Starting Cultivation in Wasteland

Chapter 1147: Chapter 1013: Hot Temper (Second Update)

Qu Jianlei isn’t someone who likes to curse, but he couldn’t help it; this guy’s words were just too irritating.

After swearing at him once, he couldn’t be bothered to pay him further attention and turned to look at other independent stalls.

However, just a few seconds later, the guy responded, "Do you wanna die? Got the guts to reveal your identity?"

Even though Qu Jianlei isn’t skilled at trash-talking, he could still retort with a couple of lines with no problem.

"You first reveal your identity if you’ve got the guts; but then, a Supreme hawking goods at a stall probably wouldn’t dare reveal their identity, right?"

No doubt about it, that guy has to be a Supreme; otherwise, ordinary people wouldn’t dare speak like that to a Supreme wandering around.

The guy across hesitated for about ten seconds before responding, "I’m gonna open the door, kid, do you dare come in?"

Qu Jianlei replied instantly, "Just because you let me come in, I have to? Who do you think you are?"

The guy didn’t bother with this comeback, only saying, "I just opened the door, waiting for you ten minutes only!"

Qu Jianlei didn’t continue responding but focused on browsing other independent stalls.

Unknowingly, more than an hour passed, and then he looked back at this stall only to find that the opposite was still in an "open door" state.

It’s obvious that the stall owner is a Supreme, stubbornly waiting for over an hour, revealing the deep grudge in their heart.

Nutrient Injection saw him swipe back here again and asked, "Are you going?"

"Didn’t matter initially," Qu Jianlei answered casually, "but not going seems like I’m scared of the other side."

Actually, it does matter; he is calculating artifact refining right now; the sword is broken but can still analyze the materials.

If he went immediately, the opposite side might discover his purpose and wouldn’t sell it easily.

The two walked towards the independent stall.

Approaching the house, Qu Jianlei felt a bit of a bitter taste – the door was ajar.

But since they were already here, and the movement couldn’t be hidden from the person inside, might as well push the door open directly.

As he pushed the door open, he saw the stall owner sitting in the center; an ordinary-looking woman with a rather curvy figure.

Upon seeing the two enter, the woman directly ignored Nutrient Injection, looking at Qu Jianlei quietly, "I thought you wouldn’t dare come."

No need to say more, she simply believed in her intuition; she assumed the opponent was the guy who spoke rudely earlier.

Qu Jianlei didn’t want to deny it – couldn’t afford to lose face, he frowned slightly, "Your voice is really unpleasant."

It wasn’t a personal attack but a fact; her voice was comparable to a paranoid’s falsetto.

The woman’s gaze turned cold, looked at him for about ten seconds, then spoke icyly, "Checked anything out?"

Qu Jianlei didn’t answer but directly released Spiritual Power, carefully perceiving the opponent’s items.

At the scattered stalls outside, spiritual perception could be used, so it should be workable here... right?

Of course, he had a demonstrative intent – please feel my spiritual power first, then think about how you should act.

The woman was indeed a bit surprised by the purity of his Spiritual Power, a thoughtful glint flickered in her eyes.

The independent stall counts as a "premium stall," with hefty fees and rare guard presence, usually monitoring items online.

Who knows if these Supremes setting up stalls, if the plaza’s manager dares to charge a fee?

The stall didn’t have many items, only a dozen or so.

After personally perceiving with Spiritual Power, Qu Jianlei formed a new understanding.

Besides the broken sword, he got intrigued by two crystal-like stones and an unidentified animal bone.

The latter three vaguely contained some strange energy, although not much, all rather violent.

Presumably, this is the reason a Supreme woman collected these things; before an awakened at such a cultivation level... it’s tough to pick up bargains.

But even so, Qu Jianlei had to be cautious – is the other side offering counterfeits? Having been bitten once by a snake, he’s now paranoid for ten years.

Seeing the opposite is a Supreme, the counterfeiting skill should be decent, so he spoke, "Can I handle them?"

The woman rolled her eyes in response without saying anything.

If you don’t speak, I’ll take it as acquiescence! Qu Jianlei unhesitatingly picked up the broken sword.

He perceived it carefully and ultimately regretfully clicked his tongue: As expected... not authentic indeed.

This thing isn’t obviously fake but still feels somewhat off.

After putting down the broken sword, he picked up a stone, perceived for about ten seconds, then put it down.

The stone isn’t necessarily fake, but to thoroughly analyze its energy, it’s not a matter of a day or two.

After putting down the stone, he shook his head and turned to leave.

Without authenticity from the sword, the remaining items held little significance for him.

The stone might be something good, but currently, it holds little meaning for him.

The most crucial is these items have stayed long with the Supreme; it’s unlikely the other side hasn’t pondered over them.

Given thorough research, now offering them for sale, there are only two possibilities.

One possibility is they’re useless, hence being sold; secondly, is wanting to sell at a high price.

In reality, when Supremes set up stalls, who expects them to sell trifles for thirty to fifty thousand?

Don’t belittle people like that!

