Qingqiu looked at Ye Xuan, waiting for an answer.
After a moment’s thought, Ye Xuan said, “You’re not wrong!”
Qingqiu lowered her head slightly.
Ye Xuan gently ruffled her head, smiling, “Don’t be sad. That’s just how society is, so realistic. When you’re weak, they look down on you; when you’re rich, they envy you!”
Qingqiu nodded, “I understand!”
Nearby, Zhi Xian sighed softly, “I…”
Ye Xuan smiled, “It’s fine! Elder Xian, you’re skilled in scholarship, not these matters, which is perfectly normal. But I suggest you go out and see the world more often. The universe is vast, and seeing more will bring great rewards. As they say, reading ten thousand books is not as good as travelling ten thousand miles.”
Zhi Xian bowed slightly, “I’ve learned something!”
Ye Xuan smiled, then walked to a nearby attendant. The attendant glanced at Ye Xuan, his expression calm, “Something you need?”
Ye Xuan smiled, “Can I meet your boss?”
The attendant shook his head, “No, you need to make an appointment first!”
Ye Xuan smiled faintly, then opened his palm, and a storage ring silently floated to the attendant. The attendant looked and froze!
One hundred cosmic veins!
Ye Xuan smiled faintly, “Please pass on the message!”
The attendant’s previously cold face broke into a smile, “Please wait a moment, sir!”
With that, he turned and left.
Soon, the attendant returned, smiling, “Sir, the curator invites you! Please go upstairs.”
Ye Xuan smiled, “Thank you!”
The attendant smiled, “You’re too kind!”
Ye Xuan led Qingqiu and Zhi Xian upstairs.
Qingqiu suddenly tugged at Ye Xuan’s sleeve, “Is this what they mean by ‘money makes the world go round’?”
Ye Xuan smiled faintly, “Put it another way! It’s about social niceties!”
Qingqiu frowned slightly, “Social niceties?”
Ye Xuan nodded, “In this society, besides having great strength, you need to master social niceties. Read many books, do many things.”
Qingqiu nodded thoughtfully.
Soon, the three reached the second floor, where they saw an old man with white hair and beard, engrossed in a thick ancient tome.
Beside Ye Xuan, Zhi Xian clasped his fists, “Curator Yu, greetings. I am Zhi Xian of Xuan Sect!”
Curator Yu set down the tome and glanced at Zhi Xian, “Something you need?”
Zhi Xian hurriedly said, “I heard your academy has the Twelve Volumes of Cang History. We wish to purchase them for research. Would you be willing to sell, Curator Yu?”
Curator Yu shook his head, “Not willing!”
Zhi Xian froze.
He hadn’t expected such a blunt refusal!
Unwilling to give up, Zhi Xian said, “Curator Yu, the price is negotiable!”
Curator Yu glanced at Zhi Xian, “Negotiable? Alright, how’s it negotiable?”
Zhi Xian hesitated, then said, “You can name a price!”
Curator Yu shook his head, “You can’t afford it!”
Zhi Xian: “…”
Beside Ye Xuan, Qingqiu whispered, “Young Master, does he think we’re poor?”
Ye Xuan nodded.
Qingqiu frowned, “If we were very rich, he’d treat us differently, right?”
Ye Xuan smiled, “What do you think?”
Qingqiu thought for a moment, then said, “Young Master, why do you respect Master so much? He’s very poor! But I feel you truly respect him!”
Ye Xuan smiled faintly, “Because your Young Master was poor once too! And Elder Xian’s knowledge is vast, he deserves respect.”
He walked to Zhi Xian, who gave a bitter smile and was about to speak when Ye Xuan smiled faintly, “You’re approaching this wrong!”
Zhi Xian froze.
Approaching it wrong?
Ye Xuan turned and walked to Curator Yu, placing a storage ring before him.
Inside were one hundred cosmic veins!
Curator Yu glanced at it, frowning, “Are you insulting me?”
Ye Xuan took out another storage ring.
This one contained one thousand cosmic veins.
Curator Yu stared at Ye Xuan, his face unmasked with anger, “What do you take me for?”
Ye Xuan said nothing, silently placing another storage ring before Curator Yu.
This time, it held ten thousand cosmic veins.
Curator Yu was stunned. Clearly, he hadn’t expected this young man to produce ten thousand cosmic veins.
But he remained defiant!
Curator Yu stared at Ye Xuan, a sneer on his lips, “I despise people like you who think a bit of dirty money lets you do whatever you want…”
Ye Xuan suddenly placed another storage ring on the table.
This one contained a million cosmic veins!
A million!
What an astronomical fortune!
Even selling books for ten thousand years wouldn’t yield a million cosmic veins!
Seeing a million cosmic veins in the ring, Curator Yu was struck as if by lightning, frozen in place!
A million cosmic veins!
A million!
He’d never seen so many cosmic veins in his life!
Ye Xuan looked at Curator Yu, his expression calm.
