Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

The Manor Master of Wanjian Manor noticed the relaxed expression on Yuchi’s face and couldn’t help but admire him. He wasn’t a dim-witted rookie; when the Spirit Sword was revealed, Yuchi’s calm demeanor was clear. It was absolutely genuine, with no ripple in his heart whatsoever.

This was understandable, after all, being from a sect in the Lower Three Regions likely meant he had seen many good things, so claiming to be shocked by everything seemed somewhat disingenuous.

Now, after he mentioned the price of the Spirit Sword, Yuchi merely nodded lightly, as if it were a trivial matter. Just how wealthy could this guy be? And, after stating the price, he actually nodded?

Indeed, he seems to want to buy it... The Manor Master pondered and then said:

”If Fellow Daoist Zong is interested, you can purchase it directly now. We only need one thousand taels, and once you provide the silver, this Fire Divine Weapon will be yours. I can even include a leather scabbard for you.”

Yuchi: ”Can you apply a screen protector for free?”

Manor Master: ”...”

Yuchi: ”Can you apply a free screen protector over the protector?”

Manor Master: ”...”

Hahaha, though I don’t quite understand what you mean, it sounds amusing.

”Can you really do that? What will happen to the Sword Tea Gathering tomorrow?” Zong Qianqun asked in surprise as the others laughed inexplicably.

The purpose of the Sword Tea Gathering was precisely for this Spirit Sword, wasn’t it? Now, having sold the Spirit Sword to Yuchi, how will Wanjian Manor manage tomorrow?

The Manor Master smiled without answering, while Yuchi smiled and looked at the beautiful lady beside him. This Pavilion Master, despite living so many years, seemed inexperienced with such transactions, whereas Old Yuchi, though never having eaten pork, had certainly seen pigs run.

”The Manor Master wants to spare us from unnecessary disputes, considering our best interest,” Yuchi said.

The Manor Master nodded, casting a very approving glance at Yuchi. As expected from someone hailing from the Lower Three Regions, he understood the way things worked.

Auction?

Who auctions legitimate merchandise? Everything is privately circulated. Just like this rare divine weapon of Wanjian Manor, would any buyer willingly reveal their name? Only a fool would broadcast having purchased a treasure, inviting disaster.

Business knows the nature of such dealings, treasures like these circulate within the circle, not displayed publicly, ensuring buyer safety and reputation credibility of Wanjian Manor, also saving them lot of trouble.

Good items are always internally absorbed, outsiders don’t get a chance. It’s the same everywhere.

Yuchi had completely figured out Wanjian Manor’s tact. The Manor Master showed the Spirit Sword a night prior, distributing it among prospects ranked per his judgement to see if any buyer would intercept.

So, really good items were unavailable a day in advance, as for the treasures at the Sword Tea Gathering, those were different items, worthy indeed but inferior compared to this Fire Divine Weapon.

Zong Qianqun understood!

She was naive, truly lacking such experiences. Although she wasn’t new to trading arenas, even competing with others before. Now realizing, she’d been picking leftovers, good things are bought in advance?

Wow, Wanjian Manor’s strategy is deep, need to report back to Wutao Pavilion. Luckily, she played Yuchi’s wife this time, bringing such issues now would be awkward, who’d explain? Obviously, Manor Master wouldn’t disclose these unspoken rules, everyone in the loop understands.

And this Yuchi, isn’t he a bit less straightforward... Zong Qianqun’s lovely dark brown eyes glanced at Yuchi with a hint of different emotions.

”I mean no deception, you’re my first potential buyer. As a sign of respect for someone from the Third Region, I’m offering the lowest price, our cost is over nine hundred taels, we earn just over a hundred,”

The Manor Master seriously explained to Yuchi.

Clicking his tongue, who knows if I’m really the first, or just the fallback buyer, merchants blowing their own trumpet, merely wordplay, all part of their strategy. Yuchi nodded, ”No problem, a mere thousand taels, trivial really, but myself doesn’t need it, Qianqun, would you like it? I can gift it to you.”

Zong Qianqun was instantly shocked, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief, oh my, does Yuchi have so much silver? Could he just present it like that, even gifting it to her? She felt uneasy, if it were ordinary little things, no problem, it’s the thought that counts, but this, she’d never accept, afraid even walking would hurt.