Chapter 48: Transaction (First Update)

  Seeking collection and promotion

  His pupils contracted slightly, a hint of surprise flickered across Ye Chen's face as he muttered: "Qiwu Sword?"

  Ye Bin's face showed a hint of surprise, and he let out a sigh of amazement. He then forced a bitter smile and nodded towards Ye Chen, saying: "Young Master Chen, this trash fruit probably costs one gold coin per large basket. You'd better not listen to this old fool's nonsense; his fruit will probably take years to sell!"

  Ye Bin saw Ye Chen fall into deep thought and kindly reminded him, ignoring the old man beside them who was raising his eyebrows and staring.

  "Kid, exchange it with him. The value of this Zhuque fruit far exceeds that of a Qi Wu sword!" Fire Qilin's voice slowly echoed in Ye Chen's mind.

  The value of the Zhuque fruit, Ye Chen furrowed his brow, pondering for a moment, suddenly leapt out towards the courtyard, the sound of breaking wind echoing, and in an instant, disappeared from Ye Bin's line of sight. Ye Bin saw this, and helplessly smiled bitterly at the old man, saying: "Ye Tianchen, you old rascal, even if you don't sell this trash fruit, why must you make things difficult for others!"

  "Trash fruit?" Ye Tianchen's eyebrows furrowed, his face turned iron-green, and he sneered: "Have you ever seen a fruit that can emit heat and remain unwilted for several months?"

  A look of embarrassment flashed across his face, and Ye Bin smiled awkwardly, not mentioning the question again. He picked up the wine jug on the table and gulped it down wildly. Ye Tianchen saw this and couldn't help but smile. Every time Ye Bin said that red fruit was trash, he would counter with this reason and also tilt his head back to drink.

  The whole courtyard was filled with the sound of sprinkling water, and the two people were drinking wine in great comfort, talking at length.

  A few moments later, a piercing and shrill sound suddenly came from the horizon, a black shadow carrying a terrifying aura shot into the courtyard.

  A glimmer of sharp light flashed in his turbid eyes, Ye Tianchen suddenly jumped up, and with a swing of his large sleeve, a fierce gust of wind mixed with terrifying energy swept towards the black shadow.

  Bang! Bang!

  Several loud explosions sounded, and the black shadow fell to the ground under Ye Tianchen's palm, heavily inserting itself into the hard ground. Several cracks spread from the black shadow in all directions, and it was a sword. The eyes of both Ye Bin and Ye Tianchen were fixed on the black shadow, and then a look of astonishment flashed across their faces.

  The sword body kept trembling, and immediately a crisp sword hum also rang out, with a faint sharp aura slowly swirling around the sword body.

  The turbid old eyes locked tightly on that sword hilt, and after a brief moment, a sharp intake of breath also sounded.

  Gurgling sounds of swallowing saliva came from Ye Bin's throat, Ye Bin's face turned bright red, and he nodded at Ye Tianchen who was also stunned: "Old man, that is..."

  "The aura of the sword is sharp and majestic, it's absolutely a sword of aura!" Ye Bin's old face showed a hint of surprise, and he smacked his lips.

  "I wonder if this sword will meet the elder's expectations!" A calm voice slowly rose from outside the courtyard, and everyone's astonished gaze turned to the outside of the courtyard, then fell on the black-robed young man who was slowly walking into the courtyard. Ye Chen slightly shrugged his shoulders and calmly said, "Elder, how is it?"

  "Ye Chen, is this air-machete yours?" Ye Bin's face was full of stupid expressions, and then he looked at the air-machete with a greedy look in his eyes.

  Ye Tianchen didn't care that Ye Chen was present, and leaped to the side of the sword, immediately grasping the hilt. With a fierce motion, he pulled it out of the ground and swung it at the earth several times. The cold sword energy extended outward, transforming into a long rainbow that shot towards the ground. A loud rumbling sound echoed, dust flew everywhere, and a yard-long sword mark traversed the entire courtyard.

  Ye Chen glanced painfully at the sword in his hand and then asked softly: "How?"

  "Alright, young one, I'll take this sword. The fruit is yours!" Ye Tianchen's old face turned red as he carefully stroked the sword body.

