Lin Qian froze, disbelief written all over her face.
“You’re talking nonsense! My older cousin never seduced Senior Brother Shen! You’re clearly making things up to ruin Senior Sister’s reputation! I’ve already asked her, and she doesn’t like Senior Brother Shen at all!”
Yu Xingwu shrugged. “Believe it or not, that’s up to you. But I once secretly saw your cousin giving Shen Zhuo a handkerchief. It even had the character for ‘Zhuo’ embroidered on it.”
“Unfortunately, Shen Zhuo didn’t accept it. That handkerchief is still in your cousin’s possession.”
“If she hadn’t been interested in my Dao Companion, I wouldn’t have injured her. You should know that if the matter of coveting and seducing someone else’s Dao Companion were brought before the Law Enforcement Hall, your senior sister would be the one punished. Yet I’m the one who ended up being whipped.”
Lin Qian: “…That’s impossible! Why would my cousin lie to me? Why would she try to seduce Senior Brother Shen?!”
Yu Xingwu curled her lips. “So you’ll believe anything she tells you? If a snake crawled up to your doorstep and she told you it was roasted duck neck, would you believe that too?”
Lin Qian: “…” What kind of ridiculous logic is that?!
Lin Qian snapped, “I’ll get to the bottom of this! And if it turns out you’re lying…”
Yu Xingwu interrupted, “Even if I am lying, there’s nothing you can do to me. I may be the Fake Young Miss, but I’m still someone you can’t afford to provoke.”
Lin Qian: “You!”
“What are you two arguing about?” Suddenly, a woman’s voice rang out.
A moment later, the two saw a beautiful, alluring woman dressed in the uniform of a sect deacon entering the Myriad Treasures Pavilion.
This was none other than Qin Ying, the deacon in charge of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion.
“Deacon Qin.”
Lin Qian bowed respectfully to Deacon Qin. Yu Xingwu, however, remained mindful of her arrogant, domineering, and disdainful persona, so she didn’t bother bowing to Qin Ying.
Instead, she simply said, “Deacon Qin, you’ve returned at just the right time. I’m here to buy a weapon.”
Yu Xingwu didn’t mention their earlier argument at all. She genuinely felt that arguing was a waste of time.
After all, anyone capable of winning an argument against her had yet to be born.
Hearing that Yu Xingwu wanted to buy a weapon, Lin Qian immediately chimed in. “Deacon Qin, this disciple also wants to buy a weapon. You left in such a hurry earlier that I didn’t have time to go upstairs and make my selection.”
Qin Ying looked between the two of them but didn’t ask what they’d been arguing about.
As far as Qin Ying was concerned, there was no need to ask. Yu Xingwu was probably throwing her weight around and bullying another disciple again.
“Both of you cultivate the Dao of the Sword. Are you looking to buy longswords?”
Lin Qian nodded, then shot Yu Xingwu a provocative glance.
So what if Yu Xingwu was the Grand Elder’s daughter? She was nothing more than his adopted daughter now.
Lin Qian had heard that even Yu Xingwu’s Storage Ring had been taken away by the Grand Elder and given to Yu Yuefu. How many Spirit Stones could Yu Xingwu possibly have left?
The Lin family, however, was different. They were a prestigious aristocratic family of immortal cultivators, and Lin Qian’s mother was the legitimate wife of the family head. She had plenty of Spirit Stones.
Besides, every weapon sold in the Myriad Treasures Pavilion was unique. There were no identical duplicates.
Whatever longsword Yu Xingwu took a liking to, Lin Qian was determined to snatch it away from her!
Yu Xingwu said nothing. Both Lin Qian and Qin Ying assumed she was also there to buy a longsword.
“Follow me,” Qin Ying said before heading straight toward the stairs.
Since both young women were Direct Disciples, Low-Grade Longswords naturally wouldn’t be suitable for them. Qin Ying therefore led them directly to the fifth floor of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion.
Yu Xingwu was far too sharp-witted to miss Lin Qian’s earlier look of smug satisfaction. She had more or less guessed what Lin Qian was planning.
As soon as they reached the fifth floor, she spoke up.
“Deacon Qin, I’d like to see the best longsword in the Myriad Treasures Pavilion.”
That’s right. She only wanted to look.
She genuinely just wanted to take a look, nothing more.
Qin Ying had originally assumed Yu Xingwu would buy a High-Grade Longsword to use for the time being.
After all, as far as Qin Ying knew, both Yu Zheng and Feng Chen were fiercely protective of their children and disciples. They doted on them and were extremely generous.
Yu Xingwu had only recently reached Foundation Establishment. Even if Yu Zheng stopped doting on her after finding his biological daughter, Feng Chen would surely obtain a suitable longsword for her.
Any longsword she purchased now would merely serve as a temporary weapon. There was no need for her to buy the most expensive longsword in the Myriad Treasures Pavilion.