Curator Yu’s throat bobbed, then he said, “Sir… please, sit! Let’s talk in detail! Someone, bring tea! My finest Immortal Spirit Tea!”
But Ye Xuan suddenly retrieved the ring from the table, turned to Zhi Xian and Qingqiu, and said, “Let’s go!”
Zhi Xian nodded, “Alright!”
The three left!
Curator Yu was stunned, then roared, “You dare toy with me!”
Ye Xuan turned to Curator Yu, frowning, “Toy with you? Did I?”
Curator Yu glared at Ye Xuan, his eyes filled with killing intent.
Ye Xuan said seriously, “We came to buy books. Now, we’re not buying. Is there a problem?”
Curator Yu’s expression suddenly calmed, “No problem!”
At that moment, three mysterious figures appeared behind Ye Xuan’s group, their auras strong, all Time Walkers, not even reaching Time Immortal.
Ye Xuan glanced at the three, then at Curator Yu, “Curator Yu, what’s this about? We’re scholars, are you resorting to force?”
Curator Yu’s face was expressionless, “Leave the ring, and you can go!”
Robbery!
Zhi Xian couldn’t help but rage, “How can you do this? This… this is utterly disgraceful! Shameless! Shameless!”
Poor Zhi Xian, though well-read, lacked a rich vocabulary for insults.
Ye Xuan sighed softly, “Curator Yu, we’re scholars, we should reason. Do you think this is appropriate?”
Behind Ye Xuan, the three mysterious figures were about to act, but Curator Yu stopped them.
Curator Yu looked at Ye Xuan, unease stirring in his heart.
Was this guy pretending to be weak to trap me?
At that thought, Curator Yu broke into a cold sweat.
Something’s off!
Could an ordinary person casually produce a million cosmic veins?
Could they?
Obviously not!
Only top-tier forces could so easily offer a million cosmic veins! And most importantly, when his men appeared, this young man remained so calm!
Why was he so composed?
Why?
Strength!
Or a powerful backing!
Realizing this, Curator Yu fully calmed down.
He was now certain this young man was pretending to be weak to show off!
With that in mind, Curator Yu suddenly glared at the three figures, “Who told you to come out? Get lost!”
The three figures were dumbfounded!
What’s going on?
Curator Yu roared, “What are you looking at? Scram!”
The three exchanged glances, still confused, but didn’t dare question him and retreated!
Beside Ye Xuan, Zhi Xian frowned, puzzled.
Qingqiu glanced at Ye Xuan, covering her mouth with a soft laugh.
Ye Xuan looked at Curator Yu, his expression calm.
Curator Yu turned to Ye Xuan, smiling faintly, “Sir, just a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding…”
He took out a storage ring, “Here are the Twelve Volumes of Cang History, a gift to you, let’s be friends!”
Ye Xuan hesitated, then raised the ring in his hand, “You’re not robbing me anymore? A million cosmic veins!”
Curator Yu said seriously, “What are you saying, sir? We’re scholars, how could I act like a bandit? Do you think I’ve read all these books for nothing? I have justice in my heart, my values are perfectly upright!”
Ye Xuan was speechless.
This guy wasn’t following the script!
What now?
The act wasn’t working!
Curator Yu hurriedly added, “Sir, I was indeed offensive earlier, please forgive me! I apologize!”
He bowed deeply to Ye Xuan.
After, he bowed slightly to Zhi Xian, “I was inhospitable earlier, please forgive me, I’m deeply sorry!”
Zhi Xian quickly said, “It’s… it’s fine, a small matter, no need for this!”
Curator Yu smiled faintly, “You must be a man of great learning. I have some ancient tomes here, would you be interested in studying them together?”
Zhi Xian’s heart leapt, “Ancient tomes?”
Curator Yu nodded, “Yes!”
Zhi Xian bowed slightly, “Thank you!”
Curator Yu hurriedly pulled Zhi Xian toward a bookshelf…
In place, Qingqiu looked at Ye Xuan, giggling, “Young Master, the story didn’t go as you expected, did it?”
Ye Xuan smiled faintly, “What was the original plot supposed to be?”
Qingqiu thought for a moment, then said, “He was supposed to rob you, but you suddenly show great strength, rob him instead, gain benefits, and do so justifiably, without any guilt!”
Ye Xuan glanced at Qingqiu, silent, but inwardly shocked.
Qingqiu smiled faintly, “See, reading is useful. It sharpens the mind, helps you analyze, and predict fortune or misfortune, right?”
Ye Xuan nodded, “Yes!”
He looked at Curator Yu in the distance, saying softly, “This enemy suddenly got smart, and I’m somehow not used to it! I almost miss those enemies who’d try to kill me over a disagreement, not just me but my entire clan…”
Ye Xuan spoke without hiding his voice, so Curator Yu heard every word clearly.
At that moment, he was sweating buckets!
Damn it!
This guy was trying to show off!
Good thing I didn’t let him…
Too terrifying!
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