Chapter 2 The Competition for Sword Rental Qualifications Heats Up
The stage was filled with intense battles.
The level of the matches was exceptionally high.
Although both combatants were only at the "Golden Core Mid-stage realm," the combat power they unleashed was no less than that of cultivators at the "Golden Core Great Circle realm."
What was even more impressive was that both were "Sword Dao masters," and the "Sword Dao divine abilities" they employed were sharp and peerless, sweeping aside all opposition.
Swish, swish, swish!
Bang, bang, bang!
Streams of "heaven-shattering sword energy" soared into the sky.
The two fought to a standstill, locked in a fierce struggle.
...
Gulp!
The middle-aged cultivator with a horse-like face, who had been specially invited by Ouyang Hao and Sima Longgen to "watch the competition," couldn't help but swallow hard, his calves trembling.
Terrifying!
Truly terrifying!
The horse-faced middle-aged cultivator was a "Golden Core Late-stage realm cultivator." He was good and powerful, ranking in the upper-middle tier among the cultivators of "Tianxin Holy Land."
But when he compared himself to the two "competitors" on the stage, the horse-faced middle-aged cultivator felt like "unrecyclable trash," the kind that should be thrown directly into the garbage can.
The "Sword Dao divine abilities" of those two "competitors" were simply too strong.
How could they be so powerful?
As if sensing the horse-faced middle-aged cultivator's confusion, Ouyang Hao chuckled from the side and casually explained.
"Yan Chixia is using the Black Mountain Demon Subduing Sword Technique, and Hua Yingxiong is using the Zhonghua Ao Jian Jue. Both of their sword techniques and divine abilities were comprehended entirely through the transmission of movies!"
What the heck!
The horse-faced middle-aged cultivator was utterly stunned.
Was "movie transmission" truly that miraculous?
However, he still refused to admit defeat.
Never bow your head, lest the crown fall.
Never shed tears, lest your enemies laugh.
As a "Holy Land cultivator," pride must not be lost!
The horse-faced middle-aged cultivator wore an expression of firm, unyielding resolve.
No, I refuse to accept this!
Sima Longgen sneered inwardly, "Fine then, don't blame me for unleashing the big move!"
He reached out and pointed to a thatched hut not far from the competition stage.
"Look, what is that?"
At first, the horse-faced middle-aged cultivator didn't quite understand Sima Longgen's meaning.
A dilapidated thatched hut, extremely simple, what was there to see?
The next second, his eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief!
o ( ( ⊙ ﹏ ⊙ ) ) o
What the heck?
This, this, this... is impossible!
What had he seen?
Inside the thatched hut, there was a giant stone, and on it were densely packed sword after sword.
These swords, without exception, exuded an incomparably terrifying and overwhelmingly powerful "Houtian Spiritual Treasure aura."
Houtian Spiritual Treasure "Qing Yuan Immortal Sword"!
So many "Houtian Spiritual Treasures"!
The horse-faced middle-aged cultivator felt his entire world crumble!
How could there be so many "Houtian Spiritual Treasures"?
One, two, three...
A hundred!
A full hundred "Houtian Spiritual Treasures"!
How was this possible? It was too exaggerated!
The horse-faced middle-aged cultivator's expression changed rapidly.
Sadness!
Emotions!
Doubting life!
In a poor and backward place, there were so many "Houtian Spiritual Treasures"? We can't compare. "Tianxin Holy Land" truly can't compare!
The "belief" in the horse-faced middle-aged cultivator's heart began to crumble.
Ouyang Hao and Sima Longgen exchanged a glance and immediately seized the opportunity. Before the horse-faced middle-aged cultivator "completely broke down," they quickly led him to the next stop.
"Qian Duoduo's Little Sundry Shop."
About five hundred meters from the "competition stage," there was an even smaller, more dilapidated thatched pavilion.
Inside the pavilion stood a smiling, kind-faced, harmless-looking little胖子.
At this moment, the little胖子 had just finished a transaction and was in a very good mood. His smile was even brighter, even more harmless.
He saw Ouyang Hao, Sima Longgen, and the others from afar and immediately greeted them enthusiastically.
"Yo, Senior Brother Ouyang, Senior Brother Sima, what good wind blows you here today? Hehe, same old, same old, I'll give you a three-point rebate later!"
Uh...
Ouyang Hao and Sima Longgen twitched at the corners of their mouths and couldn't help but curse inwardly.
"Damn fatty!"
The "rebate" system was a new measure Qian Duoduo had recently introduced.
As long as you introduced new customers to him, the introducer could receive three percent of the business profit.
It was indeed a good thing!
But could such a thing be said out loud? And in front of the horse-faced middle-aged cultivator! It was too awkward, wasn't it clearly treating him like a "fat sheep"?
Sima Longgen instinctively said.
"No need, Fellow Daoist Qian, no need for rebates for us. Just give Fellow Daoist Ma a discount."
At this moment, the horse-faced middle-aged cultivator finally recovered from his shock and lodged a formal protest with Sima Longgen.
"Senior Brother Sima, my surname is Jiao, not Ma!"
Uh...
Surname Jiao?
Is he that arrogant?
Sima Longgen rolled his eyes, "Alright, I understand, Fellow Daoist Ma!"
The horse-faced middle-aged cultivator was speechless. He rolled his eyes wildly. He had already said that his surname was Jiao, Jiao, Jiao!
Hey, hey, hey, why do I feel like I'm being arrogant?
Strange!
Qian Duoduo, standing opposite, chuckled and said.
"Alright, Fellow Daoist Ma, I have all sorts of good things here. What would you like to buy today?"
"Fellow Daoist Ma" again!
The horse-faced middle-aged cultivator lowered his head helplessly, resigned to his fate.
At this time, Sima Hao interjected.
"Fellow Daoist Qian, this Junior Brother Ma is new to our Purple Jade Bamboo Forest and is not yet familiar with everything. How about you introduce him to a few of our best-selling products!"
Oh, I see!
Who was Qian Duoduo? Seemingly honest, but actually incredibly cunning.
Upon hearing Ouyang Hao's words, he immediately understood.
Buying things was secondary; the key was to "show off."
Qian Duoduo was an expert at this!
He chuckled, flipped his palm, and took out a small jade bottle.
He opened the jade bottle, and a pill that shone with golden light, was incredibly mystical, and had nine "golden dragon phantoms" within it, appeared.
A rich medicinal fragrance instantly permeated the air.
Just breathing in the medicinal scent, the horse-faced middle-aged cultivator felt his mouth water, and his internal Golden Core became lively, seeming to have a tendency to strengthen.
What kind of "immortal pill" was this?
The horse-faced middle-aged cultivator's eyes widened. He had a vague premonition.
Legend had it that there was a type of pill that could enhance "Golden Core strength" and increase the number of "cultivator's Golden Core dragon patterns."
However, such a Golden Core only existed in "legends" and was impossible to find in reality.
The horse-faced middle-aged cultivator looked at the "mystical pill" in disbelief. The more he looked, the more it resembled it. It looked too much, damn too much.
"Could this... be the legendary Nine Dragon Pattern Pill?"
The horse-faced middle-aged cultivator asked weakly.
Qian Duoduo chuckled, his smile bright and harmless. He enthusiastically introduced.
"That's right, Fellow Daoist Ma guessed perfectly correctly. This is indeed the Nine Dragon Pattern Pill, our best-selling pill in Purple Jade Bamboo Forest!"