Ye Wushuang saw what Old Chen was thinking at a glance, smiled faintly, and said: "Besides, Qianrou just came home yesterday, and it would be a bit unkind for us to leave today; so he asked her to reunite with her parents for a few more days."
Bar."
"After all, after leaving this time, there is no telling when she will come back."
After Pu Ruozhi's matter is settled, it's time for him to go to Zhongzhou.
After all, there is still waiting for him to clear the door!
As Ye Wushuang's maid, Nangong Qianrou will naturally need to go with her; and once she goes to Zhongzhou, the possibility of coming back within a short period of time, or even within a few years, is slim.
Although Ye Wushuang also wanted to rush back to Cangyun as soon as possible, he was not so ruthless and even deprived Nangong Qianrou of the time to reunite with her family.
What's more, since Pu Ruozhi's trace has been identified anyway, there is no need to rush!
"Understood!"
Old Chentou nodded slightly at this moment, and immediately returned to his room with Lin Ruoer to practice.
But Ye Wushuang was not in a hurry to take the Heavenly Star Fruit. Instead, he walked out of Yunyan Pavilion alone and wandered around Nanhua City.
This time he came to the Nanhua Empire. Due to some reasons, he did not bring Liu Qingcheng with him. Although the little girl did not say it, she must have complained in her heart. If he, the elder brother, did not bring her a gift after returning, it would be even worse.
But that's it!
At three o'clock in the morning, Nanhua City became lively; people were coming and going, and there was a lot of traffic, but after all, it was quite different from Cangyun Empire.
"Babao Pavilion?"
Unknowingly, Ye Wushuang walked to one of the busiest streets, looked at the most luxurious pavilion, and was slightly startled.
As the largest trading house on the Tianjian Continent, Babao Pavilion has already spread its branches all over the five continents; especially in some stable empires, such as Cangyun Empire and Nanhua Empire, it has developed like a fish in water.
As one of the ten great empires, the Nanhua Empire would naturally not let go of Babao Pavilion's hand in getting rich.
But what Ye Wushuang didn't expect was that he would encounter them while wandering around unintentionally.
"It can be considered a bit of fate!"
Ye Wushuang smiled faintly and walked into Babao Pavilion.
Although it is the same Babao Pavilion, as a branch of the Nanhua Empire, the products sold there should be many Nanhua specialties, which is also suitable for choosing gifts for Liu Qingcheng.
"Young Master, welcome!"
A steward came up to him with a face full of joy and said enthusiastically: "I don't know what the young master needs. We have a lot of products in Babao Pavilion, which can definitely meet the young master's needs!"
“Just take a look!”
Ye Wushuang waved his hand, dismissed the manager, and wandered alone in the hall.
The Babao Pavilion here is very different from the Babao Pavilion in Cangyun City; there is no so-called Babao Street, all the vendors gather in the lobby on the first floor, and it looks like a busy market.
Some sell Nanhua specialties, and some sell rare treasures.
Of course, most of the so-called rare treasures on the first floor were brought back by some warriors during their training. Once they got here, they could sell them at any price they wanted.
Therefore, most of these items are naturally scrap, but there are exceptions.
For example, a piece of scrap iron may contain a profound martial art, or it may just be a piece of scrap iron. Whether you can find a treasure or not depends entirely on your personal vision.
Therefore, usually the customers who browse in this kind of place are either poor and have no money; or they are not short of money and come to play with their heartbeats.
Ye Wushuang was just going to pick up some Nanhua specialties, so he didn't go to other floors and just strolled around in the lobby on this floor.
Slowly, he scanned through the stalls, selected a few pieces of jewelry with a Nanhua style, and prepared to leave.
But as soon as he turned around, his peripheral vision fell on a stall inadvertently. He couldn't help but look at it, and his feet suddenly stopped.
"This young master, which item do you like?"
The stall owner was also very discerning, and when he saw Ye Wushuang stopping in front of him, he immediately greeted him: "The prices at this stall are affordable to the people, and no one can bully anyone; any item is only a spiritual stone, and you can choose it at your will."
"
"Sir, if you buy a spiritual stone, you won't suffer a loss or be fooled, but you can have a great chance to buy it!"
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang laughed dumbly, but without saying much, he knelt down, reached out and pinched a small ball the size of a thumb, and looked at it intently.
The surface of this ball is rough and rusty, with several cracks crisscrossing it, making it look worse than the discarded stones on the roadside; but between those cracks, there are occasional glints of light.
It was this faint spiritual light that attracted him.
