Volume 3: The Sword That Shines on the Demon Clan Chapter 16: Contradictory Dog Demon
There were only two or three customers in the consignment store at the moment, but the number of items was more than ten times greater, neatly arranged in long, transparent cabinets.
"I'm more interested in antiques." Wang Chen said.
"Oh, you've come to the right place. Please follow me, sir." The pig demon shook his big ears.
"Look at this. This is an ancient sword consigned by Jin Li, one of the top masters of the third level. He thought it was too small and unsuitable for use, so he reluctantly consigned it here. Even after thousands of years, it is still extremely sharp."
Wang Chen took a look and saw that this so-called ancient sword was covered in copper rust and had a simple shape. Even through the cabinet, he could sense its sharp aura.
The knife is a good one, but it is two meters long and half a meter wide, and does not have any trace of inheritance.
He couldn't help but look at the smiling waiter, wondering if he looked like he liked this weapon that looked like a door panel.
"Why, customers also think this knife is too small? Don't worry, we have this one here!"
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The waiter pointed to the side with a solemn look on his face.
Wang Chen slowly raised his head and looked at the Green Dragon Crescent Blade that was five meters high.
He remained silent.
Strictly according to the aesthetic standards of the demon race, these things might really be considered magical weapons.
"This was once the weapon used by Xiangshan of the Elephant Clan, the strongest man on the third floor. It is said that he got it from the ancestor of the Elephant Clan. His ancestor died on the battlefield holding a big knife. Later, Xiangshan was killed by Liu Tian of the Demon Bull Clan while holding this big knife. He also died on the battlefield. People say that if you hold this weapon, you will definitely die on the battlefield. This is the fate of a warrior."
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Wang Chen suspected that the waiter was cursing him on purpose.
The fat and big-eared waiter was still introducing the food with saliva flying everywhere.
"Is there anything that is ancient but has no use value?" Wang Chen interrupted.
He remembered that the demon race was simply unable to use the inherited items and they should all be treated as waste.
The waiter was stunned.
"We don't sell things that have no use value here. Isn't that cheating customers?"
The smile on the pig demon's face froze.
"Oh, I'll just take a look."
Wang Chen walked to the side and carefully looked at the items on the counter.
After a while, he had taken a look around, but found that the items for consignment here were all useful to the demon race, but there was not a single item of inheritance.
This made him very disappointed.
The fat and big-eared waiter was also disappointed.
After observing Wang Chen's expression, he knew that he was not interested in any of the things.
Wang Chen was about to leave when he heard some noise coming from the inner room of the pawnshop.
“Get out of here!”
"If I see you again, I'll break your legs!"
Faintly, angry shouts came from the inner room.
The waiter's expression remained unchanged, as if he had already gotten used to it.
Wang Chen was too lazy to meddle in other people’s business, so he thanked the waiter and turned to leave.
As I walked out of the consignment shop, I heard a heavy stone door opening wide.
The door of the storage room next to it, which obviously belonged to the consignment store, suddenly opened, and a man who was more than three meters tall and as strong as an iron tower walked out.
The big man was holding a demon in his hand like a chicken, with blood on his head not yet dried. It turned out to be the dog demon that Wang Chen had just given the demon essence stone to.
"Get out!" the big man shouted in a deep voice and threw the dog demon out fiercely.
With a dull "bang", the dog demon fell to the ground in a mess. The severe pain caused a black round bead in his hand to roll out.
With a clinking sound, the demon essence stone that Wang Chen had just given him fell out from his loose and ill-fitting clothes and rolled all over the floor.
The dog demon ignored the pain all over his body and grabbed the demon essence stone on the ground with his hands in panic.
As he was hurriedly putting the demon stone on the ground into his arms, a pair of boots suddenly appeared in his eyes.
The dog demon was startled and looked up with some fear.
When he saw it was Wang Chen, he was suddenly stunned.
"Where did you get this thing?" Wang Chen twisted a pitch-black round bead between his fingers. It was the thing that had just fallen from the dog demon.
"The dojo of the Demon Emperor Tongtian." The dog demon murmured.
These words suddenly stirred up a storm in Wang Chen's heart.
Others may not recognize it, but he knows very well that this round bead is clearly an inherited item, and judging from the inherited aura, this inherited item should be a set, not just one bead.
Is there really a Taoist temple for the Demon Emperor Tongtian?
Otherwise how can we explain how this cowardly dog demon could actually find this inheritance?
"Do you still have this kind of thing?" Wang Chen asked.
"There are still some..." The dog demon showed a puzzled look on his face. He had tried to consign this thing many times, but it was always considered waste by the consignment office.
He was kicked out of the consignment office just now because he wanted to consign this old round bead.
"I want to buy this thing." Wang Chen looked.
The dog demon stared at Wang Chen for a while with its dark eyes, and suddenly a strange light flashed.
This look made Wang Chen feel contemptuous, because it was clearly the look of a profiteer who had finally found a rich man and wanted to make a fortune from him.
"If you like, I'll give them to you."
The dog demon said unexpectedly.
"Give it to me?" Wang Chen was stunned. If he was not mistaken, this dog demon should be very short of money, but why was he so generous?
"Just think of it as you bought it with the demon stone you just gave me."
The dog demon suddenly added, lowered his head, and lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that these words would anger Wang Chen.
Wang Chen remained silent.
If this dog demon still has self-respect in his heart.
Then why did he accept my charity just now?
This is really a contradictory monster.
"Thank you." Wang Chen did not refuse.
"May I have your name."
The dog demon was stunned. He couldn't remember how many years it had been since anyone asked him his name.
"Xun Bao." he said.
"Xun Bao... treasure hunting? What a good name." Wang Chen lamented that the demon clan's names were straightforward.
"It's just that I didn't bring these beads with me..."
Xun Bao suddenly said in a low voice.
"It's okay. I'll go with you to get it. By the way, I can also take a look at the Taoist temple of Tongtian Demon Emperor." Wang Chen said. He made up his mind to use the excuse of the Taoist temple to give the dog demon a sum of demon essence stones.
At that moment, the two of them walked towards a secluded place on the third floor.
Buzz!
At this moment, the magic card on Wang Chen's waist suddenly trembled.
He calmly put his spiritual consciousness into it, and saw a message appear in it.
"New fighters entering the third level, please go to the fourth garden immediately. I have something to tell you."
"Is it an official call from the Arena?"
After all, the third level doesn't need the first or second level, and it may tell you many important matters. Wang Chen didn't think much about it and called the dog demon Xun Bao.
"I have to leave for something. Tell me where you live and I will come find you when I'm done."
Xun Bao's eyes dimmed quickly.
“Okay…Okay.”
He managed a small smile.
The so-called promises such as "I have something to do", "I will come to see you later", "Let's do something together when we have time" have long been perfunctory rejections.
Although he was timid, he was very clear about this.
But Xun Bao did not say it out loud, and still clearly stated where he lived.
Looking at Wang Chen's back, Xun Bao was reluctant to turn back for a long time. After a long while, he walked away dejectedly .
