roccoschili Chapter 266 The Little Girl Selling Runes
Chapter 266 The Little Girl Selling Runes
Everyone was shocked and looked up towards the source of the sound. They saw a person standing on the mountain peak of Lingxiao Pavilion, exuding a terrifying aura.
It was none other than one of the two elders leading the Lingxiao Pavilion.
"A Nascent Soul stage ancestor!"
Everyone gasped in surprise.
"Don't dare!"
Ma Hongren trembled and quickly shouted.
"It's best if you don't dare!"
The man said coldly.
"But, Senior Wu, Yan Nantian of our Misty Sect has gone missing. He is our Misty Peak's most outstanding disciple and also the sect leader's disciple."
We demand an explanation from Senior Wu!
Ma Hongren straightened his back and said loudly.
What explanation do you want from me?
"Yesterday, Yan Nantian and your disciple Shi Potian had a dispute and agreed to settle it in secret."
After that, Yan Nantian disappeared!
"You suspect that Yan Nantian and Shi Potian had a secret rivalry, and that Yan Nantian died at Shi Potian's hands?"
Elder Wu Fangyuan's voice grew even colder.
Ma Hongren snorted but did not answer.
That means it's accepted.
"How dare you doubt our Lingxiao Pavilion?"
"Your Misty Peak has recently grown much stronger, and you think you can climb over our Lingxiao Pavilion and challenge our authority?"
Wu Fangyuan's voice was like thunder, shaking people's souls.
"We at Misty Peak dare not."
However, Yan Nantian's mysterious disappearance forces us to suspect Shi Potian.
Ma Hongren said stubbornly again.
"Let me tell you clearly, from yesterday until now, Shi Potian has been right under my nose. He has not left this mountain or this valley at all."
Your disappearance has nothing to do with him.
If you're trying to stir up trouble and start a war with our Lingxiao Pavilion, then we won't tolerate it."
As soon as Wu Fangyuan finished speaking, another figure appeared beside her.
That person also exuded a terrifying aura.
It was another elder.
As the man appeared, Ma Hongren could no longer hold on. It felt as if a thousand-pound boulder was pressing down on him, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud.
"We at Misty Peak dare not!"
Ma Hongren shouted immediately.
"I bet you wouldn't dare!"
Wu Fangyuan let out another cold snort and disappeared with another figure.
As the two disappeared, all the oppressive aura dissipated instantly.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Is this the terror of a Nascent Soul cultivator?"
Shen Rugo mingled in the crowd and looked up at the mountain peak of Lingxiao Pavilion.
As the two men disappeared, Ma Hongren quickly got up from the ground, his face flushed, and glared fiercely at Shi Potian.
"Elder Ma, is Senior Brother Yan Nantian really missing?"
Wu Xuemei stepped forward and asked respectfully, her face full of worry.
Ma Hongren snorted heavily, ignored him, and turned to leave.
"Junior Sister Wu, ignore him, they're just a bunch of lunatics!"
Shi Potian sneered, feeling furious at being wrongly accused.
With Ma Hongren gone, the commotion quickly subsided.
"Has my martial uncle not arrived yet?"
Has Ruge broken through to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining?
The Star Palace was located on the outskirts, and they could see the scene from afar.
Feeling the arrogance of the two Nascent Soul elders of Lingxiao Pavilion, Xingchen Daoren was even more eager for Shen Rugo to establish her foundation in the Heavenly Dao within the secret realm and grow rapidly.
Otherwise, it would be extremely difficult for the Star Palace to drive out the Lingxiao Pavilion and reclaim its ancestral land.
On the last day of the secret realm's opening, although people continued to arrive from afar, there were ultimately very few.
Everyone who was supposed to come has come, and everyone is actively preparing.
Don't miss it!
Runes for sale! Runes for sale! Tenfold compensation for fakes! Tenfold compensation for fakes!
Suddenly, a childish yet sharp voice rang out.
"Selling runes? There are actually people selling runes?"
