Longevity Chronicles-Chapter 31 - 30: Finely Grind the Confusing God Sand, Tao Qian Deceives Old Fox

"Wu Ming, your fate is truly fraught," sighed Tao Qian inwardly as he stepped into the area.

Almost immediately, clusters of Ghost Fire surged, seemingly eager to illuminate the path for Tao Qian.

Several cultivators and magicians who had entered at about the same time felt neglected as a result.

One of them, a man with a face as large as a plate and disheveled hair, couldn't help but complain, "These days, even these Green-scaled Demons are snobbish, always flocking to the good-looking ones, pah."

After he finished speaking, a female magician nearby, draped in numerous garments and with a plump figure, her face covered in yellow dust, glanced at Tao Qian and then seemed to understand.

Then, speaking in a Southern Land dialect, she said, "You don't know squat, this young man has Dragon Qi in him. These Green-scaled Demons instinctively want to get close, and the bolder ones might even secretly draw a couple of breaths. But you're right, this young man does look quite pleasing."

While they spoke, a head-sized Green Phosphorus Fire rushed to get close, positioning itself right above Tao Qian's head.

Tao Qian looked up just in time to see a pale green face flickering within the firelight, squeezing out a pleasing smile.

It was fortunate that Tao Qian was becoming used to his identity as a cultivator; a mortal would have been terrified by that smiling face.

With a source of light present, Tao Qian did not mind the light being too green.

Ignoring the two magicians and maintaining a proud and aloof demeanor, he strode into the area.

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A few breaths later, he appeared before the largest stall in the area.

Though it was called a stall, it was actually more of a small shop.

The stall owner had found some petrified wood to construct a frame, and had hung some curtains around it.

Dimly visible inside was the brilliance of Merfolk Pearls, though rather cramped, imparting a sense of another world.

Of course, the most enticing items were the books of varying thickness laid out on the wooden shelf.

"Hiss,"

Tao Qian distinctly heard nearby cultivators, magicians, and even some intelligent demons and monsters breathing more rapidly.

In the Cultivation World, the most precious items were always the Books of Skills.

The small shop already had quite a few figures inside when coincidentally, at that moment, a simple-minded man came out carefully cradling a book as if it were a treasure, looked around, and then quickly left.

Tao Qian looked at the man and the book, wanting to say something, but ultimately held his tongue.

Instead, he simply flashed by, taking the man's place.

As he entered, the curtain fell and a wooden sign popped out with the word "Full."

As soon as Tao Qian stepped inside, he saw directly in front of him at the counter, a Devil standing there.

Indeed, it was an Old Fox, with a slim figure, standing upright, a bushy fox tail sweeping the floor.

His head was that of a human, complete with a beard and even glasses, making Tao Qian almost mistake him for an old scholar from the Mortal World.

However, the cunning glint in the fox's eyes could not be completely concealed.

Upon seeing him, Tao Qian paused, quickly comparing the description in the Nameless Secret Manual and confirming this Old Fox's identity.

"It is indeed a coincidence, though somewhat changed, it's not hard to see that this Old Fox was the one who once cheated my predecessor Wu Ming."

"By means of some trick, he has transformed his head into that of a human, but the nature of the fox remains unchanged—sly and despicable."

While Tao Qian critiqued internally,

The Old Fox also looked over, his eyes glittering behind his glasses.

Tao Qian felt as if he could hear the Old Fox's inner voice shouting, "A big sucker has arrived, time to make a killing."

Suppressing a snicker inwardly, on the surface, Tao Qian maintained the demeanor of a wealthy patron.

Just by his dragon-like appearance, no one would suspect anything.

Who would have thought?

This wretch only had fifteen coins on him, simply pitiable.

As described in the Secret Book, the Old Fox Demon had clearly made a fortune, upgrading his small stall into this quaint and elegant shop.

Even better, he had recruited several female foxes as sales clerks.

Seeing Tao Qian enter, the Old Fox, like a phantom, teleported ahead, reaching Tao Qian first and waving off the approaching female foxes:

"A distinguished guest arrives; let Old Fox personally attend."

After speaking, the Old Fox's furry paw gestured to the side, leading Tao Qian deeper inside.

Very politely, making one feel as if bathed in the warmth of spring, he asked:

"Our shop has been open in Tengshe Square for quite some time, yet it's the first time we've had a guest of such stature."

"I wonder what sort of Book of Skills the honorable guest wishes to find. Although our shop is humble, we will do our best to gather what you need."

Looking at the reverently respectful Old Fox, Tao Qian once again felt the importance of lineage.

His cultivation in Energy-Introducing Realm, while not considered bottom in Tengshe Square, was indeed not rare.

Had he entered with the appearance of a human cultivator, he would never have received such respect from this truly opportunistic Old Fox.

But with Tao Qian presenting the face of a Bo Dragon, the treatment was entirely different.

Just like the Plague Golden Toad, which would mistake Tao Qian for the illegitimate child of some Dragon Species Great Demon, a True Dragon Bloodline, who could not be slighted.

The Old Fox was no different.

As a person from Earth, facing this enthusiastic sales pitch, Tao Qian resorted to a universally effective phrase:

"Let me have a look!"

With these four words, he silenced the Old Fox and walked over to a bookshelf, casually picking up a thin book enveloped in a faint green light.

On the cover, four ancient seal characters were inscribed.

Qingming Sword Technique!

Tao Qian's eyes immediately brightened, piqued with interest.

This was too normal; which man doesn't have a dream of being a swordsman?

Especially with such a remarkable sounding sword technique name.

Tao Qian, while unleashing his "Extraordinary Perception," was filled with curiosity about flipping to the first page.