Chapter 2 Bargaining "Oh?" Upon hearing this, Ya Fei looked at this "little beggar" with some surprise with her charming and seductive eyes. She didn't expect that such a small person would have such picking up the piece of iron and taking a look at it, Ya Fei, who had no talent for cultivation, wisely asked someone to invite the second-grade alchemist Gu Ni to identify it. While waiting, Yafei's eyes kept looking up and down at the skinny and sloppy kid. Soon, an old man wearing a second-grade alchemist's robe walked in. Yafei quickly stood up to show her respect for the alchemist. When Han Cheng saw this scene, his heart moved slightly and he suddenly had an idea. But there is no rush. Once this deal is done, everything will be easy. "Master Gu Ni, this little brother wants to appraise a treasure, please help me." "It's my job." Gu Ni was not too arrogant. Having lived for most of his life, his former arrogance had long been worn away by reality. Picking up the iron sheet, he extended his soul power, and looked at it for a few minutes. Then, Gu Ni opened his eyes and nodded to Ya Fei. "It is indeed a low-level Xuan-level fighting skill: Sucking Palm. It is accurate to the point." "Thank you, Master." Ya Fei turned her head and a more friendly smile appeared on her charming face.
"Little brother, I wonder if you want to take this fighting skill away?" "I'll sell it to you for two hundred thousand gold coins." Han Cheng controlled his eyes, fixed his gaze on Yafei's head, and said decisively. "Two hundred thousand gold coins?!" A hint of surprise flashed across Ya Fei's face. She didn't expect that this kid could grasp her psychological price so accurately. "Little brother, two hundred thousand gold coins is a bit too much. What you have is just a low-level Xuan-grade fighting skill, which is a little worse than a martial art. If it were a martial art, I could give you two hundred thousand gold coins, but for your fighting skill, I can only give you a maximum of one hundred and fifty thousand gold coins." Ya Fei played to her strengths and slowly closed the distance with Han Cheng. She just closed the distance, and once the brat let go, she turned and left. Just when Yafei thought that this little devil would be controlled by this trick, she found that this little devil seemed to be looking at her forehead? "No, a fighting skill without attributes is worth two hundred thousand gold coins!" Han Cheng is not a native who is really isolated from information, and he still understands some basic settings. Fighting skills without attributes like the Sucking Palm have almost no threshold and anyone can practice it. Its value is even higher than that of attribute skills of the same level. "Also, sister, don't get so close to me. I'm not yet an adult." "..." Yafei's mouth twitched, and her proud chest kept rising and falling. This underage kid was more difficult to deal with than those adults. At this time, Gu Ni gave Ya Fei an unnoticeable look. Ya Fei understood, suppressed her dissatisfaction, and said with a smile: "Okay, little brother, you win, I will go get the money for you now." "Please find me an empty room. I want to take a shower. By the way, please help me buy some suitable clothes. Thank you." “…You’re welcome.” Yafei thought to herself, you little brat didn’t even give me the chance to refuse! After walking out of the door for several dozen meters, Ya Fei asked curiously: "Master Gu Ni, why did you ask me to agree just now? I am 80% sure that I can lower the price to 180,000 gold coins." Looking at Ya Fei, who still had a bit of a girlish mentality, Gu Ni sighed: "I just checked the age and cultivation of that boy. He's a 14-year-old one-star fighter. Are you sure you don't want to invest in advance?" Hearing this, Yafei remembered the reason why she came to this small place called Wutan City, and began to think seriously. "Thank you Master Gu Ni for the reminder. I didn't expect that this little guy actually had such a strong talent for cultivation." Since she herself did not have the talent for cultivation, she would invest in a few talented geniuses in advance, especially some little guys who had no background but had amazing talents. In this Douqi continent, strength is ultimately the most important thing! "That little guy seems to be an orphan. With few resources, he was able to cultivate to a one-star fighter at the age of fourteen. With such talent, I'm afraid he is not worse than the former genius of the Xiao family. It is worth my investment." "Although this kid is not yet an adult, his scheming is even deeper than that of an adult. He has a high chance of becoming a strong man in the future."
But will such a scheming person really thank me? Ya Fei hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth, asked the maid to do what Han Cheng asked, and turned to walk towards the warehouse where the martial arts and fighting skills were stored. But she didn't walk far before she changed her route and came back with a crystal ball. "That little guy probably doesn't know his own attributes yet..." In the treasure appraisal room, Han Cheng was considering whether he should first get a Xuan-level martial arts technique or fighting skill, or should he get both a Huang-level advanced martial arts technique or fighting skill? Two hundred thousand gold coins are enough for an ordinary family of three to live for two to three hundred years, but if one wants to buy martial arts techniques or fighting skills, a Xuan-level cultivator can only get one if he is lucky. "Let's just use the high-level Yellow Rank fighting skills for now. Once we reach the level of a fighting master, we'll go fight in the Black Horn Region." Han Cheng began to recall the description of the robbery and murder in the original novel, and it seemed that it was not impossible for him to defeat the strong with the weak. The premise is, use whatever means necessary. After some deduction, Han Cheng assumed that with his image in the Black Horn Region, no one would care about him unless he went to some big cities. Suddenly, Han Cheng remembered a sentence from the Internet in his previous life: I am worse than a piece of dog shit. At least those who bully me will not step on the dog shit. "Roll around in the pit? It's not impossible... As long as you have patience, you can try changing places and doing it a few more times." Han Cheng narrowed his eyes and didn't take his dignity seriously at all. Because the weak have no dignity at all. What the weak need to do is to give up everything except life and become strong. After becoming strong, even if you have eaten Aoli Gei, it will not affect your achievements, and you will even be regarded as an idol by countless people. When the door opened, Han Cheng suppressed the thoughts in his mind and thought about perfecting the details slowly after registration. Not seeing the gold card she wanted, Yafei walked in with a crystal ball the size of a grapefruit in her hands. "Come on, little brother, put your hands up, input some fighting spirit, and let me see your attributes." Han Cheng seemed to remember something, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. "Thank you, sister. I am really curious about my fighting spirit attribute." This crystal ball is not cheap. It will cost at least tens of thousands of gold coins. Han Cheng subconsciously ignored this problem before. Canaan College shouldn’t be short of this crystal ball anyway, but it’s great to be able to test it in advance now. (End of this chapter)