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Repugnant Gateway - Chapter 52

Published at 25th of July 2019 10:27:37 AM


Chapter 52

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After calculating for a while, with Zhong Jiuge's speed, it would take him quite a while to get to the Southern Wilderness of the Great Xi.

He had saved the life of Princess Xu Meimu of the Skyfire Palace, and since then, Xu Meimu's heart had been tied to An Zaiyi.

Xu Meiyao was a rare genius. The people only knew that she started cultivating at the age of seven. As for what exactly happened during her cultivation, no one knew.

However, she was only twenty-seven years old when she took control of Skyfire Palace.

Twenty years wasn't that long for a cultivator.

But each person's twenty years was definitely different.

During the day, most of the time was free, so after he arranged a cultivation mission for Xiao Qidao and Qu Liuxi, he brought Skinny Du and left the Heavenly Enlightenment Martial Academy.

When An Zhe left, Old Huo and Madman Qu also entered the space of the Heaven Defying Seal. When he wasn't around, if someone who couldn't control his greed barged in, the people from the Martial Arts Academy wouldn't be able to deal with him.

An Xuan carried a cat in his arms, and a bronze bell hung around his neck.

An Zhe intentionally let those people who were secretly watching know that the bronze bell was not in the martial field.

"Where to?"

Dean asked.

An Zeng looked in the direction of Nanshan Street and pursed his lips. "Gathering Merchant House."

Skinny Du asked, "Why is your heart so kind today? You want me to accompany you out for a stroll?"

An Xuan said, "Your cultivation progress is not slow right now. With the Heaven Defying Seal, your cultivation time is a thousand times faster than others."

Therefore, if others need a long time to enter the spatial realm, you will need a much shorter period of time.

When one reached the realm of the Sumeru, they would need a suitable magical equipment.

"Therefore, when I have time, I will go to the Gathering Shang Manor and take a look around. I will find whatever good stuff I find there."

"Are you sure you can find good stuff?"

An Xuan looked at the cat. "Good sir."

"I'm just afraid that you won't wake up."

An Xuan said, "No matter how well you sleep, I will put a piece of meat in front of your nose and you will immediately wake up."

"The same goes for the good sir. No matter how well he sleeps, as long as there are any treasures, he will wake up immediately."

As he spoke, the cat suddenly raised its head and looked towards the roadside.

There were many stalls selling things on the streets of the long-lived illusory world. There were things that could be used in daily life, as well as some people who claimed to be master refiners. They were weeping as they sold their wares for the last 300 days or so.

The cat called out softly to a stall by the side of the road. Andersen knew it must have discovered something good, so he pulled on Du's skinny body to prevent him from exposing any flaws. Then, the two of them walked over.


The person who set up the stall was a middle-aged man. He looked thin and thin, and his face was yellow.

He spread a dirty cloth on the floor, and on it were some bottles and jars, and a little comb, and a little mirror.

An Zeng walked up to them and took a look, only to discover that none of the items could catch their eyes.

"Isn't this Sect Master An of the Heavenly Enlightenment Sect?"

The middle-aged man quickly stood up with a smile on his face. "I was watching the match with the Academy."

"Master An, you are this!"

He gave a thumbs up.

An Zhan smiled. "No way, it's just luck."

The middle-aged man said, "Don't talk about luck. Everyone has luck, but not everyone can make a name for themselves."

Master An, you're only around ten years old, but you've already made a name for yourself in the city.

In the future, that achievement would be limitless.

"In my opinion, as long as you leave the Illusory Realm and live in the city, you will become a grandmaster."

"You talk so much. Why don't we buy something for you?"

"No, no, no."

The middle-aged man said, "Actually, there's nothing that can catch your eyes with my items."

If there's anything you like, just say it. I'll send it. "

An Zaihai crouched down, and the good master got out of his arms, sniffing and sniffing, actually concealing his observation.

An Zaixin said that this little brat had grown up too, he actually knew how to put on airs.

The cat finally stopped beside a small round plate and called back to An Zeng.

An Zaiyue looked at the plate. There really wasn't anything special about it. Furthermore, the material was porcelain, so it definitely wasn't some sort of magical artifact.

However, with the Nine Revolving Eye, the good Lord definitely wouldn't be wrong.

Although the Kindness of his Nine Revolutions Reincarnation Eye had not been fully activated, it would be impossible for him to make a mistake at such a short distance.

The small plate looked as if it had been there for years, and there was a piece of cloth covered with blue cloth. It was only half a meter in size.

"Is he choosing a guy to eat for himself?"

Dean asked.

An Zaixin smiled and thought to himself, "Never mind what I want. If you like it, then buy it."

"How much is the plate?"

Anjou asked.

The middle-aged man quickly waved his hands, "I've already said it. I'll send you whatever you like."

To tell you the truth, most of my stuff was picked up in the mountains, and the rest from the poor, and the rest of the stuff was mixed in to make up the numbers.

"There's not a single magical equipment here, that plate … I think it looks like something from a few hundred years ago, the silver is worth a little bit, but I can still afford it."

"How did you get this plate?"

The middle-aged man said, "A few days ago, there was someone from outside. He was in a hurry."

Ask me if I take this plate, and a few other things, all wrapped in this rag.

I took a look at it then and I just casually killed it and left it there.

The man was obviously dug up by himself, and I can't ask him about the details, can I?

It's not fake, but it's too short. "

"How much did you spend on this plate?"

The middle-aged man extended two fingers and then quietly added another, "Three thousand."

An Zeng smiled and asked Skinny Du to give him three thousand silver notes.

The middle-aged man began to say nothing. He said that the higher the price, the more he could add some weight to his gift so that they could remember him.

