In the next moment, a person walked out from the stele next to the Jiu Wu Er Qi Stele.
That was an old man, to be precise, a sleazy old man, and even more precisely, the sleazy old man who had been selling treasures at the gate of Youdu.
Ye Chen was stunned.
The sleazy old man was also stunned.
What was going on? He bought a house?
The sleazy old man glanced at the jade token hanging from Ye Chen's waist, his expression as vivid as Ye Chen's had been earlier.
Just over ten days ago, the young man in front of him had been a penniless nobody, and now, in such a short time, he had bought a house and become his neighbor. This was quite a blow!
"My master gave it to me."
"Your master is quite wealthy!"
"Not bad."
"This bird of yours is impressive. Sell it to me!"
Ye Chen looked at the little eagle perched on his shoulder.
"This one? I can't decide on that. It's my master's. You should talk to him."
"Again with your master? Where is he? I'll go talk to him."
"He's probably having tea with Zhuque right now."
"Zhuque?" The moment he heard the name, the sleazy old man backed down completely, feeling his old face burn with embarrassment.
"How about I make the decision for my master and sell it to you?"
"No need." The sleazy old man waved his hands hurriedly, smiling amiably as he rolled down his sleeves.
The sleazy old man wasn't foolish. Anyone who could have tea with Zhuque was at least at the Huang Jing level. Buying his bird would be asking for trouble.
He wasn't sure if Ye Chen was bluffing, but better safe than sorry. What if it was true? After all, who else would gift such a valuable property so generously?
Just as they were speaking, another stele nearby trembled, and a graceful figure emerged, her voice soft and alluring, her demeanor enchantingly seductive.
This figure was someone Ye Chen had seen before—it was the beautiful cultivator with a fox tail who had winked at him earlier.
"Another new neighbor." The fox-like woman glanced at the sleazy old man and ignored him completely, her seductive eyes gleaming as they fixed on Ye Chen.
"Young friend, have you married yet?"
"Not yet." Ye Chen smiled, keeping his mind steady and unaffected by her fox charm technique.
"Then how about coming to sit with your sister?"
"I—"
Ye Chen had only said one word when the sleazy old man pulled him aside.
"This female daoist friend, I'm Fan Tong. Honestly, I'm not married either—just a bachelor."
"Rice bucket?" Ye Chen smirked, sizing up the sleazy old man with a knowing look. What a fitting name—elegant, substantial, understated, and luxurious!
"How about I come to your place? Or if that doesn't work, you can come to mine!"
"Grandma has no interest in you. Step aside."
"That's not right, daoist friend. You don't know me yet. I'm a man of great depth."
"Are you looking for a fight?"
"Don't make a scene. You couldn't beat me."
As they bickered, another stele trembled, and people walked out—not just one, but eight.
Not only Ye Chen, but the sleazy old man and the fox-like woman also couldn't help but twitch their mouths.
Eight people living in one property? With only ten zhang of space—it would be crowded!
Moreover, these eight had faces as dark as charcoal, like they'd been beaten. Anyone unfamiliar might think they'd just been in a fight.
Ye Chen coughed lightly and subconsciously touched his nose.
He had seen these eight before—in the Yao Shou Forest, when they were qiang duo the Chi Yan Xiong Shi's Xian Lian Ling Ru. No wonder their faces were so grim.
Ye Chen strongly suspected this property wasn't for just eight; it should have been nine. The ninth had probably been killed by the Chi Yan Xiong Shi, leaving these eight.
To Ye Chen's relief, they didn't recognize him.
To his annoyance, what kind of neighbors were these? A sleazy old man on the left, a fox-like woman who practiced charm techniques on the right, and eight Quasi-Emperor level fighters with violent tendencies behind.
This didn't feel safe at all.
He'd have to lock the door at night, Ye Chen thought to himself, and keep one eye open.
"Nagging!"
The eight Quasi-Emperors gave Ye Chen and the others a cold stare, their faces sour.
They had been badly beaten by the Chi Yan Xiong Shi and were hiding to recover, but Ye Chen's arrival and the trouble it caused had woken them. Feeling cheated, they were looking for an outlet for their frustration.
You all chat!
Ye Chen coughed again, took out his property token, waved it, and the stone door trembled open. He stepped inside.
After he left, the eight Quasi-Emperors also went back, not forgetting to glare at the fox-like woman and the sleazy old man on their way.
Don't mind them!
The sleazy old man chuckled and kept rubbing his hands as he looked at the fox-like woman.
"Scram!"
The fox-like woman cursed and turned to leave.
"Wow, so alluring!"
The sleazy old man sniffed the lingering scent in the air with a satisfied expression, as sleazy as could be.
Inside the stele, Ye Chen had set down his belongings and was surveying the property he had bought for over 100,000 yuan shi.
The space was exactly ten zhang square, not an inch more or less. There were a few ordinary flowers and plants, plus a stone table and two stone chairs—that was it.
What a rip-off!
Ye Chen grimaced, feeling a bit strange about it all.
For some reason, an odd scene flashed in his mind: on a dark and windy night, the steles like tombstones, with shadowy figures emerging from them. It looked like a haunted graveyard, eerie and foreboding.
But after thinking about it, he felt relieved.
This was Youdu, with abundant spiritual energy and safety—no need to worry out in the open.
Compared to him, the little eagle was quite content, having transformed into a small sparrow. Ten zhang was plenty for it. Good thing it was in that form; if it reverted to its true size, the space couldn't hold its massive body.
Damn, I'm broke again!
Looking at his empty storage bag, Ye Chen sighed helplessly.
He glanced up at the misty nine heavens, hoping that the reincarnated person was someone of high status who had unlocked their past memories. With their protection, his situation would improve a lot.
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