Qin Tian and Yun Xiyue, the couple, exchanged glances, feeling quite surprised.
Logically, Qin Feng had just proven his strength, and how many eight-year-old children could possess such terrifying combat power?
On the other hand, although Qin Hao had the peerless bone, which was one in ten thousand, it hadn't been activated yet, so no one knew how strong he would be.
Regarding this—
Lin Hao just smiled and didn't intend to explain.
His choice of Qin Hao was not random but made after weighing the pros and cons.
As everyone knew, Qin Feng and Qin Hao were twins, and their talents wouldn't differ much.
From the way Qin Feng, the older brother, had just broken various records, it was evident that Qin Hao, the younger brother, had a slightly higher talent.
Given that both would receive the same education and background, he naturally favored the younger brother with the peerless bone.
Most importantly, rumors had been circulating in the ancient era that the blood moon demon born eight years ago was Qin Feng, who was a major threat to the Daxia royal family.
Investing in Qin Feng was too risky, so it was safer to invest in the younger brother, Qin Hao.
If anything ever happened to the Qin family, Qin Hao would have no choice but to align with their Tianxin City.
"Alright!"
Qin Tian didn't ask too many questions; his goal was to form an alliance through marriage.
As long as the two major controllers of Daxia's east and west joined forces, even if the Daxia royal family united with other noble families, they would have to consider the consequences. As long as they could buy time for the two young boys to grow, the Qin family would win.
In the end, the marriage was decided by mutual understanding between the parents, all for their own interests.
However, the two parties involved were completely unaware. Lin Xiner was touring the Qin family city with her two brothers, and Lin San was also with them.
"How can I feel like I'm about to die at any moment!?"
Qin Feng, as a destined great villain,
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Even with the protection of millions of Qin family members, he still felt no sense of security when with the two epic-level chosen ones.
He was afraid they would activate their auras and send the whole family to the afterlife.
"Wow, it's so lively here!"
Lin Xiner couldn't help but exclaim as they arrived at the Qin family market.
Unlike the ordinary market where vegetables were sold, this was a market for cultivators, selling various treasures like immortal herbs, elixirs, and magical artifacts.
Since the Qin family was the absolute ruler of the eastern region of the Daxia Empire, the safety of the Qin family city was unquestionable.
Every day, a large number of external cultivators came to trade, and the Qin family needed these transactions to strengthen their disciples, gradually forming this free trade market.
"Hey!"
Qin Hao and Lin San's eyes lit up simultaneously, both looking at a broken small tripod.
"Hey!!"
Qin Feng also perked up, as if he had unlocked a new skill.
Instead of worrying about being cursed to death by the two chosen ones, he decided to use their unreasonable luck to find treasures. If the small tripod caught the attention of both chosen ones, it must be something extraordinary.
"It was me who saw it first!"
"It was me who saw it first!"
Qin Hao and Lin San glared at each other, neither willing to give up the tripod.
But just as they were bickering, Qin Feng, like a fisherman, asked the seller for the price.
"Originally 1000 spirit stones, but if the young master wants it, 888 spirit stones, how about that!?"
The stall owner cautiously quoted the price, carefully observing Qin Feng's expression, ready to lower the price at the slightest frown.
There was no choice!
As the local power, who would dare to refuse the Qin family!?
"888 spirit stones!?"
Passing cultivators stopped, exclaiming that the stall owner must be crazy to want money so badly.
One spirit stone was enough to ensure a commoner's lifetime of food and drink, and for a cultivator, it was equivalent to a week of hard cultivation. Now, a small broken tripod was priced at 888 spirit stones.
The stall owner was also nervous.
He absolutely didn't think of Qin Feng as a fool; the small tripod's origin was truly extraordinary.
He was originally a minor leader in the Tiger Head Gang, which had over ten thousand members. One day, the gang leader learned of a relic's location and led the ten thousand members to excavate it.
After the loss of over ten thousand members, they finally entered the depths of the relic.
There was no golden, glittering scene as expected; only a small broken tripod was enshrined on a stone platform.
The gang leader, either due to severe injuries or other reasons, spat out a mouthful of blood and died, leaving him as the sole survivor.
The small broken tripod, obtained at the cost of ten thousand lives, was already a rock-bottom price at 888 spirit stones.
"Alright, 888 spirit stones, I'll take it!"
Qin Feng, fearing delays, asked the stall owner to collect the money from the Qin family.
As the eldest son of the Qin family, the first family of the ancient era, it was reasonable for him not to carry money when going out.
"Thank you, young master!"
The stall owner happily thanked him, quickly handing over the small tripod.
"You..."
Lin San was stunned, shocked by Qin Feng's boldness.
He didn't even inspect the item or haggle over the price, directly paying 888 spirit stones.
Even with money, one shouldn't be so reckless!?
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However, he had a strange feeling, though he didn't know what the tripod was for, his intuition told him it was a good thing. Much of his success was due to his intuition.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for disrupting the chosen one's opportunity, you have gained one chance to draw a prize!"
"This is really a treasure!"
Qin Feng carefully examined the small tripod but couldn't see anything special about it.
Damn!!
Why such different treatment!?
Why could the protagonist identify it as a treasure by intuition, while he could only see it as a small broken tripod?
He was不服, the villain was不服!!
"Brother, brother, can you give it to me!?"
Qin Hao started shaking Qin Feng's arm, trying to get the tripod by acting cute and pitiful.
But Qin Feng never fell for this act; only his sister could make him give in.
However, he couldn't see anything special about the small tripod, so he might as well let the younger brother, a chosen one, activate it.
"Alright!"
Qin Feng said seriously, "I just spent 888 spirit stones on this small tripod. As your brother, I'll cover two 8s. If you pay the remaining 8, I'll lend it to you for a few days, how about that!?"
"Brother, you're so nice!!"
Qin Hao, clearly not thinking straight, happily took out a cloth bag.
It was a storage bag commonly used by cultivators, containing the lucky money he had saved over the years, which Qin Feng had long coveted.
Soon—
Qin Hao, under Qin Feng's persuasion, took out an 8, which was 800 spirit stones.
"Uh..."
The onlookers were speechless, anyone with a kindergarten diploma wouldn't fall for such a trick...