Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2865: Chapter 2866: Hundred Benevolence Store

"Hey, you..."

Shu Jingchu had just been about to speak up to stop him when Xue Anye had already walked up to the two large iron cages.

Perhaps because of his approach, the two Elf women huddled together in fear, their beautiful eyes filled with panic and despair.

Just then, a warm greeting sounded from behind.

"Honored guest, have you taken a liking to these two goods?"

Xue An didn’t even lift his head, only said flatly, "Elf Race?"

"Heh, honored guest, your insight is truly broad. That’s right, these two goods were captured from a lower plane—pure Elves!"

Xue An turned his head. Standing behind him was a middle-aged man in a brocade robe.

What’s more, he unusually wasn’t using the mist to conceal his face, revealing a well-maintained visage.

Noticing Xue An’s gaze, the middle-aged man gave a dazzling smile.

"Honored guest, are you satisfied with these two goods? I can guarantee they’re both still untouched maidens, and on top of that, a rare pair of sisters. We paid a hefty price to snatch them!"

At this point, a look appeared on the middle-aged man’s face that every man understood. He lowered his voice and said,

"And do you see those two collars on their necks? Those are treasures with endless uses. As long as you buy the pair, we’ll throw in a remote-control device and a full set of training methods at no extra charge! I guarantee from now on you’ll ascend to the pinnacle of bliss!"

The naked crudeness of his words made even Shu Jingchu frown inwardly, then feel a little shocked.

These men... all play this wild?

But even I can’t help feeling tempted by conditions like that!

That Xue An will probably find it even harder to resist!

Shu Jingchu calculated in her heart.

But Xue An didn’t immediately agree with his brains flooded by lust like she’d imagined.

"Just these two?"

This question even stunned the middle-aged man for a moment, then he said in surprise,

"This... isn’t enough?"

"Of course not. The cultivation I practice requires an extremely large amount of yuan yin power. How could two be enough?" Xue An said coldly.

"This seat"... "yuan yin power"... these two terms left Shu Jingchu bewildered.

What does he want to do?

But in the middle-aged man’s eyes, a blazing light burst forth.

Because he knew, a big client had arrived!

"So you’re a senior expert proficient in dual cultivation. I’ve been disrespectful, I’ve been disrespectful!"

"Hmph, spare me the nonsense. Do you have more or not?"

This mist didn’t just conceal one’s face; it could also alter one’s voice, with countless options to choose from.

Of course, if you thought that was troublesome, you could just use the default settings.

And as a newbie entering the Netherworld Ghost Market for the first time, Xue An naturally hadn’t had the time to tweak the default settings.

Yet that only made the middle-aged man feel even deeper awe.

Because usually only truly top-tier experts disdained fussing over such trivial external details.

In an instant, Xue An’s image grew even more towering in his mind.

"Yes, yes, of course we have! And senior, not to brag, but in this entire Netherworld Ghost Market, aside from our Hundred Benevolence Store, there’s no second shop with our kind of ample and high-grade stock!"

"Oh? So you’re saying your Hundred Benevolence Store is the only one?" Xue An said coldly.

"But of course. Please, come in, we can talk business inside!" The middle-aged man bowed and nodded as he spoke.

Xue An snorted, which counted as tacit approval.

Shu Jingchu, however, was a bit dumbfounded.

What’s he doing?

Weren’t we supposed to go to the Treasure Pavilion to look for clues about the other fragments?

How did we suddenly veer off here to start talking business?

Shu Jingchu didn’t believe this Xue An truly had the guts to let his lust run that wild.

But she really couldn’t figure out what Xue An was up to.

Just then, Xue An’s low voice sounded by her ear, "Follow me. I’ve picked up a lead."

Shu Jingchu immediately followed.

Once over the threshold, the inside of the shop was warm and cozy. Bright lighting fell upon the various decorations, making the place look especially luxurious.

The middle-aged man eagerly invited Xue An to sit, then ordered someone to bring Spiritual Tea.

Amid the curling tendrils of tea steam, Xue An didn’t move a muscle; before he even spoke, his aura was already fully set.

Watching from behind, Shu Jingchu secretly laughed.

This guy is pretty good at putting on airs.

But that thought flashed by and was gone. She then quite naturally took her place standing behind Xue An, playing the role of a follower.

"I don’t know how much stock senior needs at minimum to satisfy your needs?"

The middle-aged man also saw that Xue An didn’t like small talk, so he didn’t bother with pleasantries and got straight to the point.

Xue An pointed outside the door. "Goods of that caliber, I’ll need at least ten more!"

Hiss!

The middle-aged man sucked in a sharp breath.

Of course.

Who knew whether that reaction was genuine or fake; people like him were all cunning old foxes, and their acting skills were superb.

"That many?"

"What? You can’t gather that much?" Xue An said coldly.

"Of course we can! It’s just that..." The middle-aged man clicked his tongue.

"It’s just that the stock outside is the cream of the crop. Buying ten of that grade would be no small sum. I don’t know if senior has made sufficient preparations?"

Shu Jingchu’s heart stirred. She knew the middle-aged man was about to verify his wealth.

Having long mixed in the Netherworld Ghost Market, she naturally understood this move perfectly.

Because many items traded in the Netherworld Ghost Market were extremely precious treasures, and to be safe, most large transactions required a pre-verification of funds before you were qualified to proceed.

The problem was that Xue An had only just arrived in this world not long ago. What wealth could he possibly have that would catch this middle-aged man’s eye?

Just as she was growing anxious, she saw Xue An flip his wrist, and a ball of light appeared in his palm, glittering with treasure light—clearly no ordinary thing.

"This is...?" The middle-aged man’s whole body trembled, unable to help asking.

"Items from the Netherworld Ghost Market can’t be brought into reality. On top of that, this seat came in a rush this time and didn’t have time to register my belongings, but these little trinkets should still be worth something."

As he spoke, the column of light suddenly expanded, revealing the true forms of the treasures within.

"Eight Desolations Forbidden Art!"

"Slaying-Sea Divine Path!"

"Butterfly Dance Illusionary Scripture!"

...

These rays of treasure light were actually all sorts of cultivation manuals.

Seeing this, even someone as knowledgeable as this middle-aged man couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

Shu Jingchu was even more shaken to her core.

How did he get all this?

In truth, she didn’t know that ever since entering this world, Xue An had never stopped fighting.

And the ones he eliminated were all top-tier experts, so his spoils were naturally abundant.

Especially this recent time when he destroyed Shuming’s avatar. Although Xue An had cut some corners and mostly relied on the Lord of Light to obliterate Shuming,

the spoils still all went to him.

Of course, for a top-tier abomination like Shuming’s avatar, whose cultivation system was different, it was impossible for him to be carrying Human Clan magic treasures.

But his memories were the greatest spoils.

At the very least, Xue An profited greatly from that battle.

Although the spoils he seized couldn’t be displayed in the Netherworld Ghost Market due to not being registered,

just the cultivation techniques from those memories alone were already a vast fortune.