Anyway, Qu Jianlei never underestimates anyone’s intelligence, so he’s not even interested in asking the price.

But the woman wasn’t satisfied when she saw him leaving; she snorted coldly, "I’ve waited for over an hour, and you’re just leaving like that?"

Qu Jianlei turned his head to look at her, his face expressionless as he spoke, "Don’t you know why I’m leaving?"

The woman shook her head without hesitation, "I don’t know. As for whether you have money, you’re the one who knows best!"

"Interesting," Qu Jianlei smiled slightly upon hearing this, "I was going to leave you some dignity, but it’s clear you don’t want it!"

"The goods you’ve displayed have issues, yet you have the nerve to ask me?"

However, the woman was waiting for him to say this; otherwise, acting rashly could easily lead to unnecessary disputes.

She slowly stood up, releasing a heavy Supreme Suppression, her face still expressionless as she spoke.

"Are you disparaging the character of a Supreme?"

"Do you still have character?" Qu Jianlei replied with a cold laugh, "You’re even using counterfeits to make up the numbers?"

The woman was clearly about to make a move; after pausing for a moment, she actually started to laugh, "Alright, which one do you say is the counterfeit?"

This demand made Qu Jianlei feel a bit troubled; "Not genuinely authenticated" doesn’t necessarily mean it’s not real.

Yet, it has come down to this, and he has definitely got to stand his ground, at worst admitting in the end that he has "poor judgment."

He spoke expressionlessly, "You don’t know which one is the counterfeit?"

The woman looked at him faintly, an odd smile slowly appearing on her face, "You have your eye on the broken sword?"

Qu Jianlei was a bit puzzled by her change in demeanor, but he still asked calmly, "How much longer do you intend to waste my time?"

He didn’t want to get into a fight with this woman, but if she became too difficult, he wouldn’t mind teaching her a lesson.

"The broken sword... does indeed have some issues," the woman expressed very frankly, "Since you can see it, I’ll sell it to you for one billion."

Qu Jianlei laughed indifferently, "And what if I choose not to buy it?"

The woman didn’t see it as a provocation; she spoke straightforwardly, "Even crafting this replica cost me a lot of time and money."

Qu Jianlei answered calmly, "But it’s still a counterfeit."

"It’s no different from the original," the woman replied without hesitation, "I can assure you responsibly."

Nutrient Injection suddenly asked, "Tell us where the original is, and let’s settle this."

The woman cast him a fleeting glance, "It’s your place to speak?"

"Let’s put it this way; the original is also in my possession. Offer fifteen billion to buy it."

Qu Jianlei was taken aback upon hearing this, "Fifteen billion... you must be crazy broke, aren’t you?"

Upon hearing this, the woman slowly sat down again, "Still a pauper indeed, if you can’t afford it, just leave it!"

She did not, like Amolin, introduce how precious this broken sword was, nor did she care about whether the deal would go through.

Nutrient Injection spoke again, "Firm price, two billion... If you don’t sell, we’re leaving."

The woman looked at him impatiently, "I’ve said it, it’s not your turn to speak... you can go now."

Without another word, Qu Jianlei turned around and left the stall.

Nutrient Injection hurriedly chased after him with his short legs, moving swiftly, and after a few steps remarked, "A broken weapon... quite a rip-off."

Qu Jianlei agreed; if it were cheaper, he’d consider it, as it could save a lot of time and effort in calculations.

But fifteen billion? He might as well calculate it himself; it was just one type among many weapons.

He casually asked, "Is there a market for these things?"

"Of course," Nutrient Injection replied casually, "If you’re interested in broken ancient weapons, I can help inquire."

Upon hearing this, Qu Jianlei turned his head to look at him, his expression a bit strange, "You really have... remarkable capabilities!"

"Can’t guarantee I’d find anything," Nutrient Injection modestly said but followed up with, "Which weapons do you prefer to acquire?"

Is he trying to probe into my details again? Qu Jianlei subconsciously thought of this.

After a moment’s pause, he answered, "Still blades, they’re more wild, heavy weapons work too... swords are a bit too delicate."

This idea aligns with most Imperial people’s perception; killing with a sword isn’t impossible, but it always feels somewhat effeminate.

Nutrient Injection nodded, "Alright, still want to check the independent stalls?"

"Of course," Qu Jianlei replied casually, but then he snorted in frustration.

"These Supremes, none seem keen on properly settling their stalls!"

"That’s normal, I suppose," Nutrient Injection answered casually.

"Theoretically, they’re already among the Empire’s elite few; with some good stuff, who wouldn’t want to ponder themselves?"

Then, Qu Jianlei resumed browsing information about online items, yet hesitated to make a decision.

Nutrient Injection looked around idly, having no chance to put in his opinion on such matters.

In the blink of an eye, more than half an hour passed.

Quite suddenly, Qu Jianlei stood up, casually handed the Pioneer to Nutrient Injection, "Let’s call it a day."

Nutrient Injection was momentarily stunned by the words; the day was still young!

Yet in the next moment, he seemed to understand something, very decisively nodding, "I’m actually getting a bit hungry."

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