I Just Won't Play By The Book Chapter 86

The handle of the Qilin Horn Saber was very short, and there was a gauntlet on one side.

The blade was slightly curved, and there was a split blade. Because it was shaped like a Qilin's horn, it was named the Qilin Horn Saber.

Because of the special design of this saber, it could be used to stab and slash, making it easy to attack but difficult to defend oneself.

When a cultivator had not reached the mystic king level, which was the level where they would fight with insanely strong moves at any time, the use of a weapon was still very great, especially in battles of the same level. A weapon that could counter the opponent's weapon would often be especially useful.

Feng Yingcai looked at the Qilin Horn Saber several times and raised his head to look at Jiang Beiran. “What is this weapon called?”

“The Golden-armed Qilin Horn Saber. It's a unique weapon that I obtained by chance. It can pierce, chop, hack, and slash with great power. In addition, its blade is made of star-patterned steel. If you infuse mystic energy into it, its power will be doubled.”

“It is indeed star-patterned steel. Moreover, the craftsmanship of the person who forged this weapon is extremely superb. I have used sabers all my life. I have seen many different types of blacksmiths and excellent tier sabers, but this one of yours… is definitely an excellent tier.”

“He is indeed a person who knows sabers.” Jiang Beiran praised Feng Yingcai in his heart. In this world, normal tier, good tier, high tier, excellent tier, and peerless tier were the five types of weapons that most cultivators without any background would use.

Superior mystic master could at least use an excellent tier weapon. If one could not find a more suitable weapon, they could still use an excellent tier weapon until they become mystic spirits.

Seeing that Feng Yingcai really like the Qilin Horn Saber, Jiang Beiran took out another one from his storage ring and said, “These Qilin Horn Sabers are originally a pair. Since Brother Feng likes them so much, how about I use them to exchange for that mansion?”

Seeing that there was another Qilin Horn Saber, Feng Yingcai's expression became even more delighted, but he didn't immediately take it, as if he was thinking about something.

Although it sounded ridiculous to exchange a pair of Qilin Horn Sabers for a mansion, in fact, the mansion itself wasn't worth anything to a cultivator. What was valuable was those ten feet square of rich spiritual essence. Jiang Beiran's pair of excellent tier Qilin Horn Sabers was definitely worth enough to trade for it.

“Brother Feng, are you not satisfied?” Seeing Feng Yingcai stunned, Jiang Beiran reminded him.

“No, no, I'm satisfied. I'm satisfied. I'm just a little worried that you won't like my land of rich spiritual essence. What should I do if you regret to trade with me?”

“Brother Feng, you must be joking. No matter how thin it is, as long as that land can indeed attract more spiritual essence, I'll trade with

you.”

“Alright, since you're so straightforward, I'll take you to my mansion now.” Feng Yingcai said as he returned a pair of Qilin Horn Sabers to Jiang Beiran.

Taking the sabers, Jiang Beiran stood up and made a gesture of invitation, “Then please lead the way, Brother Feng.”

After following Feng Yingcai walked pass more than half of Jinyao Town, Jiang Beiran finally saw the mansion he owned.

“This entrance is really impressive.” Jiang Beiran looked at the two stone lions at the gate of the mansion and praised.

“You flatter me. As the saying goes, the more you want to hide, the easier it is for you to be discovered. If this kind of mansion…”

“I understand, I understand.” Before Feng Yingcai finished speaking, Jiang Beiran nodded at him.

In fact, many mansions with rich spiritual essence were “hidden in the city”. They pretended to be mansions of wealthy businessmen or families and stood in the town openly. Of course, to prevent these mansions being discovered by other cultivators, the owners would set up a formation to make their mansions look as ordinary as the others.

Feng Yingcai's mansion was the same. It was in a corner of Jinyao Town, and there were many other mansions nearby.

“Come, this way, please.” Feng Yingcai said to the two of them while standing at the door.

After crossing the threshold behind Feng Yingcai, Jiang Beiran first used his mind power to inspect the entire mansion.

“Three talents spirit formation… it's set up pretty well. It seems like he was taught by an expert.”

Looking at the courtyard full of fallen leaves, Feng Yingcai said apologetically, “I've already dismissed the servants and butlers in the mansion earlier, so I haven't cleaned it seriously for some time. Brother Wu, do you mind?”

“Of course not. I'll get someone to clean it later.”

“That's good. If you need reliable servants, I can introduce some broker to you.”