  Ye Bin's gaze never left the sword, and with a casual wave of his hand, the red fruit slowly floated towards Ye Chen.

  Ye Chen's palm slightly opened, accurately grasping the red fruit. A wave of scorching heat spread from his palm, and he glanced at the red fruit, saying slowly: "Although this fruit is exceptionally mysterious, it's probably far from enough to exchange for a Qi Wu sword."

  "Hey, not enough?" Astonished at Ye Chen's sudden change of face, Ye Tianchen opened his mouth and immediately burst into anger: "You little brat, you actually said that this fruit is not worth your Qi Wu Sword? If I didn't really need a Qi Wu Sword, I wouldn't even trade with you!"

  Although Ye Tianchen's tone was extremely angry and his expression was very realistic, Ye Chen still felt a hint of playfulness in Ye Tianchen's eyes.

  Ye Chen's expression didn't change, he smiled and spread his hands, shook his head in regret, and slowly walked to Ye Tianchen's side. He casually stuffed the red fruit into Ye Tianchen's bosom, then grasped the hilt of his sword, and with a "ting" sound, swung it back and forth in front of Ye Tianchen, saying lightly: "In that case, this transaction has failed!"

  After finishing speaking, Ye Chen turned around and walked away towards the outside of the courtyard with a rather elegant demeanor. He deliberately let his sword hang down, causing it to make a loud scraping sound against the ground.

  One step, two steps, three steps, Ye Chen deliberately made his footsteps sound exceptionally loud, as if every step was trampling on Ye Tianchen's heart.

  Ye Bin's eyes greedily moved back and forth on the sword, then he let out a melancholy sigh. If Ye Chen were not a member of the Ye family, he would have definitely taken action to kill him and steal his goods.

  Ye Tianchen's eyes were fixed on Ye Chen's constantly shaking sword, his mouth twitching as he said helplessly, "What more do you want, kid?!"

  A faint smile, everything was within Ye Chen's expectation, and the attraction of a gas sword to a strong gas warrior was probably even more fatal.

  Slowly turning around, Ye Chen spread out his hands and said lightly: "That fruit plus a piece of Fire Meteorite!"

  Meteorite iron, Ye Tianchen's figure shook involuntarily, and he immediately said bitterly: "I don't have that thing".

  Ye Chen's mouth slightly curled up, his lazy eyes gazing at Ye Bin's stunned face beside Zhou, a hint of a smile escaping.

  Ye Tianchen also noticed something and smiled at Ye Bin with ill intentions: "Ye Bin, can you give me that thing of yours? If you do..."

  Ye Bin smiled wryly, ignoring Ye Tianchen's resentful gaze, and said to himself: "Young Master Chen, why don't you just use that sword as a direct exchange with me?"

  A faint smile, Ye Chen shook his head helplessly at Ye Tianchen and said, "Elder, I think we should just cancel this transaction!"

  With a second effortless turn, he left the two with a dashing figure, and at this moment, his footsteps sounded even louder than before.

  His turbid eyes stared at Ye Chen's back, and Ye Tianchen smiled bitterly. This kid is too good at playing tricks!

  "Yebin, you old rascal, hand over that fallen fire iron to me, and I'll give you my Dark Turtle Shell!" Ye Tianchen said in a low voice, somewhat helplessly, to Yebin beside him.

  "No way!" Ye Bin slowly closed his eyes, drinking wine with great leisure, lounging lazily on the chaise longue.

  "Damn it, the Xuanwu armor plus a top-notch sword!" Ye Tianchen said with extreme heartache.

  Ye Bin still had his eyes closed, his fingers lazily tapping on the table as he said lightly: "One suit of Xuanwu armor, two top-grade swords!"

  Seeing Ye Chen's footsteps getting faster and faster, only a few steps away from the outer courtyard, Ye Tianchen's face paused, somewhat helplessly nodded: "Good!"

  "Alright, kid, I'll give you the red fruit and a piece of meteoric iron!" Just as Ye Chen was about to take his last step, Ye Tianchen's aged voice slowly echoed in Ye Chen's ear. However, Ye Chen's foot still hovered in mid-air, and he turned around with a split-mouthed grin: "Not enough, throw in a top-grade sword too!"