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The owner's frankness made even Lin Yi chuckle.

He patted Wei Nan on the shoulder and said, "Alright, the owner already said we can't buy any graded Martial Skill here. Let's go, let's look around elsewhere!"

Wei Nan unwillingly dropped the Martial Skill back onto the stall.

He followed Lin Yi away from the place, looking dejected.

"I just want to buy a Martial Skill for hand-to-hand combat. My talent is strength, so I'm suited for training in that. Why can't I come across a single one?"

Wei Nan said, sounding rather frustrated.

Ever since he finished testing his Five-Dimensional Attributes and confirmed his talent.

He had been like a man suffering from Qi Deviation, constantly searching the Library for hand-to-hand Martial Skills and blade techniques.

But finding one that suited him wasn't that easy.

Right now, Wei Nan looked like someone clutching at straws.

Lin Yi glanced at him and said, "You can't be too anxious about some things. If you train recklessly like this, you'll ruin yourself sooner or later!"

"Leave it to fate, whether it's a Cultivation Technique or a Martial Skill!"

"These things are all about fate. After we return to school, I'll recommend a few Martial Skills to you and see if you can train in them!"

A smile appeared on Wei Nan's face: "Really?"

"Don't get too happy too soon. If you can train in them, that's naturally for the best, but if you can't, don't get anxious!"

"I'll say it again: Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills are mainly about fate!"

There were some things Lin Yi felt it was necessary to tell him in advance and make clear.

The two of them had grown up together.

Lin Yi understood Wei Nan's personality very well.

He was impatient; he had always been like that.

Once he wanted to do something, he hoped to get it done immediately.

But things like martial arts practice simply cannot be rushed, whether it's the improvement of one's Realm or finding a suitable Cultivation Technique and Martial Skill—it's all the same.

When fate arrives, success comes naturally; if fate hasn't arrived, then...

Then one can only wait...

As for how long to wait, Lin Yi didn't know; some people wait their whole lives.

The group had now all scattered.

Lin Yi was with Wei Nan, while Zhou Qi and Sun Tao were together.

Qin Zhaoxue had taken Shen Mengyi off to who knows where.

However, they had agreed that in one hour,

they would meet at the venue entrance.

Therefore, Lin Yi wasn't in a hurry now; he walked along with Wei Nan, looking around as they went.

Suddenly, Lin Yi's brows furrowed.

His gaze hurriedly turned toward a corner.

He saw a row of weapon racks set up in that corner.

On the racks were blades, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks—everything was there.

Furthermore, an old man was sitting on a stool nearby.

He was holding a purple clay teapot in his hand, sipping tea from time to time.

Even though not many people were patronizing his stall,

he didn't look anxious at all.

Instead, he was observing the passing crowd with the attitude of a spectator...

"What's wrong?"

Wei Nan noticed Lin Yi's odd behavior and asked in a whisper.

"There's a spear over there; I'm going to go take a look!"

Lin Yi's gaze had been fixed on a black long spear on the weapon rack.

This long spear was pitch black all over, and he didn't know what kind of Materials it was made from.

Lin Yi had only glanced at it, yet he was immediately captivated by this long spear.

He walked up to the weapon rack and carefully examined the long spear.

The old man sitting nearby took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "Young man, buying a long spear?"

Lin Yi nodded: "Boss, what Materials is this spear made of?"

"Black gold, forged from extraterrestrial black gold!"

"Black gold?"

He hadn't heard of this Material before.

However, he really liked this spear.

The old man smiled and said, "I take it you two are students who just started university?"

"You probably don't know what black gold is!"

"Let me give you a brief introduction. Black gold is also called Cold Ice Mysterious Iron. It's an extremely rare forging Material. Only a blacksmith who has reached 7-star rank or above can forge black gold into the desired weapon!"

"The spear you're looking at now is called the black gold tiger-head spear. Its previous owner was incredible—a remarkable person known as the Spear Immortal, named Han Luojiang!"

"By the way, have you heard of Han Luojiang?"

The old man paused and hurriedly asked.

Lin Yi and Wei Nan both shook their heads: "No!"

"Sigh, times have changed. Even the dignified Spear Immortal Han Luojiang is forgotten by everyone!"

"But that's alright. You just need to know that the owner of this black gold tiger-head spear was the Spear Immortal, and that's enough!"

After the old man finished speaking, Lin Yi chuckled and said, "So, is this spear for sale?"

"It's for sale, of course it's for sale. Otherwise, why would I have it displayed here?"

"How much?"

"Mentioning money is so vulgar. Look at this Dharma assembly—how many people have come? Even if not ten thousand, there must be at least three or five thousand, right?"

"But tonight, you are the first person to come and look at this black gold tiger-head spear!"

"What does this mean? This is fate in the dark, wouldn't you say? As the saying goes, a divine weapon matches a divine master; that's exactly what this means!"

"The fact that you took a liking to this black gold tiger-head spear shows that you have fate with it. If it can choose you, then it has acknowledged you as its master, so therefore..."

"You're rambling on with so much nonsense; are you planning to give it away for free?" Wei Nan couldn't listen anymore.

If he let him continue swindling them for a few more sentences, wouldn't it go on until tomorrow morning?

The old man hurriedly shook his head: "How about this, let's not talk about money, let's just talk about Yuan. Leave me 300,000, and this black gold tiger-head spear is yours. How about that?"

"How much? 300,000? You're really unscrupulous!"

"You told such a story and even made up some person called the Spear Immortal Han Luojiang!"

"And in the end, you're selling it for so much? Your story is quite valuable!"

"Let's go, let's go, we don't want it. How could this spear be worth so much money?"

Wei Nan pulled Lin Yi and was about to leave.

Seeing this, the old man's expression changed slightly.

It was hard enough to get the first sale today; how could he let it slip away like this?

He hurriedly said: "We're doing business, after all. I give you a price, and you can counter-offer, right?"

"If you aren't satisfied with the price, you make an offer and let's see if we can make a deal?"

Lin Yi nodded and glanced at the black gold tiger-head spear again.

"Ten thousand!"

"Pfft... How much? Ten thousand? I offer it to you for 300,000, and you offer me ten thousand?"

"Not selling, not selling. You guys go look around elsewhere!"

The old man waved his hand and sat right back down.

He had the air of someone who wouldn't sell even if he were beaten to death.

Seeing this, Wei Nan pulled Lin Yi and was about to leave.

Seeing that they were about to leave, the old man got anxious.

He hurriedly stood up and said: "Come back, you two come back!"

"This price is truly too low. Why don't you add a bit more?"

"Thirty thousand, that's the most!"

"Alright, deal!"

Lin Yi had originally thought that when he asked for another price,

the old man would hesitate, but he nodded and agreed immediately.

This time, even Lin Yi and Wei Nan were completely dumbfounded.

After a long while, when the old man walked over holding the black gold tiger-head spear,

Wei Nan sighed softly: "We still paid too much..."