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The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix C291

Chapter 291: Senior Brother, a Small Profit

Inside the Sand Pavilion Tea House, the storyteller’s wooden clapper resonated.

Ye Anping followed Wu Guang into the back room and chatted for about fifteen minutes before emerging with Xiao Yunluo’s spiritual sword. However, Wu Guang, who escorted him out, didn’t seem pleased.

Earlier, when they discussed the price, Wu Guang initially quoted 500,000. Still, after Ye Anping mentioned that the sword seemed to belong to the young master of the Xuanxing Sect, the price was immediately halved.

After further negotiation, Wu Guang sold the sword to him for 210,000 spirit stones. Ye Anping felt that Wu Guang hadn’t lost out, but he certainly hadn’t made a significant profit.

“Master Liang, take care,” Wu Guang bid farewell.

“Yeah,” Ye Anping replied.

After bidding farewell, Ye Anping stored the spiritual sword in his bag and glanced around the tea house door, searching for Su Wan’er’s figure. He expected Su Wan’er to be waiting outside to see if he had indeed spent spirit stones to buy Xiao Yunluo’s sword.

But now, it seemed that Su Wan’er had already left.

Did the plan fail?

Ye Anping shrugged slightly. If the plan didn’t work, he wouldn’t insist.

However, just as he was stepping out of the teahouse door, Su Wan’er’s voice came from the side.

“Master Liang, are you finished with the discussion?”

She was leaning against the door, playing with a small spirit stone in her hand. When she saw Ye Anping coming out empty-handed, she raised an eyebrow.

“Did you settle on a price?”

“I’ve already bought it,” Ye Anping said, taking the sword out of his bag again to show her. “Spent more than 200,000.”

Seeing the sword in Ye Anping’s hand, Su Wan’er widened her eyes.

“Master Liang, you’ve only talked for about fifteen minutes, and you bought it directly? Aren’t you afraid it’s too expensive?”

“It’s indeed not cheap, but this sword is really a good one. It’s worth the price,” Ye Anping smiled slightly, pulling out Xiao Yunluo’s sword half an inch, “For me, 200,000 is not a big sum.”

Twenty thousand was not a big sum!

Su Wan’er squinted her eyes, and her gaze moved toward the storage bag at Ye Anping’s waist.

“Master Liang, is your family a noble one? Generally, cultivators can’t directly produce so many spirit stones.”

Ye Anping also pretended to be a foolish dandy and smiled.

“Somewhat, I’m considered a young master from a notable family.”

“Hehe… Miss Su probably hasn’t heard of it. The family I come from is just a wealthy local one with no particularly high-level cultivators. The family head is a cultivator in the early Foundation Establishment stage.”

Hearing Ye Anping’s words, Su Wan’er felt a sudden burst of joy in her heart.

“That’s great!”

“Since they’re not from a powerful family, she can steal from this guy without worrying about retaliation.”

“When she went to the Sword Sect, she just took a bag of Fire Spirit Pearls, and the whole sect chased her as if she had a vendetta against them. She had to come to Yu Guang City to lay low.”

“But then again…”

“Su Wan’er glanced at Ye Anping’s face again. This guy seems smart on the surface, but deep down, he’s quite foolish.”

“Actually flaunting his wealth in front of someone he just met.”

“Did he think I would admire him after his display?”

“Huh…”

“Although he does look good, I’m not a naive girl who can be swayed by just a handsome face.”

Su Wan’er pursed her lips and asked,

“Mister Liang, flaunting like this, aren’t you afraid I might resort to violence, rob you, and take your storage bag?”

“I think Miss Su is beautiful and kind, not someone with malicious intent.” Ye Anping smiled and said, “How about it? If Miss Su doesn’t mind, would you like to drink and chat with me?”

“Smooth-tongued, huh! But if you’re treating me, I won’t decline. Free drinks, why not?”

“Sure, but I just arrived in Yu Guan City today, and there are some matters I need to attend to. Can we make it tomorrow? I’m staying in the inn across the street tonight. If Miss Su doesn’t mind, you can join me for a drink in my room tonight.”

“Just met, and you already want to lure me into your bedroom? Do you think I’m that naive?”

“Su Wan’er crossed her arms and raised her toes but still couldn’t match Ye Anping’s height. She sighed with a hint of helplessness, “Forget it. Let’s talk about it tomorrow.”

“Ye Anping bowed, “Let’s set it for tomorrow then.”

“Su Wan’er glanced at the inn pointed out by Ye Anping, nodded, and then walked in the opposite direction of the inn.”

“Ye Anping watched her figure blend into the passing crowd. Just as he was about to return to the inn, a soft sound came from the return star bell in his storage bag once again.”

“Ding ling ling~~”

The sound came from the rooftop of the teahouse behind.

It seemed that Su Wan’er pretended to leave just now but actually sneaked onto the rooftop behind to observe secretly.

It must be said that Si Xuanji hanging a bell on her helped him a lot.

Now, even if Su Wan’er’s escaping skills were extraordinary, he could still know her location, increasing the success rate of catching her.

“Hu…”

He just didn’t know Si Xuanji’s intention in hanging a bell on her. It shouldn’t be just to make it convenient for him!

Ye Anping shrugged and stopped thinking about it, taking steps back towards the inn.

Returning to the inn, Feng Yudie was still devouring roast chicken at the table, already on her third plate. Pei Lianxue sat beside her, looking disgusted, sipping water and lost in thought.

Upon hearing Ye Anping’s footsteps, she quickly changed her expression and turned to him, “Senior Brother, you’re back?”

“I went to the black market across the street and picked up a spirit sword,” Ye Anping said as he sat down at the table, placing the sword he bought from Wu Guang. “Feng Senior Sister, I got this for you.”

Feng Yudie, with a mouthful of chicken, raised an eyebrow in surprise. “Huh! For me! Are you giving it to me for free?”

Ye Anping shrugged slightly and said, “You were in need of a spirit sword. This one suits you. I bought it for 500,000, but I’ll sell it to you for 400,000.”

“500,000…” Feng Yudie squinted, looking suspicious. “Are you really selling it at a loss? Are you trying to trick me?”

With a wry smile, Ye Anping replied, “You’ll need a good sword when you go to the Sword Sect.”

“Then what’s the actual price you bought it for?” Feng Yudie asked.

“40,000,” Ye Anping admitted.

“Hmm!” Feng Yudie narrowed her eyes further. “40,000! Tell the truth!”

“Alright, I got it for 300,000. Bargaining is part of the cost, and I should make some profit,” Ye Anping said, offering it for 310,000.

Hmph, you made 200,000 off me. An extra 1,000 isn’t a big deal,” Feng Yudie said, tossing three large bags and one small bag of spirit stones onto the table. “Let you make a thousand! If it were someone else, they wouldn’t even think about making a thousand.”

Ye Anping took the spirit stones and stored them away. When Feng Yudie unwrapped the sword, she looked confused. “Isn’t this Senior Sister Xiao’s sword? Did something happen to her?”

“She probably sold it,” Ye Anping explained.

Feng Yudie thought for a moment, examined the sword, and though she still found it expensive, she didn’t protest further.

After silence, Ye Anping glanced at the inn’s entrance and said, “The thief has taken the bait. Tonight, none of you should sleep. And remember, don’t draw your weapons. Just use your fists. Don’t let her escape. Beat her thoroughly. Junior Sister, block her retreat with the Snow Jade Myriad Spirits Sword, and don’t get too close.”

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