Douluo Continent: I Can Summon Heroic Spirits

Chapter 82 Qian Renxue's Relics

After finishing his sentence, the boss took a deep breath, looked around furtively, and then reached into his tattered pocket. After rummaging around for a while, he finally pulled out a rusty, broken sword.

He deliberately lowered his voice and leaned closer mysteriously: "Gentlemen, ten thousand years ago, I wonder if you have heard of—"

The great divine war between the Angel God and the Sea God?

The three of them were taken aback at the same time.

Ye Chenxing and Gu Yuena exchanged a strange look, then turned to look at Qian Renxue beside them.

Qian Renxue remained calm, even nodding her chin slightly in earnestness: "I've heard, please continue."

The boss immediately perked up: "After that battle, the Angel God was defeated and her divine position was shattered. But the Sea God Tang San, out of compassion, did not harm her life. This is a secret that many powerful forces do not know!"

"Qian Renxue could only live in anonymity from then on, and even some remnants of the Spirit Hall did not know her whereabouts."

The boss paused here, then said, "Although they can't find me, I'm different. Guess what? That angel god, by sheer coincidence, lives in seclusion near my ancestor's house."

"My ancestors saw that she was a woman all alone and pitiful, so they and their wives took care of her every few days until she was on her deathbed. Even though the two ancestors from that time had long since passed away, she was still grateful for their kindness and entrusted a treasure to their descendants."

At this point, the boss took a deep breath.

"And that treasure is the remains of the angel god's divine sword in my hand!"

Seeing Ye Chenxing's stunned expression and Qian Renxue's frozen reaction, the boss nodded inwardly. He then adopted a solemn expression and pointed at the broken piece of iron: "The Angel God has sent word that within this broken sword lies the last glimmer of hope for the Angel God to recreate his divine position!"

"Today, I am only willing to bring out this treasured item because I see that you have excellent judgment and that we are truly destined to meet."

The shopkeeper gritted his teeth, gave a thumbs-up, and said, "This item is of great importance, extremely rare, so the price—naturally—is a bit higher. Ten thousand gold soul coins!"

Ye Chenxing couldn't help but sigh and rub his forehead, silently mourning for his boss in his heart.

The road has narrowed.

With tens of millions of people in Tiandou City, why did you have to try to fool Qian Renxue herself?

Who would use a fake to cheat the owner of the treasure?

He had merged with Qian Renxue several times, so he naturally knew what the Angelic Holy Sword looked like.

This piece of junk in front of me is so worthless that it's not even good enough to cut vegetables; it's a far cry from a real divine artifact.

A moment of silence fell over the room.

Qian Renxue remained silent, her beautiful golden eyes fixed on the broken sword.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper couldn't help but start to have doubts, and tentatively held up one finger: "How about—one thousand gold soul coins?"

Ye Chenxing sighed, and was about to raise his hand to pat Qian Renxue's shoulder and pull her away.

Although this boss's charlatanry under the guise of an angel god was indeed deserving of a beating, he was more afraid that Qian Renxue might get angry and draw her sword in the street. Handling this kind of swindler to the city defense forces would suffice; there was really no need for bloodshed.

However, before his hand could even touch Qian Renxue, she suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Morning Star, give me 10,000 gold soul coins."

"Huh?" Ye Chenxing was stunned.

Qian Renxue nodded seriously and commented in a solemn tone: "It spans a period of ten thousand years and was indeed owned by a famous historical figure. Although it is damaged, it still has extremely high collection value."

After saying that, she turned to the stall owner and said, "Boss, I'll take it."

Upon hearing this, the boss, who had been sweating profusely with guilt, felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He quickly handed over the broken sword with a grin, afraid that the young lady might change her mind at any moment.

Qian Renxue took it in her hand and examined it for a moment.

The next second, her soul power stirred slightly, and a flash of brilliant golden light disappeared from her hand.

An angelic sword, radiating holy light, appeared out of thin air.

The moment the real sword appeared, the broken sword that looked like scrap metal also began to emit a slight hum!

Before Ye Chenxing and the boss's eyes, the rust on the broken sword peeled away inch by inch, and the blade suddenly shone with a dim yet pure golden divine light.

Its material, texture, and even the tiny relief on the hilt are exactly the same as the real sword in Qian Renxue's hand, except that it is broken in half.

"Look, Morning Star." Qian Renxue placed the two swords side by side together.

"They are exactly the same."

Ye Chenxing and the boss both widened their eyes at the same time.

Wait, this piece of junk is actually genuine?!

The boss was completely dumbfounded, muttering to himself, "This...this...could it be that our ancestors weren't exaggerating back then?"

He suddenly raised his head, looked at the broken sword that exuded a sacred aura, and then at Qian Renxue, who had dazzling golden hair and an aura of sacred inviolability. An absurd yet reasonable thought exploded in his mind.

This girl, could she be—?!

Thinking this, the shopkeeper's previously shrewd and opportunistic eyes instantly became incredibly solemn: "Three esteemed guests! It seems you are the true destined owners of this sword. I absolutely cannot accept this money; the item is a free gift!"

"How can that be?" Ye Chenxing shook his head, recovering from his surprise. "Boss, since it's genuine, we'll definitely pay the price. If it really is the remains of a divine artifact, then 10,000 gold soul coins would be a huge bargain for us."

The boss refused with a serious expression.

"To be honest, I made up the story about the divine inheritance in this broken sword." The boss sighed, a hint of emotion in his eyes.

"But my ancestors left behind a precept that the residual aura on this sword has been subtly improving the constitution of our clan for thousands of years, ensuring that our family has been free from illness and disaster and has lived extremely long lives for generations."

"That angel is the true benefactor of our family. Since you are the descendant of our benefactor, this sword is now returned to its rightful owner. If I were to accept money, my ancestors would crawl out of the ground in the middle of the night and whip me!"

Seeing the boss's resolute attitude, Ye Chenxing turned and glanced at Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue understood the reason behind it, her expression softened slightly, and she nodded gently to Ye Chenxing before putting away the two swords.

Since the other party has put it this way, it would seem pretentious to refuse any further.

However, Ye Chenxing didn't intend for them to bleed so much for nothing.

He sized up the middle-aged man in front of him who had no soul power whatsoever but made a name for himself on the streets with his silver tongue.

"Boss, with your eloquence and ability to read people, it's a waste to have you running a street stall, especially since the income isn't stable."

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Ye Chenxing flipped his wrist and took out a Star Tower core member badge with the Imaginary Tree pattern from his storage soul tool, and handed it over.

"If you encounter any trouble in Tiandou City in the future, or if you want to change your way of life, take this core member badge to the Star Tower." Ye Chenxing smiled. "Your outstanding sales ability is exactly the kind of talent I need right now. But let's make one thing clear first: once you get there, you can't sell counterfeit goods and fool people anymore."

The boss took the badge with both hands, and after seeing the design on it, his hands trembled violently, and his eyes widened like saucers.

"You...you guys are from the Star Tower?!"

Although Star Tower is a relatively new organization, it enjoys an excellent reputation among the common people of Heaven Dou City, and its care and welfare for them are genuine. How could a shrewd person like the boss, who has worked his way up from the bottom, not have heard of it?

He gripped the badge tightly with excitement and nodded emphatically without hesitation.

"I will remember your kindness in helping me, sir! Rest assured, as long as the Star Tower needs my words, I will never let you down!"

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(I've been quite busy these past few days, so updates will be a little slower. There will be another update later.)