Violent Cultivation of Immortals through time travel

So when Qian Lai came to play with Han Ye again, he learned that Han Ye was going to watch the stall set up by Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo, and he had no time to continue playing with him.

Like a bolt from the blue, Qian Lai was hit hard.

The Qian family is not unknown in Ziwu Mansion, but he has no interest in his own business. Every time his parents ask him to help, Qian Lai finds an excuse to slip away as if he saw some scourge.

What are the benefits of staying at home and working?

It is more interesting to watch the excitement in the city.

He didn't expect that the little friend he had just met not long ago turned out to be such a person who would take the initiative to work for the family!

Doesn't this make him look useless?

Qian Lai was a little annoyed, and wanted to find an opportunity to tell his little friend that working for the family was nothing fun, so it was better to play with him.

So he leaned close to Han Ye's side with a shameless face, and set up a stall with Han Ye.

Han Ye had no choice but to let him follow.

Yesterday Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo set up a stall for a whole day, and those who often come and go in the market probably understand what this stall is for.

However, when he saw that the stall owner had been replaced by two young boys with not-so-high cultivation bases, he immediately understood that this stall was used to train the juniors of the family.

Such stalls generally do not do very well in business.

Most of the things that can reach children are not good things.

Of course, there are also some people who join in the fun, noticing that there are two young children here, and have some teasing thoughts.

"Little brother, what are you selling here?"

A monk wearing brocade clothes and holding a fan in his hand was one of these people who joined in the fun.

Han Ye looked the monk up and down, and replied with a smile: "The magical artifacts are all human-level to yellow-level magical artifacts. If the guests are interested, you can simply try it."

The money around him found it interesting, so he leaned over and said, "We also have fan-like artifacts here. If you like it, you can try it."

"Oh? Do you still have fans here?" The person who came here really likes fans, and he became a little interested when he heard this, "Then take out all your fans here and have a look."

"Okay." Han Ye glanced at the little friend, a little surprised, secretly gave a thumbs up, and quickly took out all the magic tools like fans. "Guests please take a look."

Seeing that he really took out more than a dozen fans, the monks who came to join in the fun thought it was very interesting, pointed to these fans, and asked Han Ye to introduce them one by one.

"This is the Wind and Cloud Fan, a yellow-level magic weapon. When used, it can generate wind power related to the infusion of spiritual power." Han Ye felt that the magic weapon was useless, but unexpectedly, the monk was very interested.

"This is a heart fire fan. When the fan is used, it can generate fire..." In addition, there are fans that can produce poisonous gas, water, mist, and some deceptive drugs.

Before, Han Ye watched Big Brother Han and Big Brother Yun use these fans to light a fire and barbecue meat—although the job of lighting the fire later became his, but that scene still left a deep impression on Han Ye.

So much so that he once thought that these fans were all used in the kitchen.

But looking at the brighter eyes of the monk who came over, Han Ye suddenly felt that his previous thoughts were a bit silly.

But it's not too late to understand now.

Han Ye smiled and explained the prices of these fans. The monk, who was holding a fan with no special function in his hand, looked a little sideways at the child.

He smiled: "Then wrap up these fans for me."

Han Ye was taken aback, but there was no reason for the door-to-door business. With a smile on his face, he packed all these fans and handed them to the monk.

Because the fans are all yellow-level magical artifacts, the price is naturally not low. On average, you can buy one with three hundred spirit stones, and more than ten fans, that is, more than 3000 spirit stones.

Before even a ruby, no, even a gold coin, Han Ye, who had to dig out and save money, saw so many spirit stones for the first time, and was almost so excited that he didn't know what to do. Qian Lai, who had seen the world, poked him on the shoulder and reminded Han Ye.

Han Ye came back to his senses.

It ushered in a good start as soon as it opened, and Han Ye was very happy.

Qian Lai followed Han Ye, and strangely, he also found some joy in doing business.

He thought, maybe he should also try to get in touch with the family business?

Although their Qian family is rich, they are still far behind the richest man.

Just now that some interest came, he suddenly had the lofty ambition to make a career.

Maybe he will be able to cover his little friend by then!

The more Qian Lai thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was brilliant, but now that Han Ye was still setting up a stall, of course he couldn't leave without showing his loyalty, so he stayed by Han Ye's side and set up a stall with Han Ye.

He glanced at Han Ye, who had a smile on his face and didn't feel any resistance because his family let him out to set up a stall, and suddenly admired his little friend.

Otherwise, he'd better get something from home and set up a stall with Han Ye?

Otherwise, Han Ye would be alone, it would look bad.

Han Ye didn't know where the thoughts of the new friend next to him had flown. He also found some fun in setting up a stall, but he also felt a lot of hard work in setting up a stall. Brother Han and Brother Yun, Han Ye sighed silently in his heart.

He can't just eat at home now, maybe he will be able to take charge of himself soon, and won't let Brother Han and Brother Yun worry about him.

