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第一千七百二十章 随心所欲

Everyone's gaze turned to Lin Xuan, this guy had truly sharp eyes. He could easily make a fortune by selling such an item.

"Allow me to reiterate, I have no intention of selling it. Ling'er, Yan'er, why are you still standing there? Let's go."

As Lin Xuan spoke, he walked towards the stairs. The actions of this noble in a brocade robe completely enraged his servants, who leaped up and blocked them.

"Sir, you're refusing to accept our hospitality and instead choosing punishment. Do you know what position my master holds?" the leading servant said coldly. He was also an early-stage One Core Formation cultivator.

"Not only that, but you Far-Born Subordinate is utterly reckless, daring to ignore even the demands of Shark King Prince."

These words caused all present cultivators, including the innkeeper, to turn pale with anger. Their initial suspicions had been confirmed; it truly was the son of the Mad Shark King. Cultivators could only look up in awe at such power.

After the servants finished speaking, they all looked smugly at Lin Xuan, waiting for him to submit.

Unfortunately, what followed was something none of them expected.

Lin Xuan had no intention of making enemies with the Mad Shark King, but his opponent's attitude truly irked him. Buying things should follow a voluntary principle; this person was being too domineering.

"I have never heard of Shark King Lin. Do you really think the sea creatures consider the Great Vast Sea their territory? Do you believe we humans can be treated like livestock? If I don't sell it, what then?"

Lin Xuan had spoken diplomatically, but the noble in a brocade robe turned red with anger and his servants. The cultivator's strength was formidable; he was an advanced-stage One Core Formation.

"Old Master Qiao, you're thinking too simply. Although this Great Vast Sea is mainly inhabited by scattered human cultivators and small sects, we still can't ignore the rules of the cultivation world. In the market district, strong-arm tactics are inappropriate even if no one dares to speak out against us. However, it would be a waste for such a minor item," the noble in a brocade robe said leisurely.

"Master Young Lord is correct; my consideration was somewhat lacking. But this matter can't end here. What do you plan to do next?" The old man stroked his beard and looked satisfied. Compared to previous generations of Mad Shark Kings, who were often rash, the young lord seemed much more steady. No wonder the king favored him.

"How else? I've already sent people to keep an eye on that reckless cultivator. We can't act in the market district, but when we're alone somewhere..."

His face darkened as he spoke. "A mere early-stage One Core Formation cultivator dared to be so insolent before me. I won't rest until his soul and essence are extracted. As for those two girls with him, they look nice; I'll take them back as a cauldron."

"Good! Young Lord's approach is very prudent. I will accompany you to see if that arrogant and ungrateful fellow really has three heads and six arms."

"Haha, a mere early-stage One Core Formation cultivator doesn't need Old Master Qiao," the noble in a brocade robe said nonchalantly.

"I understand your meaning, but I'll come along for peace of mind. Rest assured, I won't interfere with Young Lord's actions."

"Haha, Old Master Qiao is overthinking it; I have no disrespect towards you."

"This old man understands. There's one matter I need to ask you," the old man said.

"Please ask."

"The item that Young Lord has chosen isn't just a minor treasure. Even if it's extraordinary, how can it compare to a precious artifact? Yet, you're offering a staggering million crystal stones for it. This is beyond my comprehension," the old man said slowly, clearly troubled by this matter for some time.

"Haha, Old Master Qiao doesn't know; this isn't just any ordinary treasure but a replica of an ultimate treasure."

"An ultimate treasure? That's impossible. While there are replicas of treasures, I've never heard of one being made into a treasure," Old Master Qiao shook his head. There was no need for the young lord to deceive him, but such an explanation seemed too far-fetched.

"Haha, it's understandable that you don't know. But this matter is absolutely true; I came across it by chance in some old and broken scriptures. In our Eastern Sea cultivation world, it might be impossible, but in other powerful realms of the spirit world, ultimate treasures can indeed be replicated into treasures and given to junior disciples of important figures."

He swallowed hard as he continued: "Replicating a treasure is much more difficult than replicating an ultimate treasure; only a Refining Master could do it. The power of these replicas might not be inferior to top ancient treasures."

"A base-stage cultivator holding such a treasure can easily challenge those above them in rank. It's said that the Immortal of the Cold Moon Realm, when young and just starting out, used a replica treasure with her base-stage cultivation to even the odds against an early-stage One Core Formation cultivator."

"Base-stage versus One Core Formation? That's impossible," the old man's face was full of shock. Such a tale sounded too fantastical.

"I don't believe it either, but that's exactly what the scriptures say. The most glorious battle wasn't even this time."

"What? Is there something even more exaggerated?" The old man was truly speechless.

"Yes, I did see one. It's about someone named True Dragon. A hundred thousand years ago, he was still a base-stage cultivator but had already reached the peak of his cultivation without condensing essence. He gained great fame with two replica ultimate treasures as weapons. No one in the same rank or even at the Condensation Stage could defeat him."

"Base-stage defeating One Core Formation? That's impossible," the old man's face was full of astonishment.

"I don't believe it either, but that's exactly what the scriptures say. The most glorious battle wasn't this time."

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