Myriad Daos Swordmaster
12 Mo Yun

Yi Yao

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Su Hao waved his hand and was about to take out fifty low-grade spirit stones for the middle-aged man. The latter couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when he saw this.

When the surrounding warriors saw that Su Hao really wanted to buy the broken sword, they all cursed in a low voice,""What a prodigal."

Su Hao ignored the surrounding warriors. After handing the spirit stone to the middle-aged man, he picked up the broken sword and turned to leave. However, a crisp female voice sounded,"Wait, I want this broken sword!"

The surrounding martial artists were stunned. Another prodigal?

At this moment, a girl who looked to be around 14 or 15 years old walked over. She had a delicate face and was wearing a snow-white dress. She had an untainted temperament. As soon as the girl walked over, Su Hao suddenly felt a strong aura pressing down on him. Even the true qi in his body was slightly unable to circulate.

"What dense true qi. This girl is a foundation establishment realm martial artist.”Su Hao's eyes flashed with surprise. She looked about the same age as Su Hao, but her cultivation was several streets ahead of him.

This girl was definitely a genius.

The girl in the white dress walked in front of Su Hao and looked at Lin Chen without blinking,""I want this broken sword. Name your price.”

"Price? I'm sorry, but I like this broken sword very much. I can't sell it to you.”Su Hao shook his head and refused.

"Give it away?" The girl frowned and said,""You bought this broken sword with 50 low-grade spirit stones just now, right? I'll give you 200 low-grade spirit stones and give this sword to me.”

If it was something else, Su Hao wouldn't mind giving it away. He could even make friends with a Foundation Building realm genius girl. However, this broken sword could cause the small cauldron in his mind to vibrate. There must be something extraordinary about it. Su Hao still wanted to bring it back to study it. How could he give it to others? Seeing that Su Hao didn't say anything, the girl in the white dress spoke again,""The price can be discussed. How about adding another hundred?”"What?" The surrounding crowd burst into an uproar. No one had expected that this girl would actually offer 300 low-grade spirit stones to buy this broken sword. If this prodigal in front of him made a move, he would be able to earn 250 low-grade spirit stones!

With this eyesight, who would dare to say that he was a prodigal?

The middle-aged man who had sold the broken sword earlier was completely stunned. His expression kept changing. He did not know how much he regretted selling the broken sword.

This young lady was none other than Mo Yun, who had come out from the Profound Sword Sect's library. Although she was young, she had good eyesight. She could tell that this broken sword was a real antique. To people who liked to collect antiques, this broken sword was relatively valuable. She bought it and gave it to her grandfather who liked collecting antiques.

Su Hao glanced at the girl and didn't quite understand why she wanted this broken sword so much. Could it be that she also saw the extraordinariness of this broken sword? This was not very likely. He had relied on Small Tower to discover the extraordinariness of this broken sword, and he could not be sure what was extraordinary. Although the girl in front of him was a Foundation Establishment realm martial artist, she did not have such eyesight.

Su Hao thought carefully for a while and said,""Miss, I like this broken sword very much. Let alone 300 low-grade spirit stones, I won't sell it even if it's 3,000 low-grade spirit stones.”

"A thousand gold can't buy happiness?" Yun 'er did not quite understand what this meant, but she knew that it was probably impossible to buy this broken sword. 3,000 low-grade spirit stones were enough to buy a decent antique in a treasure shop that specialized in selling antiques. Why would he buy a broken sword of unknown origin from a street stall?

"3,000 low-grade spirit stones, you really dare to ask for an exorbitant price. In that case, I don't want this broken sword.”Mo Yun looked at Lin Chen and smiled." Looking at you, you should be an outer sect disciple of the Profound Sword Sect, right?”

"Yes." Su Hao didn't know what the other party wanted to ask, so he could only answer honestly.

"You're an outer sect disciple, so do you know someone called Su Hao?”Mo Yun was still thinking about Su Hao, whom the pavilion elder had mentioned before. At this moment, she happened to meet an outer sect disciple and casually asked.

Su Hao was stunned. This girl in the white dress should be an inner sect disciple of the Profound Sword Sect. A fifteen-year-old Foundation Establishment disciple, even among the inner sect disciples, her status was extremely high. Why would she suddenly ask about an outer sect disciple? It would have been fine if she had asked someone else, but the person this girl was paying attention to was him!

"How did he know my name? "He seems to be quite interested in me…" Several thoughts flashed through Su Hao's mind, but he still couldn't figure it out. However, he didn't want to cause trouble or waste time, so he could only play dumb."I'm sorry, I've never heard of this name before.”

"That's true. There are so many outer sect disciples. It's too whimsical to expect anyone to know that Su Hao.”Mo Yun looked at Su Hao again and smiled."Remember, my name is Mo Yun. We might have the chance to meet again in the future.”

After saying that, Mo Yun turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

Su Hao watched the girl's figure disappear and was a little confused. However, he still had a lot of things to do. There wasn't enough time, so he naturally wouldn't think about these things that had no results. Since the other party knew about him, with her status, she would find him sooner or later. At that time, she would know the cause and effect.

"Mo Yun, I'll remember this name. Not only is she a genius girl, but she's also a beauty.”Su Hao smiled and turned to leave.

In front of the stall, only a group of sighing martial artists and a despondent stall owner were left.

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