Sleepy Dragon Continent

Chapter 1017 You won't be angry, will you?

In the bustling Tianwu City, Qin Mo squatted on one of the stalls, listening to the stall owner's spittle flying.

The Patriarch next to him stared blankly ahead, his pupils unfocused.

"This feather is even more extraordinary. It is the ultimate feather of a strong man of the extinct Dark Feather clan. With it, it is not difficult to go to heaven and earth."

"Can I take a look?"

Qin Mo made a request, and the stall owner readily agreed.

Picking up the feather, it was quite heavy, and quietly cast the Chaos God Eye, everything inside the feather was presented in front of Qin Mo's eyes.

There is an independent space inside this feather, but this space is tattered and tattered.

Moreover, the veins in this feather are also damaged, even if, as the stall owner said, it is the natal feather of a certain strongman of the Dark Feather clan, it is of no value.

Putting down the feather, Qin Mo seemed to casually point to the last item, a broken sword: "What about this one, what's the reason for it?"

Facing Qin Mo's ridicule, the stall owner grinned: "Brother, I didn't blow it up. This broken sword is amazing. It has been passed down from my ancestors."

Halfway through the speech, the stall owner suddenly stopped, leaned close to Qin Mo's ear, and said mysteriously: "My ancestor was a super swordsman, and this broken sword contains peerless sword skills inside!"

"Really, so powerful?" Qin Mo rolled his eyes, pretending to be surprised.

"This is natural." The stall owner sat up straight and said solemnly: "My ancestor was a remarkable existence, but it's a pity that his family's fortune has fallen. In my generation, I can no longer pry into the mystery of this sword, so We can only reluctantly part with each other."

Qin Mo looked at the sword with obvious emotion on his face: "I want it, how can I sell this sword?"

The stall owner stretched out five fingers: "It's not expensive, only 50 wafers."

Hearing this, Qin Mo got up and left without delay.

"Hey, hey, don't go."

The stall owner was in a hurry, so he hurried forward and grabbed Qin Mo's arm: "Brother, what are you going to do, don't you have a good chat."

"I can't afford it, it's too expensive, and I don't have that many wafers with me."

"Then how much do you have?" the stall owner asked with a look of expectation.

Qin Mo also stretched out five fingers and waved them in front of the stall owner.

"Only fifty thousand?" The stall owner looked embarrassed.

"No." Qin Mo shook his head, and said with some embarrassment, "I only have five thousand wafers."

"Five thousand!" The stall owner looked very hurt.

Qin Mo shrugged, and said with some regret: "So, I can't buy your heirloom, goodbye."

After speaking, Qin Mo left again.

"Hey, don't go."

The stall owner pulled Qin Mo back again, his beard was shaking constantly, his face showed pain, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"Brother, I thought you were very kind when I first saw you. How about this, I will sell you this sword for five thousand, and we will be brothers."

Qin Mo hesitated and said, "Is this appropriate?"

"What's inappropriate." The stall owner patted his chest, as if afraid that Qin Mo would run away, he quickly handed the broken sword from the stall to him: "Here!"

After receiving the Broken Sword, Qin Mo happily thanked the stall owner: "Thank you, brother, here it is, five thousand wafers."

After receiving five thousand wafers from Qin Mo's hand, the stall owner's expression immediately changed, and he shook off his hand in disgust, muttering, "Hurry up, poor man."

Qin Mo chuckled, held the broken sword in his hand, and channeled his own sword intent into it.

"Buzz!"

The originally mottled broken sword suddenly burst into a dazzling sword brilliance.

The terrifying sword intent erupted, but the strange thing was that only those within ten meters could perceive this sword intent.

There was only one stall owner around Qin Mo, so only the two of them could perceive this sword intent.

The sword intent is deep and deep, as if it has existed forever.

The brilliance of the sword rolled backwards, and immediately sank into Qin Mo's forehead.

The forehead shone with light, gradually condensing into an ancient word 'sword'.

At this moment, Qin Mo understood the function of the 'sword' imprint: increase!

This imprint is left by the supreme swordsman who condensed the supreme sword intent before his death. As long as the level of swordsmanship does not exceed him, the sword skills can be increased by one to ten times!
With Qin Mo's current strength, even if it is only doubled, it would be extremely terrifying.

The stall owner at the side saw that Qin Mo had benefited greatly, his eyes turned red immediately, and he pointed at him with trembling fingers, not knowing what to say.

"Thank you for your gift, there are really good things in this broken sword."

Qin Mo grinned at the stall owner, looking very shy.

The stall owner wanted to vomit blood, if it wasn't in Tianwu City where force was not allowed, he would have rushed up by now.

After getting the imprint of 'sword', the broken sword in his hand exuded a faint light, and Qin Mo could feel a strong sword intent surging inside it.

Put it away, and swallow it by the Mie Que Sword Formation when you return to your foothold.

Seeing that Qin Mo used 500 wafers to get something worth more than [-] million wafers, the stall owner's heart felt like being pierced by thousands of arrows: Pain!
"How did you discover the secret inside?" the stall owner asked unwillingly, panting heavily.

Qin Mo thought for a while, and said, "It's probably because your sword skills are too low, and this sword doesn't care about you."

"You!" The stall owner was furious, with a fierce gleam in his eyes.

At this moment, a burst of strange fragrance came suddenly.

Turning his gaze, he saw that the strange fragrance was coming from the booth next door.

The source of the strange fragrance is a crystal skull, and the stall owner is a charming young woman.

This booth was just set up, and there was only this one crystal skull, which attracted a lot of attention as soon as it was taken out.

Qin Mo showed surprise, and the moment the crystal skull appeared, the ancestor's hand suddenly moved.

With flickering eyes, Qin Mo looked at the young woman and said, "How do you sell this skeleton?"

"500 million wafers, no bargaining."

"Okay, I'll buy it." Without further ado, Qin Mo threw out a storage ring, and then took a photo with his empty hand, and put away the crystal skull.

The young woman picked up the storage ring, looked at it, and was very satisfied. She nodded to Qin Mo, then cleaned up the booth, and left without stopping for a moment.

"You, didn't you say you only have five thousand wafers?"

Seeing Qin Mo take out 500 million wafers all of a sudden, the previous stall owner couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a heart-piercing roar.

Qin Mo slapped his forehead when he heard the words: "Oh, I forgot that my other storage ring still has some crystals, you won't be angry, will you?"

(End of this chapter)