Chapter 66 - Spirit Weaver (1/2)

After walking around the city for some time, Yuan and the others finally decided on an equipment store that was named 'Spring City's Spiritual Treasures'.

Once they entered the store, the middle-aged man behind the counter shouted: ”Welcome to our equipment store! What kind of equipment are the young ones looking for?”

”Hmm… What kind of weapon do you want to use?” Yuan asked her.

”I'm not sure, but something light and small is preferred,” she said.

”Something light and small, huh?” The middle-aged man began to ponder for a moment before speaking, ”We have daggers, throwing knives, and fans. Which of these suit the young lady's taste more?”

”Fans? They are considered as weapons?” Yuan was surprised, as this is his first time hearing such a thing.

”Of course! Anything can be a weapon in the hands of a Cultivator! However, fans are not commonly used due to their fragile appearance and weak presence, and most people prefer something that looks strong or cool— something like a sword.” The middle-aged man explained to him.

”Can I look at the fans?” Yu Rou then asked.

”Sure thing! These are the best fans we have in store at the moment!”

The middle-aged man then retrieved a long wooden box from the room behind and placed it on the counter.

Upon opening the box, three beautiful fans that seemed to be made of special materials were revealed to Yu Rou.

”Wow… It's beautiful…” Yu Rou quickly became fond of these fans.

However, her excitement disappeared as quickly after seeing the prices for these fans.

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”Do you have something less expensive…? A common fan is fine, too...” Yu Rou said to the middle-aged man while sighing inwardly. There was simply no way that she could shamelessly ask her brother to buy something so expensive for her after he'd already wasted 30,000 gold on her.

”If you want something normal, you can find them on the shelves over there. Most of them are less than 5 gold coins.” The middle-aged man spoke as he pointed at the wooden shelves by the window.

However, Yuan suddenly spoke as the middle-aged man prepared to close the wooden box, ”Wait, I will buy the Spirit Weaver.”

”Eh?”

The middle-aged man immediately stopped his movements to look at Yuan, as did Yu Rou, who stared at him with a gawking expression on her face.

”Don't look at me like that, Yu Rou. I know you want it since you were staring so intensively at it.” Yuan said to her with a smile as he paid the shopkeeper.