"Young Master, you have such good eyesight. This ball is the most valuable thing of our stall. I spent a lot of effort and risked my life to get it..."
"Stop talking nonsense, I want this!"
Ye Wushuang directly interrupted the stall owner's eloquence, waved his right hand, and handed out a spiritual stone.
But the stall owner didn't pick it up. Instead, he grinned, showing his yellow teeth, and said with a smile: "Sir, other things only require one spirit stone; but this one requires at least ten!"
"Why?"
"Didn't I just say that this ball is my ultimate treasure..."
The stall owner grinned and said: "So, if you have one spirit stone for other things, you need ten for this ball!"
"Then I don't want it!"
Ye Wushuang frowned slightly, dropped the ball, turned around and left.
"Hey, sir, don't leave. Ten pills won't do, but five pills can be negotiated!"
Seeing this scene, the stall owner suddenly panicked and hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute, sir, wait a minute; just one spiritual stone, I'll sell it!"
"It's time to make friends with the young master. Many friends lead to many different paths!"
After hearing this, Ye Wushuang turned around and handed over the spirit stone without any nonsense, ready to deliver it.
"Wait!"
At this moment, a voice suddenly came.
Before he finished speaking, nearly ten figures stepped forward at this moment.
The first young man, wearing silk and satin, looked quite luxurious, and his whole body exuded an arrogance that seemed to be inherently superior to others.
"This ball is my favorite!"
The young man was not polite, walked forward, threw a bulging money bag directly on the stall, and said proudly: "There are a hundred spiritual stones here, is it enough to buy it?"
As soon as these words came out, the stall owner was instantly stunned.
One hundred spirit stones?
He might not be able to earn so much by setting up a stall here for a month or two, right?
What a stroke of luck!
"Enough is enough!"
The stall owner nodded happily, and hurriedly handed back the spirit stones he had just received to Ye Wushuang, apologetically saying: "Young Master, I'm really sorry; I'm returning the spirit stones to you, but I don't want this little ball."
Sold to you!"
"Not for sale?"
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang frowned slightly, glanced at the young man, and said, "Okay."
After the words fell, he didn't hesitate, directly returned the ball, turned around and left.
Seeing this, the stall owner quickly handed the ball to the young man and eagerly stuffed the money bag into his arms.
The young man took the ball, frowned slightly, handed it to a sturdy middle-aged man dressed as a woodcutter, and asked: "Uncle Third Master, is this really a formation ball?"
"yes!"
The middle-aged man nodded slightly, held a pole-style weapon in his hand, and said firmly: "Moreover, it is at least a seventh-level formation master, and the ball is engraved with a third-level formation!"
Level three formation!
In other words, this small ball contains a third-level formation that can threaten Xuanjing warriors!
Hearing this, the young man's eyes became intense: "Uncle Third Master, can you control this thing?"
"I'll try!"
The middle-aged man nodded, took the ball solemnly, and placed it in his palm.
Slowly, a series of spiritual marks emerged, densely surrounding the small ball, following the cracks and sinking into it.
However, at this moment, the little ball suddenly trembled, and the spiritual mark suddenly collapsed, and in an instant, they all disappeared.
"Um?"
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man frowned and looked suspicious.
But the young man hurriedly asked: "Uncle Third Master, what's wrong?"
"Your Highness..."
The middle-aged man lowered his head guiltily and said, "I am incompetent and cannot control this ball!"
"Unable to drive?"
As soon as these words came out, the young man was immediately overjoyed and said in surprise: "Uncle Third Master, you are an eighth-grade top formation master. Even you can't open it. Doesn't it mean that this ball is extraordinary?"
"So to speak."
The middle-aged man nodded and said: "If I predict it correctly, if this ball is deployed, it should be able to easily kill Shidan realm warriors; it can even seriously injure even Xuan realm warriors!"
"Haha, good, good! I really found a treasure this time!"
"I found a treasure; but this kind of formation ball should require a special talisman to open it, otherwise it will be just a decoration in our hands!"
"That's right!"
The young man frowned and became worried; but when he turned his eyes, he happened to catch a glimpse of Ye Wushuang who had just walked to the door. He suddenly had an idea and said: "That kid has been wandering here for most of the day. He didn't want anything, but he only chose this one."
This ball must have seen through the secret of this ball."
"Uncle Third Master, you can't open it; but that kid, maybe there is a way!"
After the words fell, the young man rushed over impatiently and went straight to the exit of the hall without waiting for the middle-aged man to answer.