"Let's go take a look." Tang San brought Xiao Wu towards the store.

  The shop's door was open, and the inside looked somewhat dim. The two walked in, and a special energy fluctuation immediately caught their attention. This energy fluctuation was similar to that of the Soul Master Hall, but weaker. Through the master's teachings, Tang San knew that this was due to the presence of soul-guiding instruments.

  In a soul guide, all of them have fluctuating soul power. If they are not used by people and bound to their own soul power, the situation of soul power external release will occur.

  Most soul guides do not have an attacking effect and can only perform some simple assists. Despite this, soul guides are extremely rare. All the soul guides that have been passed down can be said to be antiques, because their manufacturing methods have been lost.

  Inside the store, there was only one person and no counter. Some items were hung on three walls, all of which looked very old and didn't seem to be worth much.

  The only person sat on a wooden chaise longue with his eyes closed, swaying gently.

  He looked about fifty years old, although he was not young, but his figure was very robust. The sturdy-looking recliner shook with a creaking sound under the action of his weight.

  This person's face is quite distinctive, with a slightly protruding chin, wide cheekbones, and a flat facial structure, as well as a somewhat hawk-like nose. If one had to describe it using an object, the only thing that comes close would be the sole of a shoe. Even though his eyes are closed, he still looks rather sly.

  Wearing a pair of black-framed crystal glasses, the frame is that kind of rigid square shape, no matter how you look at it, there's a strange feeling.

  Tang San and Xiao Wu entered the shop, but couldn't wake him up. He was still breathing evenly, swaying gently on the recliner.

  Xiao Wu looked around curiously, "Xiao San, are these all soul guides?"

  Tang San's gaze shifted from the middle-aged man to the objects hanging on the wall, and he said frankly, "I don't know about this either, unless we take each one out and test it with soul power. Just looking at them with our eyes won't tell us anything."

  As he spoke, he walked over to the wall and his gaze fell on a crystal the size of a human head. His eyes suddenly froze for a moment.

  That crystal didn't look particularly impressive, being transparent itself but with large patches of dark yellow impurities inside. It was hanging in the position closest to the door. Yet this crystal caused Tang San's heart to suddenly speed up, his eyes flashing with light. He never could have imagined that he would see such a crystal in such a store, in such a location.

  Tang San's change was naturally noticed by Xiao Wu, "Xiao San, what are you doing with this rotten crystal? It's probably not easy to find something worse than this even inside the crystal. This crystal doesn't have any luster at all, its transparency is poor, and it doesn't have any attached colors either. Purple crystals are the most valuable ones. You're not thinking of buying something like this, are you?"

  Unexpectedly, Tang San nodded his head affirmatively, "I want to buy this crystal, I just don't know how much it costs."

  "Not expensive, one hundred gold soul coins." A lazy voice with a slightly magnetic and hoarse tone sounded. It was unclear whether it was because the owner of the voice had a bit of a tongue-tie, but his words were somewhat indistinct. Fortunately, there were only Tang San and Xiao Wu here, and the store was very quiet, so they could clearly distinguish what he said.

  Tang San didn't say anything, but Xiao Wu suddenly turned around and said, "This broken crystal is worth one hundred gold soul coins? You might as well go rob someone instead."

  The middle-aged man on the recliner opened his eyes, but didn't leave his seat. "One hundred gold souls is already my cheapest price here. Pay if you want to buy, or leave if you don't."

  After finishing speaking, she closed her eyes again.

  Xiao Wu was furious and was about to go forward to argue, but was pulled back by Tang San, "Alright, I'll buy it."

  In the past few years, Tang San had also accumulated a certain amount of wealth. His daily expenses were very small, and most of his income was saved up. Especially after reaching the Great Soul Master level, the monthly subsidy he received from the Soul Master Hall became ten gold soul coins. Now, adding Tang San's and Xiao Wu's total assets together, they had more than seven hundred gold soul coins.

  "Xiao San, are you okay?" Little Wu raised her hand and touched Tang San's forehead to check if he had a fever.

  Tang San made a gesture to Xiao Wu, then gently shook his head. His right hand lightly brushed against the Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlit Night at his waist, and a pouch containing exactly one hundred Gold Soul Coins appeared in his grasp. He turned around and walked towards the middle-aged man, handing it over to him.

  The middle-aged man didn't even open his eyes, "Your money is not enough."

  "This is indeed one hundred gold soul coins."

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  The middle-aged man's vague voice faintly said: "But I want to sell my crystal for 200 gold souls."

  "This time, Xiao Wu couldn't bear it anymore. 'This is extortion! You just said 100 earlier, and now it's suddenly 200. No wonder you have no business to do. Little San, we're not buying, let's go.'"

  Tang San shook his head at Xiao Wu and looked at the middle-aged man: "Are you sure you won't change your mind again?"

  That crystal may be useless to others, but to him, it's more precious than a heavenly treasure. Let alone 200 gold souls, even if it were 10,000 gold souls, he would buy it as long as he had the money.

  "Alright, 500 gold souls, no more. Hand over the money and take it, otherwise please leave."

  From one hundred to two hundred, and then from two hundred to five hundred. This time, even Tang San's endurance was almost unable to hold on. He put away the money bag and said to Xiao Wu: "Let's go."

  Xiao Wu glared fiercely at the middle-aged man, "It's about time you left. Dealing with such a despicable person is an insult to our intelligence."