If there was anything he could do to help, he could talk.

An Zaiyue naturally wouldn't take advantage of such a small opportunity. He actually left behind three thousand silver taels worth of banknotes, then picked up the small plate and left.

But the good lord did not leave. He stood there and cried out again.

Skinny Du laughed: "You still want to pack? It's not like you're giving gifts. What kind of packaging do you want!"

The middle-aged man quickly picked up the tattered blue cloth, shook it and wrapped the plate before handing it over.

He put it away and put it in the satchel he was carrying.

His bag was brutal, and there was half a roast chicken in addition to the banknotes.

Even if this wasn't unprecedented, at least it was unprecedented.

Thin Du was rich and overbearing, and all the money in the dispute was in his hands.

This ignorant fellow had piled a pile of silver beside his bed and even built a silver urinal.

The kitten kept looking over at Skinny Du, but in the end, it actually broke free from the fight and jumped into Skinny Du's arms. This made Skinny Du feel very flattered: "Aiya, good sir, I really can't take this street in broad daylight if you want to see me."

An Zaiyue rolled his eyes. "It's on the street, can you hold your tongue?"

"Not to mention the streets, even in the Great Xi's palace, I wouldn't dare to lie down if Master asked me to pout my ass."

He ran his hand through the soft hair of the good man and found him burrowing into his bag.

He took out half of the roast chicken and fed it to her, but she did not take a bite.

Finally the Kindness slipped into her bag and took up the roast chicken.

It seemed to like this little place very much. It curled up and closed its eyes and went back to sleep.

Skinny Du unwrapped the oil paper and mumbled while munching on the roast chicken: "An Zou, should we get some momentum when we go back to Nanshan Street?"

After all, you are now a sect master, and I am the eldest disciple of the Heavenly Awakening Sect.

"Why don't I hire some girls from the brothel across the way and take us back?"

"Scram."

"Scram with a big girl?"

"That would be a bit embarrassing."

"Scram."

"You watched me leave?"

"I'll be more embarrassed."

"If you continue to be a slut, I will take back your financial power," he said.

Skinny Dean: "Just say it. Don't be serious."

"I'm used to sleeping with a piece of silver in my pillow. I can't sleep with a pillow."

The Illusory Land's city was actually very large, relying on the mountains to build it, so most of the roads had to be taken by foot.

However, An Zeng and Du were not used to being carried in the palanquin, so they walked along the way to buy snacks and chat.

When Skinny Du arrived at the entrance of the Gathering Shop with a sweet gourd in his mouth, he was stopped by the two attendants who were greeting guests.

"Masters, do you have invitations?"

"What invitation? Do you need an invitation to buy things from you?"

The manservant recognized that Du Jin was thin and weak, especially since An Zhe was currently in a bad mood, so he politely replied, "Master An, Master Du, today's events are really special."

A few days ago, there was a new batch of good stuff in the courtyard. It was really priceless.

However, these things couldn't be made public, so he invited a few seniors who had good eyesight in the city to come over to appraise them.

Without an invitation letter, it would be truly inconvenient to let the two masters in today.

"How about this, in a few days when these treasures are in the open for auction, I will personally make a trip to the Martial Arts Academy to notify the two masters?"

As he was speaking, a fragrance wafted out from the courtyard.

The mysterious steward of the Gathering Shang Manor walked out while twisting his waist.

"Oh, little mister."

It was the young lady in the purple dress who was called Mister. She seemed to prefer purple, and there were many purple dresses.

The dress she wore today looked rather graceful and luxurious, and her ladylike temperament made her attractive to men rise another level.

"Greetings, sir."

An Zhe smiled as he saluted with his fists.

"My name is Zhuang Fei Fei. If little mister doesn't mind, you can call me sister Zhuang."

An Zaixin said that last time, you wouldn't tell me your name, but he wouldn't show any displeasure.

He smiled and said, "First Mister is still better, and more respectful."

Zhuang Feifei said, "Follow me, come with me."

She glanced at the two attendants and said, "Remember, no matter when, as long as Master An comes, you can't stop him."

"What about at night?"

Zhuang Feifei's eyes twinkled, "It can be done at night, at any time."

Thin Du felt a fever in his lower abdomen and then realized that he had lost.

This woman's cultivation experience was much deeper than his.

Zhuang Feifei led An Zhan and Du to enter the Gathering Shang Manor. At this moment, there were already about ten people in the hall, and they all seemed to be big figures with great reputations.

As soon as An Zeng entered the room, he heard someone calling out to him.

"Master An, this way."

An Zeng looked towards the source of the voice and discovered that it was the casino crocodile who was around three years tall.

"Mister Gao."

An Zeng quickly went over and saluted, but was pulled over by Third Brother to place on the chair. "What are you being so polite with me for? You and I don't need to be so distant from each other."

I didn't expect you to be here today. I heard that you are quite skilled at appraising treasures.

But before the things come up, let's sit down for a while.

"Later, I will introduce everyone who came today to you …"

At the same time, the Vice-Principal of the Fantasy World Academy, Zhen Zhuang Bi, walked in from the outside, swinging a folding fan. He seemed to want to slap Zhuang Feifei's butt with the folding fan, but Zhuang Fei Fei avoided him.

Thus, within Du's thin eyes, there was an intense killing intent.

It wasn't all because of Zhuang Feifei, but because Skinny Du truly wanted to kill this Zhen Zhuang Bi.

Zhen Zhuang Bi also saw the fight, and she let out a cold snort and walked inside.

Good Lord Cat stuck his head out of Du's thin bag and let out a meow. The stars in his eyes began to circulate.




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