This shout immediately drew the attention of many people, who then saw a thin little girl, or more precisely, a malnourished, blond-haired girl, sitting on a large rock in the valley, shouting loudly.
There were runes laid out in front of her.
Runes are the rarest of things, and runes of level three or higher are even rarer.
Not only are they hard to find on the market, but even finding rune masters to customize them is extremely difficult, and the prices are exorbitantly high.
Suddenly, a teenage girl with blond hair appeared, hawking runes. Everyone burst into laughter upon seeing her.
"Which sect's disciple is this, daring to swindle and deceive people here?"
"She even sells runes. Does she even know what runes are?"
"At such a young age, only at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and he's already selling runes?"
Everyone shook their heads.
"Don't miss out! We'll compensate ten times the price if it's fake!"
"Diamond Axe, Swift Travel Talisman, Five Thunder Talisman, Earth Escape Talisman—if you can think of it, we have it!"
The secret realm opens tomorrow, so having an extra rune means having an extra way to save your life.
Lowest level 3 runes, ten times the price back if fake.
Don't miss it!
Then the little girl screamed again.
"Whose child is this? Why aren't the adults disciplining him? Letting him cause trouble here!"
"She even sells level three runes, Vajra Axe, Swiftness Talisman, and Five Thunder Talisman. There's no rune she won't sell. Does she think she's a rune master?"
There were people who were initially interested in going to see it, but now that thought has vanished.
Just as everyone was ignoring it, a voice suddenly rang out, "Are your runes real, or are you just lying to people?"
His voice was like a raspy, hoarse duck's quack, so harsh it gave me goosebumps.
Everyone couldn't help but look over.
A boy jumped onto the tall rock and stood in front of the little girl.
However, when everyone saw the boy, they couldn't help but laugh.
The boy's head was wrapped up tightly, but his face was like an orange peel, a rough, pockmarked mess, as ugly and terrifying as could be.
However, this young man exuded the aura of the Foundation Establishment realm.
"Which sect's disciple is this? He's only fifteen or sixteen years old, yet he's already at the Foundation Establishment stage?"
It's just a pity he was born with this face, covered in pockmarks.
Everyone immediately became interested in the boy and watched him from a distance.
"Brother, our shop has always been based on honesty and integrity, and we never lie!"
The little girl didn't even lift her eyelids, and said coldly.
"Pah! What kind of level three rune is this? You're not even fully grown yet, and you think you can sell level three runes?"
But then the pockmarked boy let out a cold laugh.
"Hey pockmarked senior brother, buy it or don't, but don't ruin my reputation, and don't block my path to wealth!"
The little girl glared angrily at the pockmarked boy, her face full of indignation.
"You little liar, how dare you laugh at me? Believe me or not, I'll tear all your runes off so you can't lie anymore!"
The pockmarked boy clearly had a bad temper. He took a step forward and reached for the rune.
"These runes of mine are worth at least a hundred top-grade spirit stones each. If you dare to tear one up, I'll have my ancestor come knocking on our door!"
But the little girl wasn't afraid at all; instead, she glared fiercely at the pockmarked boy.
"This broken rune costs a hundred top-grade spirit stones per piece? Why don't you just rob someone?"
The pockmarked boy paused, his outstretched hand momentarily still.
Even the others were taken aback; a single rune costing one hundred top-grade spirit stones was far too expensive.
However, the little girl mentioned their family's ancestor, which puzzled everyone again.
Could this little girl really be a descendant of some reclusive rune master, selling runes?
This made everyone even more interested.
"You're obviously a penniless loser, a pauper who doesn't even have a hundred low-grade spirit stones. Don't bother looking at my runes, get out of my way!"
The little girl became even more arrogant.
"You actually called me a poor wretch?"
The pockmarked boy flew into a rage and continued to reach for the runes with his outstretched hand.
However, at that moment, the little girl casually threw out a talisman, and the pockmarked boy let out a scream and soared into the sky.