Chapter 32 The Second Grandpa of the Street Stall!

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhou Qing couldn’t help but shudder.

To be honest, after what happened yesterday, he was really a bit afraid of Lu Yaoyao.

So he pretended not to hear and turned around to leave.

But Lu Yaoyao suddenly jumped in front of him, spreading her arms to block him, and said seriously, "She left."

Zhou Qing looked at He Han, who was beside her, and said with displeasure, "Aren’t you going to do something about her? Can you stop randomly pairing people up? It might really kill someone."

He Han also knew he was in the wrong and didn’t know what to say for a moment.

But he couldn’t help feeling a bit happy inside. Little Junior Sister was intentionally trying to match Zhou and Immortal Xuan You, though they didn’t seem compatible at all - it indirectly meant that Little Junior Sister didn’t like this guy who peeked at others bathing.

Isn’t this the best news?

At this moment, seeing Zhou Qing’s displeased look, Lu Yaoyao’s eyes suddenly reddened.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing was completely speechless.

I haven’t even said anything yet, and you’re the one feeling wronged first.

Sensing things were going wrong, Yan Xiaohu hurriedly made a joke and quickly pulled Zhou Qing away.

"Are you okay, Little Junior Sister?" He Han asked, at a loss for what to do.

Lu Yaoyao wiped her eyes and mumbled, "I was just too anxious. I shouldn’t intervene randomly. I don’t even know what’s wrong with me lately. I just... miss her so much."

He Han didn’t hear clearly what Little Junior Sister was muttering about, but he wasn’t sure if it was an illusion - she looked so fragile and lonely at that moment.

But soon, Lu Yaoyao’s eyes lit up again, constantly encouraging herself.

"Maybe it’s not her. Maybe I’m just overthinking it. Or maybe it’s just not the right time. Let nature take its course."

Then, she looked at He Han and smiled slightly, "I’m fine, Second Brother. Let’s go over there and see around."

Watching Little Junior Sister switch between crying and laughing, He Han felt a bit confused. As he saw her leave, he quickly followed.

Not far away, after making sure that Lu Yaoyao and He Han didn’t follow, Yan Xiaohu looked at his slipping Junior Brother and couldn’t help but ask, "Are you really not interested in that Immortal Xuan You?"

Zhou Qing sighed and looked at Yan Xiaohu, "Third Brother, even you don’t believe me? I only met her twice. How can we talk about feelings?"

Yan Xiaohu nodded, "That’s for the best. Not to mention how desperate an old woman like that might be, your body can’t handle it. Just thinking about Sikong Yan from the Cangyan Daoist Palace, you can’t stand against him."

Zhou Qing nodded in agreement. It’s all because Lu Yaoyao is crazy.

Let’s walk around first. When things go down in the plaza later, he still needs to go and brush some ignore points.

Soon after, Zhou Qing stopped at a stall, a flash of surprise in his eyes before quickly pretending nothing happened.

"Feel free to look around, young masters. Absolutely good stuff!"

The stall owner was an old man with white hair, slightly chubby, wearing clean and tidy but somewhat faded coarse cloth clothes. He was smiling warmly and inviting them.

Unlike others, all his items were wrapped in white cloth, giving off an air of mystery.

"Feel free to choose!" The old man was full of enthusiasm.

Zhou Qing looked up at the remark above his head - "Small-minded."

This was from the last time the opponent disguised as Third Brother and forcibly made him curse himself.

Damn!

He’s still here and hasn’t left.

Is this his true form or another disguise?

At this moment, Yan Xiaohu glanced around and wanted to leave. He hated these mysterious acts the most.

There were geniuses from each sect having stalls here. How did you sneak in and pull this act?

But Zhou Qing didn’t leave. He kept staring at the items wrapped up.

Uncle Two definitely had endless good stuff. Not to mention anything else, he stayed in the Taiqing Sect’s pocket world for so long, didn’t he get some great stuff?

His casual rewards for himself were all Top-Grade Spirit Stones.

Logically speaking, he shouldn’t be short of this small amount of money. Perhaps he’s just passing the time here.

"Senior, I only have three hundred and fifty Low-Grade Spirit Stones. What can I buy?" Zhou Qing asked respectfully.

Yan Xiaohu immediately pulled him aside, "Are you crazy? Spending hundreds of Spirit Stones on this stuff? It might just be an ordinary stone inside. According to the rules of the Treasure Exchange Gathering, once bought, no returns, even if you buy crap."

Zhou Qing said, "I know, but I want to take a gamble. Also, I like this blind box feeling."

"You must be mad at Lu and got confused. Didn’t you see no one is buying here? This old guy is probably a scammer. No need to throw your money away for a thrill." Yan Xiaohu persuaded.

At this moment, Uncle Two stroked his beard and stood up, "What do you mean by scammer? I deal honestly with everyone. Also, your whispering is too loud. It’s uncomfortable for me."

"It’s for you to hear! Never seen such a selling trick. Come on, Fourth Brother, let’s go!"

Yan Xiaohu retorted back to Uncle Two and tried to drag Zhou Qing away, but Zhou Qing stopped, looking curious.

Seeing this, Uncle Two quickly took out three wrapped items, "Your three hundred and fifty Low-Grade Spirit Stones can only buy one of these. At least one is worth a thousand Spirit Stones, three times the price."

"What about the other two?" Zhou Qing asked.

Uncle Two immediately laughed, "As your senior brother said, they wouldn’t even make a sound when thrown into water. It’s pure loss."

Yan Xiaohu immediately put his hands on his hips, "You just said they were worth it. How come now it’s a total loss?"

"Ahem, you little tiger-head, why so serious? If you pick the right one, it’s worth it." Uncle Two said.

"You..." Yan Xiaohu didn’t know how to argue back.

Zhou Qing, instead, squatted down holding an old hen and took a closer look.

These three items were all fist-sized. Just as Zhou Qing wanted to reach out to weigh them, Uncle Two stopped him.

He grinned, "No touching, it’s all about the feel, the thrill."

Seeing the excitement in Uncle Two’s eyes, Zhou Qing seemed to understand why he set up the stall here.

Probably just to see how miserable he’d be after a total loss, regretting his decision.

Being imprisoned in the pocket world for so long probably made him mentally twisted!

Zhou Qing had no choice but to give up on touching. He tried using his Divine Sense but found that the white cloth was unusual, blocking it out.

Yan Xiaohu wanted to say something else, but Zhou Qing shook his head slightly. He had made up his mind.

"Go ahead and buy it! I don’t care. A lesson learned will help you in the future. You’ll regret it." Yan Xiaohu crossed his arms, feeling upset.

Uncle Two chuckled, "Choose one then!"

Zhou Qing took a deep breath, then looked at the leftmost one, moved his Heart and Spirit, and identified it directly.

Soon, information was fed back.

[Netherworld Black Spirit Wood: This is a rare Spirit Wood, still containing pure wood attribute Spiritual Qi, extremely beneficial for those cultivating wood attribute techniques. Market value starts at a thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones.]

Seeing the floating words, Zhou Qing quickly turned into ecstasy.

Jackpot!

He was thinking of ruling one out first. Even if any two were left, there would be a 50% chance to hit.

Even if he chose wrong, he could borrow money from Third Brother and buy the same for the equal price. If Uncle Two was truthful, he’d still earn three hundred Spirit Stones in the end.

No matter what, he wouldn’t lose. Now it seemed he’d saved it.