Han Ye had always been against growing up before, because He Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo had separated from each other, and he had no sense of security for a while, but just now, he suddenly grew up and understood one thing.

In the world of comprehension, there is no banquet that lasts forever. Even if Big Brother Han and Big Brother Yun stay to take care of him temporarily because of him, he can't delay the future and opportunity of the two big brothers.

He should also have his own life.

And this change started from... setting up a stall.

Neither Han Ye nor Qian Lai would have imagined that a small stall setting up would have a big impact on their lives.

Fu Yiqing wandered around the market boredly, with a slightly guilty expression on his face.

Not long ago, he lost his elder brother's sword to a dude. The man promised to protect the sword well. Who knows, when he returned it, the sword was already in bad shape.

He ran several times in the Refiner Guild, but he couldn't find a refiner who could repair the sword. Not to mention, he even spent all his savings, and the rest of the spirit stones were in the elder brother's house. In his hand, he only had less than five hundred spirit stones left, and felt that his whole body was empty and his pocket was shy.

There was no way, the sword could not be repaired. Under the instigation of the friend who broke the sword, he came up with an idea, that is, to replace the exact same sword for his brother without anyone noticing.

However, that sword of my brother seems to have been brought out from some secret place, and those refiners in the Refiner Guild, I don't know if they dislike him for giving him so little, they even say that they can't refine such a sword.

Tomorrow is the day he agreed with his elder brother to return the sword. In any famous shop in the city, he did not find a refiner who could make such a sword, nor did he find a similar sword. Try your luck at the bazaar.

The secret realm that his brother went to, maybe other people went with him, maybe he was very lucky, could he meet a similar sword here?

Fu Yiqing thought with a fluke mentality.

If Fu Yiqing appeared in the market in the past, he would only pick some novel places to go, but this time it was different, he stayed for a while at every place that sold magical artifacts, for a while, almost the whole time. All the monks on the street knew that he wanted to buy a magic weapon.

Fu Yiqing didn't care about the sudden enthusiasm of these monks.

His eyes were very sharp, and suddenly he saw a sword that looked exactly like his elder brother's sword!

His eyes lit up, and he felt saved.

Although even if he took the broken sword back, he would be beaten at most, but his elder brother really loved that sword, and the eldest brother in the family pampered him the most, and he didn't want to make his elder brother sad.

He dragged his [-]-jin body and walked to the small stall with brisk steps.

There were two teenagers who set up the stall. They cooperated with each other tacitly and looked like they had been friends for many years.

If one of the teenagers is not someone he knows.

Fu Yiqing felt a little strange that the young master of the Qian family, who was so pampered and doted on, set up a stall here with others despite his own huge business.

He raised his eyebrows, but because of his fat body, this action looked a little funny.

When Qian Lai saw the monk, he raised his head and said, "Welcome..."

As a result, he stopped before he finished speaking.

He looked at the monk in front of him with some embarrassment: "Second Brother Fu."

Fu Yiqing thought it was quite interesting: "Isn't this money coming, how about setting up a stall?"

Qian Lai was a little embarrassed. He thought that in a place like the market, he would never meet acquaintances, but he did.

And I also ran into him helping others set up a stall to sell things.

He didn't know what to say for a while.

Han Ye glanced at the monk in front of him, who was full of fat and had a teasing expression on his face. He paused, and said something for Qian: "Hello, Qian Lai is my friend. Here to help, what do you need?"

He had a smile on his face, and even though the twigs had sprung, they hadn't fully grown, which made people happy to see him, and it was hard to get angry with him.

Fu Yiqing would not have a bad attitude towards those who greeted him with a smile, nor did he forget his purpose, pointing to a sword on their stall: "How do you sell this sword?"

Han Ye directly quoted: "Five hundred spirit stones."

This sword seems to be a work that Brother Yun is more interested in, and the price is higher than other magic weapons.

The business at the stall has been good today. Han Ye has seen a lot of spirit stones, and he is not as in awe of the five hundred spirit stones as he was at the beginning.

Fu Yiqing was stunned for a moment, and sized up Han Ye.

If it wasn't for sure that he didn't let go of the stupid things he did, he had just met Qian Lai, and he would have wondered if this kid had negotiated with Qian Lai to drain all the spirit stones from him.

He asked Han Ye: "Can I have a look at this sword?"

"Of course." The expression on Han Ye's face did not change at all, "Guests can try the effect for themselves."

He has great confidence in the magic weapon that Brother Yun made.

Don't look at their family's superficial appearance that Brother Han made alchemy to make more money, but the many methods that Brother Yun used made Han Ye amazed. He had no doubts about Yun Mingyuan's strength.

Fu Yiqing also heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, picked up the sword, and unexpectedly found that although this sword was not exactly the same as the big brother's precious one, it was at least [-]% similar. As long as the big brother didn't observe carefully, it should be Being able to... cheat the world.

With this in mind, Fu Yiqing gritted his teeth, took out his only five hundred spirit stones left, and paid the bill.