Chapter 83: Seventy-Two Paths of Dust and Smoke, Curiosity Kills the Cat
“Tsk tsk tsk!”
“As expected of Kunlun Sacred Ground, the market is always so bustling!”
Chen Changsheng curiously looked around, while Ye Henchuan, following behind him, awkwardly lowered his head.
Indeed, being next to this guy was incredibly embarrassing.
The scandalous gambling incident at Kunlun Stone Workshop yesterday had spread throughout the entire sacred ground, and many top Heavenly Prodigies and prominent figures were waiting for Chen Changsheng at Kunlun Stone Workshop.
But this guy, instead of taking this matter seriously, was wandering around casually.
Just moments ago, someone from Kunlun Stone Workshop came to invite him, but he said:
“The emperor isn’t anxious, why should the eunuch be anxious? If I’m not anxious, what are you anxious about?”
Hearing this, the messenger’s face immediately darkened.
It should be known that the visitor was an outer elder of Kunlun Sacred Ground!
Although he wasn’t a top-tier figure, he was still a person of significance.
Chen Changsheng’s response made the person so angry that he left in a huff.
“Boss, how much is this worth?”
Chen Changsheng picked up an item from a stall and inquired.
Seeing a potential customer, the stall owner immediately smiled brightly and said, “You really have an eye for quality, this is my stall’s treasure.”
“Three years ago, my master narrowly escaped d*ath bringing this out from the Sacred Forbidden Ground.”
“If it weren’t for our affinity, I truly…”
“Stop!”
Chen Changsheng smoothly interrupted the owner’s words.
“I don’t want to know this item’s origin; just tell me how much you want for it.”
“Twenty pounds of Divine Source.”
At this, Chen Changsheng silently put down the item in his hand and stood up to leave.
Seeing the big customer about to slip away, the owner immediately became anxious.
“Sir, it’s common to ask for a high price and negotiate down; you might as well give me a price!”
“Sorry, I can’t afford that price.”
“Yesterday when I passed by here, you only quoted twenty Spiritual Stones. Now, you’re asking for twenty pounds of Divine Source; do you think I’m a fool?”
Having his little scheme exposed, the stall owner awkwardly smiled and said, “So you’re a wealthy man!”
“Had I known this, I wouldn’t have made such a joke; please give a price, and I definitely won’t haggle.”
“I don’t want to spend money, but I can trade something with you.”
Saying this, Chen Changsheng took out a jade slip and carved a peculiar symbol on it.
Seeing the symbol on the jade slip, the stall owner’s expression changed instantly.
He stood up to closely observe Chen Changsheng and tentatively asked, “I’ve been feeling an excess of liver fire lately, so my vision isn’t quite clear.”
“I wonder if you have any clear recovery eye medicine?”
Upon hearing this, a smile crept onto Chen Changsheng’s face, further confirming his previous speculation.
“Earthquake high mound, a true classical beauty from the West.”
In response to Chen Changsheng’s words, the stall owner’s eyes narrowed as he whispered, “Facing the ocean, three rivers blend into a stream that flows for ten thousand years.”
“Red or black? (What road do you travel?)”
Hearing the stall owner ask about his path, Chen Changsheng smiled and picked up the damaged scale he had just chosen.
“You don’t need to know this; just take the item back. There will be someone who understands later.”
With that, Chen Changsheng turned to leave.
The stall owner stared at Chen Changsheng’s back, stunned for a moment, then quickly tidied his items and left.
…
Watching Chen Changsheng happily play with the broken scale, Ye Henchuan felt a scratchy itch in his heart.
He was too eager to understand what just happened.
Seeing his expression, Chen Changsheng lightly said, “If you have any questions, just ask; it’s hard to hold it in!”
Upon hearing Chen Changsheng’s words, Ye Henchuan organized his thoughts and cautiously asked, “Brother Chen, can I know what just happened?”
“You can know a little,” Chen Changsheng raised the broken scale and said, “This belongs to an old friend.”
“I was just exchanging signals with him.”
“If all goes well, my old friend should come looking for me in a little while.”
At this point, Chen Changsheng paused and revealed a meaningful smile.
“I suddenly feel like you can know more; do you want to know?”
“If Brother Chen is willing to share, I would naturally love to hear it.”
“The signals I just used are exclusive to the Seventy-Two Paths of Dust and Smoke.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Henchuan’s curiosity instantly vanished, and he wanted to slap himself twice.
“The Seventy-Two Paths of Dust and Smoke,” the nemesis of Kunlun Sacred Ground, was led by the notorious Wu Li, who caused trouble in the Central Courtyard.
Anyone connected to the Seventy-Two Paths of Dust and Smoke would be considered an enemy by Kunlun Sacred Ground.
Thinking of this, Ye Henchuan smiled bitterly, “Brother Chen, please don’t joke about this; you can’t say such things carelessly.”
“Who’s joking with you? This is news more genuine than gold.”
“Since you’re so curious, I happen to have some even more explosive news; do you want to hear it?”
“I’m not curious right now, not at all curious.”
Ye Henchuan hurriedly shook his head, as the more secrets he heard, the quicker he might d*e.
Seeing Ye Henchuan’s terrified expression, Chen Changsheng smiled slightly and didn’t continue to tease him.
Little guy, serves you right for asking about everything; scared you!
…
At Kunlun Stone Workshop.
After wandering around for half a day, Chen Changsheng and his group finally leisurely arrived at the stone workshop.
The previously less-frequented inner courtyard had grown busy.
As soon as Chen Changsheng arrived, a handsome young man with sword-like brows stepped forward and said, “You must be Brother Chen.”
“I am Jiang Jin from Kunlun Sacred Ground. I was unable to welcome you personally yesterday due to business; I hope you can forgive!”
In response to this Kunlun Saint Son, Chen Changsheng smiled and said, “It’s an honor for me to be personally attended by the Saint Son.”
“I have come today to gamble on stones, and I hope Brother Jiang will guide me.”
After a round of polite exchanges, Jiang Jin looked at Ye Henchuan and the others nearby.
“These two gentlemen must be the Heavenly Prodigies from the Eastern Wastes.”
“Who would have thought that Brother Chen is from the Eastern Wastes. Why is your name absent from the Eastern Wastes Prodigy list?”
“Hehe!”
“Brother Jiang, you’re joking. The Eastern Wastes has so many talented individuals; my modest skills are nothing to speak of.”
“So I’m just here to fill the ranks; someone like me naturally wouldn’t make it onto the Prodigy list.”
Upon hearing Chen Changsheng’s explanation, a hint of amusement flashed in Jiang Jin’s eyes.
“Someone like Brother Chen can’t make it onto the Eastern Wastes Prodigy list; it seems the New Eastern Wastes Prodigy group is indeed extraordinary!”
“I must find an opportunity to see for myself.”
“Please follow me; several friends are already here, and I’ll introduce you.”
With that, Jiang Jin led Chen Changsheng and the others towards a delicately decorated pavilion.
Inside the pavilion sat five people, three men and two women.
Among them, Chen Changsheng recognized one—the Saintess of the Purple Manor, whom he had interacted with yesterday.
