Chapter 11

Chapter 11

After Qin Ran left, Li Shiyin reluctantly went to the storage room.

Storage rooms require a lot of space, so naturally they also have spacious arrays set up. The inside space was much larger than it looked from the outside, almost catching up to the ratio of change between the inside and outside of the training hall.

This was Li Shiyin's first time entering the storage room. As soon as she entered, she was stunned by the dense and chaotic objects inside. At a glance, it seemed like everything was there, both recognizable and unrecognizable.

There were tools - hoes, shovels, sickles, baskets, everything needed. There were also unfinished or failed leftovers from the masters, broken tables, chairs, damaged array templates, broken railings, and so on.

Wait, railings?

Li Shiyin was holding a hoe and shovel. She suddenly noticed something strange about the railing.

She looked closely and found it increasingly bizarre, so she went over carrying the hoe and shovel and set the railing upright.

This railing... hmm, very strange.

It was surrounded by a circle of metal railings, about five feet tall. The base was a metal object, about ten feet long and three feet wide, with some strange patterns on it, probably some kind of array lines.

What made this thing so weird was that the metal object at the base looked a bit like a sword.

Li Shiyin stroked her chin and circled around it a few times. She suddenly recalled that the master seemed to be afraid of heights, which gave her a bold guess.

Although it seemed far-fetched, but... this was probably, most likely, possibly, the master's flying sword!

Qin Ran, who was rushing down the mountain, suddenly shuddered and nearly lost his footing, almost tumbling down the mountainside. He quickly stopped and felt a chill down his back, as if he had forgotten something important.

But he couldn't remember what it was for the moment, so he had no choice but to continue on his way.

As he ran, when he arrived at the main peak's Assembly Square, he suddenly recalled that he hadn't put away his epic invention - the railing flying sword!

"She just went in to get a hoe, she probably won't find it!" he reassured himself. "What are the odds of that happening?"

But he still felt uneasy, distracted and unsettled. A famous law circled around his head - Murphy's Law.

The Assembly Square was especially lively today, even more so than usual... mainly because there were more vendors setting up stalls.The roots of this story extend from novell bìn origin.

Of course, if you had the ability to seek redress afterwards, no one would stop you either...

"How much for this?" Qin Ran asked indifferently.

"One thousand low-grade spirit stones," the owner quoted.

Qin Ran was silent. He held the jade slip to his forehead and examined the contents with his spiritual sense again, then asked, "Is there an unsealing verse?"

The unsealing verse was needed to decrypt the contents of the jade slip, like the passcode to unlock a phone. Without it, the actual contents could not be read.

"There is a verse," the owner replied.

"Ten low-grade spirit stones," Qin Ran offered.

"Get lost if you're not buying!" the owner yelled angrily.

Qin Ran still had no change in expression. He squatted and rummaged through the stall some more, then picked up a movement technique called Fierce Tiger Triple Leap, and a sword technique called Brush Clouds Sword Decision. He indicated them to the owner and said, "Ten low-grade spirit stones plus these two techniques, will you sell them?"

Seeing that Qin Ran was completely shameless, not only refusing to raise his offer but asking for more items, the owner's expression changed dramatically from anger to... obsequiousness. He was afraid Qin Ran would change his mind, and quickly said, "Deal!"

"Damn, got ripped off again!" Qin Ran cursed inwardly, as he took out ten spirit stones from his Cosmic Bag and exchanged for the unsealing verses from the owner.

The owner whispered the verses for unsealing the two jade slips into Qin Ran's ear.

Qin Ran nodded, put all three techniques into his Cosmic Bag, and continued walking forward.

Just then, a young disciple who had been waiting for a while sidled up and called out, "Peak Master Qin, please hold on."

Someone calling for him? Qin Ran frowned and looked back to see a handsome youth in black robes that he didn't recognize. "What is it?" he asked.

"This junior is Huang Feiyu of Sword Peak. I'd like to ask senior a favor," Huang Feiyu bowed respectfully to Qin Ran and said.

Although Qin Ran was young and not very powerful, he was still the legitimate Peak Master of Dan Peak. Hearing that this person was a disciple of the Dao Sword Sect, he accepted the bow frankly.

"This junior wishes to buy some Frost Condensation Pills, but I'm afraid I don't know much about pills..." Huang Feiyu saw that although Qin Ran didn't reply, he also didn't walk away, and was delighted inwardly. He hurriedly continued, "I wonder if senior has time to help out this junior."