liangshan Island, ensuring none would feel he was biased.

Princess Iron Fan’s bargaining left her in a particularly good mood, like she had won a battle.

Long Fei asked her, "Is this how you usually buy things?"

"Indeed!"

Princess Iron Fan nodded, criticizing Long Fei, "You seem accustomed to being overly generous, you don’t even haggle. I tell you, even for these five hundred Spirit Stones, the vendor probably still profited a great deal. If you hadn’t been here, I would have offered only one hundred Spirit Stones."

Long Fei laughed, "That’s a skill I can’t learn."

He said to Lin Shanshan, "Shanshan, Little Qing, Vermilion Bird, you should learn from Sister-in-law Iron Fan!"

Little Qing and Vermilion Bird laughed.

Lin Shanshan, however, gave him a sideways glance, annoyed that the first pin had been given to Princess Iron Fan rather than to her.

They wandered around and saw a commotion up ahead, so they went over to squeeze into the crowd and take a look.

Inside, two Daoists were selling the maps in their hands, with a dozen gold ore stones the size of watermelons in front of them, continuously introducing them to the cultivators, "Passersby, dear elders, fellow cultivators, you’re about to get rich, and very rich. We brothers offer each of you a gold mountain, from which there are endless amounts of gold to mine. Please look, these gold ore stones on the table were dug out by us. This opportunity is marked on the parchment we hold. It’s only one hundred Spirit Stones a piece; you can’t lose, can’t be cheated. By spending just one hundred Spirit Stones, you can become the richest cultivator in this world."

Someone immediately mocked, "Come on, we have no grievances past or present, why are you treating everyone like fools?"

"Yeah, do you really think we’re fools? If this is so great, why haven’t you mined it yourselves and instead come here to sell maps?"

"Large gold mines in Western Cow Hee Continent have long been divided by major forces. Where’s this unclaimed land, waiting for us to mine it?"

Someone in the know scoffed.

Someone cursed, "These two are frauds, I recognize them. This one is called Wuu De, and the other is Xiao Ren, both are devious scoundrels."

"It’s them, we were tricked by the two of them at Kunlun Mountains last time!"

"Why have you changed places and seem to continue scamming people!"

"Brothers, don’t waste words on them, beat them up!"

"..."

A group of people recognized the two and clenched their fists, ready to go and thrash them.