C7 Jiuli Treasure Tool

Qin Feng knew he couldn't afford to be spotted by Si Beiyan at that moment, or he'd find himself entangled in yet another confrontation. He took cover behind a nearby stall, stealthily observing the unfolding scene.

Si Beiyan was berating a young man who appeared to be in his mid-teens. Despite the young man's striking features, he was smeared with dust and grime, giving him a disheveled look. As Si Beiyan pointed and shouted, the young man's face remained impassive, devoid of any sign of annoyance. He stood silently, his expression icy, the very picture of what people referred to as a poker face.

The disciples following Si Beiyan joined in the commotion, while passersby shook their heads in disapproval. They murmured among themselves but kept their distance, unwilling to confront these prestigious disciples. "Tsk tsk... The times are indeed changing, when even esteemed disciples from the Imperial Heaven Sect resort to bullying," lamented the stall owner nearby.

Qin Feng himself was growing increasingly uncomfortable with the scene. Suddenly, a loud voice rang out, "Lord Si Beixu! What brings you here?!"

At the sound of that name, Si Beiyan's face twisted in panic. He hastily directed his disciples to form a protective circle around him and scurried away, defeated.

From his hiding spot, Qin Feng couldn't help but snicker. The formidable young master feared nothing in the world—except his father, Si Beixu.

The young man seemed to sense something and glanced in Qin Feng's direction. Seizing the moment, Qin Feng approached and pressed a piece of Black Gold Stone, a treasure he had cherished for a long time, into the young man's hand before departing.

Qin Feng was no saint; he was known to be self-centered and rarely considered others. The young man was roughly his age. Qin Feng had been a street urchin himself before his master took him in, enduring the same kind of scorn he had just witnessed. Perhaps it was this memory that spurred him to assist the young man.

Without realizing it, Qin Feng found himself next to a shop from which a strong surge of Pure Qi emanated. Inside, a vast collection of Spirit Treasure Magic Artifacts must have been the source of this powerful energy. Looking up, he saw a dark signboard adorned with four golden characters: Jiuli Treasure Tool.

Upon entering the shop, Qin Feng found it just as he had anticipated: crowded and brimming with a variety of Spirit Treasure Magic Artifacts, Cultivation Method Books, and an array of spirit medicines.

He immediately noticed a middle-aged man nearby, clad in a grey and yellow brocade robe, exuding competence and sporting two signature small mustaches beneath his nose.

"What kind of treasure might you be interested in?" the middle-aged man inquired with a smile.

Fu Ye observed the individual before him, cloaked in a black bamboo hat and black attire, and felt a twinge of curiosity. Despite the sweltering heat, this person was wrapped up tightly, likely to conceal their true identity.

Qin Feng cut to the chase, lowering his voice, "I presume you're the manager of this establishment? Would you be interested in conducting some business with me?"

Startled, Fu Ye quickly scanned the surroundings to ensure privacy before his smile faded to a serious expression. "Please, follow me, sir."

He led Qin Feng to a sparsely furnished room in the back courtyard, equipped with only a writing desk and a bookshelf.

"May I ask what kind of business you wish to discuss?"

"I have a collection of Spirit Treasures and Spirit Weapons that I no longer have use for due to their sheer number. I'm looking to sell them. What do you think?" Qin Feng proposed, pausing briefly before adding, "I assure you, it will be worth your while."

Fu Ye was taken aback. He had assumed the stranger was interested in trading secret manuals, which were always in demand and sold well in the market. The direct offer to sell Spirit Treasures and Spirit Weapons, though not unheard of, was unexpected.

"Are you an Artifact Forging Master?"

"Yes," Qin Feng answered promptly, considering his acquisition of the Immortal Furnace and the system had virtually initiated him into the ranks of Artifact Forging Masters.

To Qin Feng's surprise, Fu Ye burst into laughter.

"Why do you laugh, sir?" Qin Feng asked, his brow furrowing.

Fu Ye chuckled, "Your overconfidence amuses me! You think I can't see through you? You're merely a Spirit Rank Level Four Profound Master claiming to be an Artifact Forging Master. Even with exceptional talent and dual professions, at your level, you could only forge ordinary Spirit Treasures at best. To suggest you could produce anything of superior grade is simply out of the question."

"The finest piece in my Jiuli Treasure Tool collection is of the Limitless Level, and that's the highest grade you'll find in any treasure shop. If you can present a Spirit Treasure of this caliber, I'll purchase all of your Spirit Treasures!"

Fu Ye was about to add more, but Qin Feng unfastened the Secret Bag from his belt, broke the seal, and spilled out a heap of Spirit Treasures, forming a small mountain within the room.

"..."

Fu Ye stared in astonishment at the colorful, luminous pile of Spirit Treasure Magic Artifacts before him, his mouth agape wide enough to fit half an egg.

It was clear that this entire collection was of the Limitless Level, not just a single piece, but an entire mound!

Suddenly, Fu Ye's eyes sparkled as if he had stumbled upon a sacred relic; he gently lifted a piece of silk that seemed more suited for a woman's touch.

With over two decades of experience evaluating Spirit Treasure Magic Artifacts, Fu Ye was certain of his judgment. This was a Heaven Defying Level Magic Artifact!

He gazed at Qin Feng with reverence, overwhelmed by shock. He had never imagined that someone who appeared to possess modest Profound Power could create such a Heaven Defying Level Magic Artifact! Moreover, Qin Feng was the sole individual on the entire Vast Sun Continent to hold dual professions! His talent was truly explosive. If word got out, it would surely set off a frenzy.

Qin Feng watched as Fu Ye cradled the silk like a precious infant, finding the sight somewhat jarring.

This Spirit Treasure was of the Heaven Defying Level. Qin Feng had originally intended to keep it for himself, but its overly delicate nature led him to include it in the sale. He was immensely relieved that his decision was the right one.

"May I inquire, sir..."

"Yes!" Fu Ye interjected eagerly, as though fearful that Qin Feng might change his mind, and then added, "Please accompany me to the accounting room later to collect the Black Gold Stone."

"In that case, I look forward to a long-term partnership with you. Periodically, I'll supply you with Spirit Treasure Magic Artifacts of this grade or even higher..."

Fu Ye was nearly breathless with excitement. The surprises just kept coming today. If this enigmatic supplier could consistently provide him with high-grade Spirit Treasure Magic Artifacts—or even ones of a higher caliber—then he stood to make not just thousands, but potentially tens of thousands of Black Gold Stones. And if he took these to the auction house, the profits would be even more substantial.

Yet, Fu Ye was perplexed. Could this individual truly produce such an abundance of Spirit Treasure Magic Artifacts all at once? Even a seasoned Artifact Forging Master couldn't possibly craft a multitude of such artifacts in such a short span of time. How long had they been at work?

As long as he was making Black Gold Stones, that was all that mattered. It wasn't his place to pry into the affairs of a master.

"Excellent! If that's your offer, I'm more than happy to pay double the original price for your merchandise!" Fu Ye exclaimed with joy.