Li Guanqi turned his head and saw Ye Feng itching to move, and couldn’t help but laugh.

“Alright, this is for you. Go ahead and take a look around.”

The storage bag Li Guanqi handed to Ye Feng contained a full ten thousand Spirit Stones!

Ye Feng was startled when he opened the bag and said, “Boss… is this really…”

“Ahem, how much did you give Big Head?”

Seeing Li Guanqi hold up three fingers, Ye Feng couldn’t stop grinning.

He put away the storage bag, stood up, and transmitted his voice, “Boss, I’m heading out too!”

Watching Ye Feng run off quickly, the old man was left pointing in the direction he disappeared, stunned.

“Young friend, you… Li Sango… isn’t he…”

Li Guanqi waved his hand with a smile, spouting nonsense, “It’s intermittent; he’s just clear-headed for now.”

The two exchanged glances, and the old man couldn’t help but curse, “You little fox.”

Li Guanqi chuckled softly, “Same to you.”

Watching the two of them walk away, Li Guanqi also smiled slightly.

Counting the Spirit Stones he had before, he now had over seventy thousand.

The ten thousand Spirit Stones he gave Ye Feng were also entrusted to him for safekeeping.

As he put it himself, he was too extravagant to hold onto money.

Earlier, he had scavenged nearly thirty thousand low-grade Spirit Stones from the bodies of the Dark Blood Alliance members and found some more in their lair.

The rest came from selling things today.

He had to admit, his earlier display of Sword flight had deterred some of the petty thieves at the dock.

Otherwise, as a stranger, he would have inevitably suffered some losses.

Li Guanqi showed no hesitation in favoring Ye Feng and Cao Yan.

After all, Ye Feng had been with him the longest and had many interactions within the sect, proving himself reliable.

Cao Yan, though a peerless genius, needed more than just talent to become Li Guanqi’s brother.

Perhaps only after experiencing life and death together would he treat the two equally.

Whether it was to consider Ye Feng’s pride or to test Cao Yan’s character, at least for now, he couldn’t treat them the same.

As the sun set, the streets grew busier.

Li Guanqi’s stall had only a few items left, and the old man’s stall was attracting more people.

However, most of these people were being fooled by the old man.

But some knowledgeable individuals were eyeing the items at Li Guanqi’s stall.

Ye Feng caught up with Cao Yan, worried about his still-weak condition.

The two walked and stopped, buying quite a few things.

Most of the items were high-quality Spirit Herbs and materials needed for making talismans.

But these items were expensive, and Cao Yan hesitated to spend nearly two thousand low-grade Spirit Stones on a talisman pen and other materials.

Just as he was hesitating, Ye Feng grabbed the items and said to the stall owner, “Eighteen hundred, I’ll pay now.”

The man didn’t hesitate, laughing heartily, and Ye Feng paid the Spirit Stones.

Cao Yan didn’t even have time to refuse.

After Ye Feng handed him the items, Cao Yan said somewhat embarrassedly, “This talisman pen is a decent magical treasure, made from the hair of a second-tier demon beast, the Green Wolf.”

Ye Feng put his arm around Cao Yan’s shoulder and laughed, “Relax! These Spirit Stones are nothing; you’ll earn them back in no time.”

“Besides, if the boss knew you were reluctant to spend money on these things, he’d be upset.”

“And with the boss’s personality, once he gives us Spirit Stones, he wouldn’t care if we squandered them.”

“So, just buy what you need.”

“Consider this my gift to you.”

Cao Yan looked up at him, his eyes shining with an inexplicable light, a long-lost warmth enveloping his cold heart.

But the more he felt this way, the heavier his psychological burden became.

However, he said nothing, keeping his thoughts to himself.

Cao Yan took a deep breath and said solemnly, “Second Brother, don’t worry, I’ll definitely earn it back!”

Ye Feng, hearing the repeated “Second Brother,” felt a sense of pride and waved his hand, “Just for calling me Second Brother!”

“Buy whatever you want! I’ll pay!”

Cao Yan grinned, and the two continued walking.

Suddenly, Cao Yan turned around!

Ye Feng was slightly puzzled and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Cao Yan’s eyes flashed with excitement, and he transmitted his voice, “Second Brother, let’s check over there!”

The two quickly walked to another street, which was less crowded but still had some street vendors.

Cao Yan seemed to know exactly where he was going and quickly approached a black-robed man’s stall.

Surprisingly, the black-robed man’s stall had several magical weapons.

And these weapons were all of a certain grade, not ordinary items.

Swords, knives, seals, and spirit banners, though few in number, all emitted a strong spiritual energy.

Ye Feng squatted down with interest and asked, “Can I handle them?”

A slightly deep voice came from under the black robe, “Go ahead.”

Ye Feng picked up a long sword, and as he infused it with Primordial Energy, it emitted a soft hum.

“Nice sword, a low-grade spiritual weapon, but it’s not for me.”

After putting down the sword, Ye Feng noticed Cao Yan staring intently at another weapon.

Ye Feng swallowed and looked at the weapon on the ground, then at the gentle and shy Cao Yan.

He couldn’t help but say, “Big Head, don’t tell me you fancy this thing?”

But Cao Yan grinned and asked the stall owner, “How much for this arm-guard gauntlet?”

Yes, what surprised Ye Feng was a pair of fiery red arm-guard gauntlets on the ground!

The front of the gauntlets resembled tiger heads, and the arm-guards were ferociously designed.

The gauntlets were adorned with dark red patterns, emitting a faint fire element aura.

The man was also surprised, not expecting a seemingly gentle scholar to be interested in something purely for martial use.

In the cultivation world, spirit cultivators using arm-guards were rare, as these items were quite niche.

The man was straightforward and said, “I’m only here for a day; I’ll leave the dock tonight.”

“These arm-guards were obtained from an ancient ruin.”

Ye Feng couldn’t help but mutter, “These vendors sure can tell stories.”

The man wasn’t angered and continued, “Though these arm-guards are old, they are still rare magical treasures!”

Ye Feng jumped up and pointed at the arm-guards, “Friend, that’s a bit dishonest, isn’t it?”

“If I’m not blind, the patterns on these arm-guards are formations, and they’re worn out!”

“Even if they were magical treasures before, they aren’t now, right?”

“Sure, the materials are rare, but calling them spiritual weapons is generous.”