“Okay, then thank you in advance, Brother Feng.” “Come, this way please.” Leading Jiang Beiran through the dusty hall, the three of them arrived at the backyard of the mansion.

“Brother Wu, this is where the spiritual essence gathers.” Feng Yingcai introduced while standing beside a parterre.

In fact, Jiang Beiran had already discovered this place when he used his mind power to explore the mansion. However, he still showed a very surprised expression and praised, “Brother Feng, you are too modest. This place is full of spiritual essence! I have taken advantage of you by trading two sabers with your mansion.” “It seems that you're very satisfied.” “Satisfied, very satisfied.” “Then, do we have the deal?”

“Of course.” Jiang Beiran took out the pair of Qilin Horn Sabers from his storage ring and handed them to Feng Yingcai.

“Brother Wu, you are indeed straightforward.” Feng Yingcai stretched out his hand as he spoke, but he didn't take the sabers. Instead, he struck Jiang Beiran's chest with his palm.

After a strange silence, Jiang Beiran and Feng Yingcai blinked their eyes at the same time.

“Brother Feng, why are you doing this?” Jiang Beiran looked Feng Yingcai incredulously and asked.

Only then did Feng Yingcai come to his senses and hurriedly took a few steps back. After he stood still, he said, “So powerful! You can actually hide your cultivation so well! I was wrong!”

Jiang Beiran was really disappointed at this moment. The system didn't give him any hints along the way, which made him think that his luck had really changed. However, the truth was that the other party was not only weak, but also didn't have any backup plan after his scheme failed. That was why the system didn't give him any option, because it didn't have to.

“Sigh… I didn't expect it to be a bad and stupid one. I was happy for nothing.”

Upon hearing Jiang Beiran's sigh, Feng Yingcai pulled out the Cold Moon Saber at his waist and sneered, “You're quite good at acting. After receiving my 100% palm strike, your internal organs are all twisted together now, right?”

“Sigh…”

After sighing again, Jiang Beiran shook his head and said, “Why? Can't we just do business properly? Why do we have to fight and kill each other? If you feel that my price is not enough, you can say it. I'll give you some spirit stones too. Why do you have to do this?” “You're just pretending!” Feng Yingcai released a burst of purple mystic energy after he finished speaking. Black lines that looked like electric arcs slowly wrapped around the blade of the Cold Moon Saber.

'So powerful!' Gu Qinghuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He had seen many great mystic practitioners in the sect, and he had also felt the aura that they had released. However, Feng Yingcai's aura was no weaker than that of the level nine great mystic practitioner in the sect. No, Feng Yingcai's aura was even stronger than that of a nine-level great mystic practitioner in the sect!

“He's probably about to become a superior mystic practitioner!”

“Remember, the strike that will send you to hell is called the Lightning of the Underworld!”

While Gu Qinghuan was still in shock, Feng Yingcai had already dashed toward Jiang Beiran. At the moment he struck out with his sword, the purple mystic energy that had burst out from his body had all surged into the Cold Moon Sword.

“Boom!!”

As the Cold Moon Sword hacked down, a black lightning bolt also fell on Jiang Beiran's body.

“How… How is this possible!?”

Feng Yingcai, who had struck Jiang Beiran's neck with his sword, realized that the Cold Moon Sword couldn't cut any further, as if it had struck the hardest object in the world.

“Ouch, my hat.”

Jiang Beiran took off his straw hat, which had a big hole in the middle from the lightning strike and cried out with a heartache.

“Who… Who are you?!”

Seeing that his full-strength strike didn't cause any harm to Jiang Beiran, Feng Yingcai was terrified. He was so nervous as a cat.

“How is this possible?! How is this possible?!”

Feng Yingcai had cultivated a cultivation technique that could detect the other party's cultivation level. Even if the other party did not emit mystic energy, he could still roughly guess the other party's cultivation level. After traveling all over the world for so many years, he had seen some experts who could hide their cultivation level. However, most of them were only limited to the same cultivation realm. Only a great mystic practitioner of level nine could disguise as a great mystic practitioner of level one. However, as an experienced veteran, he had also heard of an extraordinary person who could lower his cultivation by two realms. Therefore, he felt that this “Wang Laowu” was only a great mystic practitioner. However, reality proved that this Wang Laowu's strength had definitely reached the level of a superior mystic practitioner, or even higher!

Feng Yingcai really wanted to escape at this moment, but he couldn't move his legs anymore. This was because he knew that there would only be one end for him if he did that.

That was death!

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