::) No
Bai Long smirked. If he cured Patriarch Gu, he wouldn't be able to fuck Matriarch Gu, would he?
With the general plan, he could proceed. He just needs to borrow some more money and buy the two things.
How to get more money?
Of course, by robbing.
But as a proud Young Master, how can you rob?
That's why he decided to create a face mask to hide his face thus, no one will know Young Master robbed them.
But, he was a little scared as his cultivation was low and he might die in the hands of someone.
Hehe... You know what, let's rob that Bai Huan.
'System, you said you have data from the past 3 days, correct? Tell me where does Bai Huan hides his stuff.'
[He carries his stuff on his storage ring]
Ohh!
Bai Long wasn't scared of a life-and-death battle as he knew the elders wouldn't accept it, but he was scared of being a talentless young master.
'Fuck... I need a cultivation feature to rapidly increase my cultivation but that's when I kill Yang Kai.'
Just then,
"Hmph... What are you doing here, Young Master Long? You should just stay in your bed and rest." A servant uttered with disdain.
He was a servant of Bai Huan.
Seeing him, Bai Long smirked. This bitch, perfect time.
Bai Long raised his fist and it began to glow bright blue.
"Y-Young Master... W-What are—"
"Go ask Yama what I am doing..." Young Master slapped that servant to death.
Have eyes but failed to see the Mount. Tai?
Totally deserve it.
[ You have killed a supporting character from Bai Huan's faction. You have plundered 50 luck ]
[ 50 luck converted to 5,000 points ]
Haaa~
Young Master Long smiled and looked at the nearby servant who was in a daze, "What are you looking at Hurry up and clean this, or else this young Master will punish you."
"Yes! Yes!" The servant nodded on but in his heart, he had already made a plan to tell this to the Patriarch.
...
Young Master walked out of the house, as much as he hated it the best option to earn money is through appraisal and scam.
Hypocrisy? Young Master calls it strategic bending.
With the system, he can make quick money.
* * *
The market streets of Jinzhou's lower city were noisy and chaotic — a mix of fishmongers, rogue cultivators, and suspicious old women selling talismans that supposedly repelled ghosts.
Of course, they didn't.
Bai Long walked in calmly, hiding a wicked smile behind a fan, a classic Young Master.
'System, activate Appraisal Mode. I need trash that looks like treasure.'
[Appraisal Mode Active – Searching for misidentified or hidden-value items within 50 meters…]
[Target Found]
Item: Cracked Black Jade Comb
Market Value: 5 spirit stones
True Identity: Black Yang Cicada Shell — A rare alchemical catalyst.
True Value: 1800–2000 mid-grade spirit stones
Seller: Old woman, stall marked "Herbs & Hairpins"
...
Hehe, noice.
Bai Long walked up, wearing a light smirk.
"Old grandma… How much for this filthy comb? I wanna gift it to a woman who dares to reject my proposal. "
The crone hissed through toothless gums.
"Hehe, Young Master that woman has eyes but failed to see the mountain in front of her! Five stones!"
"Five? Here take 10, treat yourself better."
Seeing this, old grandma smiled. "Hehe Young Master, I have two granddaughters, untouched, are you interested in keeping them as concubines?"
"No, the monk sees once, rejects twice." Young Master snorted.
Now he needed a buyer and with that, he would make quick money.
'System, anyone nearby that deals in high-grade alchemy?'
[Locating… Found: Shen's Pill Pavilion, upper-tier merchant, known for rare catalyst collection. 8 minutes north by foot.]
Perfect.
Bai Long sprinted through alleys. Upon entering Shen's Pill Pavilion, he approached the counter directly.
The clerk narrowed his eyes. "You're not from the Pavilion."
"..." ???
What the fuck is this bitch thinking?
Of course, he isn't from Pavilion, can't people come to buy and sell?
"No, I came here to sell the item. This is a Black Yang Cicada Shell. I want to sell it for 10k spirit stones"
System: "..."
Clerk: "..."
The clerk blinked, utterly stunned by Bai Long's straight-faced absurdity.
"Black Yang Cicada shell... When did it start to cost 10k mid-grade spirit stones?" he asked, blinking in slow disbelief, as if Bai Long had just offered to sell a chicken egg for a dragon pearl.
Bai Long didn't even flinch. His fan snapped shut with a clap.
"You mean to tell me you've never heard of The Law of Young Master Pricing?"
"…What?"
"The rarer the item, the more valuable it becomes in the hands of someone with good hair and a background. That's me."
The clerk looked ready to curse.
"Young Master, even GrandmasterShen wouldn't pay 10,000 stones for a Black Yang Cicada Shell. At best 2,000."
"Young Master, let's not argue. This item is authentic, and I'll offer 2,200. But you'll have to sign a spirit contract confirming the legitimacy."
Bai Long smirked, spinning his fan again.
"No need. Call grandmaster Shen... You fool, you have eyes but are unable to see the vastness of heaven, unable to distinguish dust from Silver. Do you think I came here to sell a normal Yang Cicada Shell? This is a rare ten-thousand-year-old evolved Yang Cicada, its value is around twenty thousand to thirty thousand mid-grade spirit stones. I was being generous but now I will sell it only at 30K spirit stones."
System: "..."
The entire Pavilion went quiet. Even the dust motes in the air froze, afraid to breathe.
The clerk's lips trembled. "T-Ten-thousand-year… evolved Yang Cicada?"
Bai Long lifted his fan again, eyes half-lidded with the arrogant grace of a man born to slap others with silk and facts.
"Correct. Refined by lightning, marinated in yin qi, and evolved under the ancient Vermilion Flame. This is not something a lowly clerk like you is qualified to question. Hurry up and call Grandmaster Shen."
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