Chapter 112: A Hidden Trap

Bai He felt a surge of joy, this meant there was still a chance.

"Young Master, there are too many people here and too many prying eyes. How about we find a place to discuss this properly?"

Bai He nodded and agreeing with his suggestion.

After all, for something so precious, the price and terms needed careful discussion.

It wasn’t something that could be settled in a few casual words here.

"Alright."

Under the shop owner’s guidance, the three followed him to the back courtyard.

The owner was quite refined.

He has arranged the place in an elegant antique style that looked very beautiful.

There was a table in the courtyard and a tea set was placed on it.

After the four of them sat down, the shop owner warmly poured tea for them.

He then got straight to the point. "Young Master, although the items in Nianbadu Ancient Town often include very precious varieties, if we are talking about the most valuable, it is not medicinal herbs."

Bai He frowned. "Could it be weapons?"

The masked man nodded. "Yes, weapons."

Weapons?

Bai He actually did have weapons.

"This Numinous Red Grass of mine was obtained through great difficulty. To be honest, it is of little use to me, but... it is still a priceless treasure after all. At the very least, it should be exchanged for a weapon that has reached the Immortal-grade level."

If it were a divine-grade weapon, Bai He would definitely be reluctant to give it away.

But if it was only an immortal-grade weapon, then he could part with it.

Exchanging it for a stalk of Numinous Red Grass was still worth it.

After thinking for a moment, Bai He said, "Alright, deal."

After careful consideration, Bai He directly took out a treasured sword.

"How about this?" Bai He handed the weapon to the masked shop owner and began to introduce it. "Artisanal Bright Sword, an immortal-grade weapon. It’s very powerful, not difficult to control, and quite formidable."

The masked shop owner lowered his head to look at the sword in his hand.

Even in Nianbadu Ancient Town, immortal-grade weapons were rare.

Bai He had taken out a sword just like that and it was of high quality.

How could he not be delighted?

Even his fingers trembled slightly.

Bai He felt quite satisfied.

At the very least, this proved that the shop owner liked the sword.

"Good, good. Young Master, this is excellent, truly excellent."

Bai He raised his brows, feeling pleased. "In that case, this sword is yours now. Shiyuan, go and put away the Numinous Red Grass."

"Yes, Master."

With that, Ye Shiyuan stood up and left.

Meanwhile, Xu Feng rested his head on one hand, looking somewhat drowsy. "Master, why do I suddenly feel a bit sleepy..."

"Who told you not to sleep properly at night—" Before Bai He could finish speaking, he saw Xu Feng collapse directly onto the table.

Hey, seriously?

Even if he was sleepy, he shouldn’t faint just like that.

Xu Feng’s Blue Lotus Sword was still on the table.

He never liked putting his sword away.

At this moment, a hand reached out and directly picked up the Blue Lotus Sword and examining it carefully.

"This one is much better than the one you just gave me."

Well, of course.

Bai He would never give something inferior to his disciple.

Wait, this was not the time to be thinking about that.

"You... what did you do to Xiao Feng?"

Bai He paused for a moment, then said angrily, "It’s the tea. There’s something wrong with the tea."

"Realizing it now is already too late. He has already fainted, and you’re next."

Bai He recalled that he had also drunk the tea and immediately tried to spit it out, but once something had been swallowed, how could it be so easily expelled?

What should he do?

He felt like his head was starting to spin a little.

"Host, don’t scare yourself. Although his drug can knock out people with spiritual power and cultivation, you’ve taken so many pills before. This kind of trick won’t affect you at all."

After Mo Zhu check it, all of Bai He’s physical data showed no issues.

The sudden dizziness was merely psychological.

It really did seem to be psychological.

After hearing the crow’s words, Bai He no longer felt dizzy at all and he actually felt perfectly fine.

But Xu Feng was not so fortunate.

Bai He’s physical condition even surpassed that of Ye Shiyuan, this was beyond doubt.

A faint smile appeared on Bai He’s face. "I’m fine!"

"You’re fine? It seems I underestimated you. But it doesn’t matter. Killing you works just the same."

Bai He was speechless.

Just what kind of disgusting and ugly face was hidden beneath that mask, to harbor such a vicious heart?

"So you’re really going to take my master’s and junior brother’s lives just for these two swords."

Ye Shiyuan’s voice was extremely cold as if it came from hell itself.

It sent a chill down the spine of the masked shop owner.

He turned around and immediately saw the sword in Ye Shiyuan’s hand.

That sword... instantly captured the man’s attention.

He could tell at a glance what kind of weapon it was, the quality of this sword far surpassed the two he currently held.

The Dawnmaker Sword was a divine weapon.

Even in Bai He’s possession, there were only a few items that could reach that level and there weren’t many at all.

Moreover, none of them were swords.

Thus, divine weapons were already rare enough, but to have one that was both divine-grade and specifically a sword made it even rarer.

"What exactly is that in your hand?"

"This? I just obtained it. It hasn’t tasted blood yet. Why not let it have a taste today?"

The masked shop owner was clearly someone who cherished swords more than his own life.

He couldn’t hear anything else, his gaze was fixed solely on the sword in Ye Shiyuan’s hand.