Qin Ying had also heard that Yu Xingwu’s Storage Ring had been given to Yu Yuefu, so she was worried that Yu Xingwu might not have enough Spirit Stones.
Nevertheless, she took a green jade sword case down from the display shelf.
Yu Xingwu’s first thought was that there must be a really fine piece of trash in that case! Ahem, I mean a really fine sword!
Beside her, Lin Qian stared intently at the sword case, already preparing herself to fight Yu Xingwu for whatever was inside.
As soon as the sword case opened a crack, Yu Xingwu clearly sensed an intense fluctuation of Spiritual Power.
The moment the case was fully opened, a brilliant flash of water-blue sword light burst forth.
The blue radiance resembled shimmering ripples spreading across a lake stirred by a gentle breeze. It was so beautiful that the sword was clearly no ordinary weapon.
Qin Ying explained, “This longsword is called the Water Yao Sword. It’s a Supreme-Grade Longsword and one of Elder Bai’s finest creations from the Artifact Refining Pavilion.”
“Not only is the sword itself of Supreme-Grade quality, but its blade is also engraved with a Level 9 Strength Rune and a Level 9 Wind Rune.”
“Although it can’t be compared to a Divine Artifact, its power is undoubtedly exceptional among Supreme-Grade weapons.”
“If I remember correctly, the Water Yao Sword ranks tenth on the Water-Attribute Longsword Rankings. However, its price is also exceptionally high. Otherwise, someone would have bought it long ago.”
Yu Xingwu’s star-like eyes sparkled, and she made no attempt to conceal her admiration for the Water Yao Sword.
She was just about to reach out and touch it when someone suddenly grabbed both the sword and its case, hugging them tightly.
“I’ll take the Water Yao Sword! I said I wanted it first, and I was the first to get my hands on it!” Lin Qian declared smugly, looking at Yu Xingwu.
She’d fallen in love with the sword at first sight and could clearly tell that Yu Xingwu wanted it too.
In that case, Yu Xingwu couldn’t blame her for making the first move.
Yu Xingwu wanted to laugh but managed to restrain herself. “Aren’t you going to ask the price before deciding whether to buy it?”
Lin Qian snorted. “Don’t even think about snatching it from me! I’m not short of Spirit Stones. I’ll buy it no matter how much it costs.”
Yu Xingwu thought, How should I put this? Right now, you look exactly like the foolish, spoiled daughter of a wealthy landlord.
“Deacon Qin, may I ask how many Spirit Stones this Supreme-Grade Water Yao Sword costs? I wouldn’t want Senior Sister Lin to discover she doesn’t have enough.”
Lin Qian sneered. “Do you think everyone is like you, unable to even keep hold of their own Storage Ring?”
Yu Xingwu raised her hand in front of Lin Qian and waved it. “That’s because I already have a better Storage Ring. I couldn’t care less about the old one.”
Lin Qian: “…” Keep pretending. Let’s see how much longer you can act so arrogantly.
Qin Ying had no desire to listen to the two of them argue. She simply wanted to announce the price and make them both calm down.
“This Supreme-Grade Water Yao Sword costs fifty thousand Supreme-Grade Spirit Stones. Prices at the Myriad Treasures Pavilion are fixed.”
Lin Qian: “…” Fifty thousand Supreme-Grade Spirit Stones?! Why don’t you just rob someone?!
Yu Xingwu: “…” I knew something this good wouldn’t be cheap. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have remained unsold until now.
Still, fifty thousand Supreme-Grade Spirit Stones was an outrageously high price.
Before coming here, she’d said that twenty thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones would be enough to buy a High-Grade Saber from the sect’s Myriad Treasures Pavilion.
Even if this sword was Supreme-Grade, surely increasing its value a hundredfold—to twenty thousand supreme-grade spirit stones—would be enough?
Yet it actually cost fifty thousand Supreme-Grade Spirit Stones!
Although longswords were generally somewhat more expensive than sabers, fifty thousand Supreme-Grade Spirit Stones was practically daylight robbery.
“Didn’t Senior Sister Lin say she’d buy it no matter how many Spirit Stones it cost? Don’t tell me the price has frightened you so badly that you’ve realized you can’t afford it?”
“I remember the Lin family is a famous aristocratic cultivation family. Surely Senior Sister Lin isn’t telling me she can’t even produce fifty thousand Supreme-Grade Spirit Stones?”
Heh. That’s right, I’m deliberately provoking you. Let’s see how angry you get.
Lin Qian’s eyes practically blazed with fury as she gritted her teeth and snapped, “Who says I can’t afford it?! Surely I’m allowed to think about it before buying!”
Yu Xingwu deliberately rolled her eyes to infuriate her further.
“But I distinctly remember Senior Sister Lin saying she’d buy it regardless of the price and that she wasn’t short of Spirit Stones. Why are you suddenly hesitating? Are you deliberately making a fool of Deacon Qin?”