I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 102 - This Operation Seems Familiar

The speaker was a big fat man, whom Li Xiaobai did not recognize, but based on the man’s figure and the sound of his voice, he felt very familiar, as though he had seen him somewhere before.

“Fatty, what do you need so many female cultivators’ Inner Armors for?”

“Yeah, you sleazy fatso, with that lecherous face, you’re clearly up to no good, now scram!”

“Exactly, exactly…”

The fat man’s words aroused public indignation, these Inner Armors belonged to everyone; how could they let him monopolize them?

“Heh heh, you think I, the fatso, only want to defile these Inner Armors?”

“What shortsightedness, in your vulgar eyes these Inner Armors may be trinkets, but in the eyes of the fatso, they are a path to wealth!”

“Think about it, buying these Inner Armors and then selling them back to their original owners at a high price, wouldn’t that be grand?”

The crowd initially scoffed at the fat man’s words, but upon hearing this, everyone was stunned, yes, selling them back to the original owners at a high price would be a huge profit!

Finding the original owners wouldn’t be difficult, just hang these Inner Armors up at Treasure Pavilion to be auctioned off, and sooner or later, the original owners would find out. With the auction going to the highest bidder, it was not impossible to sell for an exorbitant price.

In just an instant, the many cultivators had come to their senses, this fat man was right!

“Heh heh, so you see, I am taking all of these Inner Armors, Spirit Stones are not an issue. I am willing to buy at double the price, so no one else should compete.”

The fat man said cheerfully, starting to take out Spirit Stones.

“Wait, I’ll offer triple the price, just give me ten pieces!”

“I’ll also offer triple the price…”

“I can offer four times the price for twenty pieces…”

“You’re engaging in malicious competition, Boss, I’ll offer five times the price, I don’t need the rest, I just want that pink bellyband!”

“…”

Seeing the fat man nonchalantly taking out Spirit Stones, the cultivators also became flustered. A road to wealth right in front of their eyes must not fall into the hands of others, it was their opportunity, and it should be shared by all present.

Li Xiaobai watched the scene before him, finding it somewhat familiar.

Subtly increasing the value of goods, then starting a bidding war with an exclusive offer, causing the surrounding crowd to compete fiercely, and in the end, selling at a high price.

This strategy seemed very familiar, it seems he had used it himself before.

Turning to the fat man, he saw him frowning miserably, clearly unhappy about the competing bids.

Dammit, this couldn’t be his sixth senior brother, Liu Jinshui, could it?

“May I ask for your esteemed name, senior brother?” Li Xiaobai asked.

“No need for formalities, my surname is Liu, first name Jinshui,” the fat cultivator said cheerfully.

Li Xiaobai’s mind settled. He had finally found his organization. He hadn’t expected that his sixth senior brother would come to the Holy Demon Sect in disguise, just like himself.

But he had disguised himself even more thoroughly, even changing his name.

“I am Ye Liangchen. Since senior brother wants it so much, I’ll give you one for free,” Li Xiaobai said.

“Ah well, it’s still best to let the highest bidder win. Although the fatso isn’t exactly flush with cash, I do have the capital to compete,” the sixth senior brother insisted, his complexion turning tomato red as he weighed the Spirit Stone bag in his hand, ready to up the bid.

The other cultivators became even more frenzied, forcefully pushing Spirit Stones several times the initial offer into Li Xiaobai’s hands before taking the Inner Armors.

Li Xiaobai was inwardly ecstatic, these cultivators were truly talented, taking every word of the sixth brother as the gospel. However, the brother’s acting skills were indeed on point. If he weren’t familiar with this ruse, he might not have recognized him straight away.

“One at a time; don’t panic, don’t rush; the highest bidder gets it!”

Li Xiaobai shouted, began collecting Spirit Stones, and watched as hand over fist, quality Spirit Stones rolled into his account. Brother Fist by his side had his eyes turn red, his fists clenched tightly, forcibly repressing the impulse to seize them by force.

In his eyes, Li Xiaobai was as good as a walking human-shaped treasury.

The quantity of Inner Armor rapidly dwindled as male and female cultivators alike frantically competed to purchase.

The stock was quickly depleted, and with Liu Jinshui, the sixth senior brother’s maneuvers, the price quintupled or sextupled. It had never occurred to anyone that the best-selling, most popular items weren’t the Heaven and Earth Treasures but such commonplace life essentials.

This way of making money was indeed beyond comprehension…

As the crowd gradually dispersed, Li Xiaobai’s three batches of stock were all sold out, earning him a massive amount of Spirit Stones.

“Boss Ye, when’s the next time you’ll set up stall?”

“Yeah, give us a reliable date, brother. I’ll definitely come to support you!”

“Hehehe…”

“Well, I’ll be opening a shop within the sect soon. When that happens, I welcome everyone to come and support.”

Li Xiaobai nodded slightly and said that it seemed he had some returning customers.

“A shop?”

“Could it be that kind of buying and selling…”

The cultivators seemed to understand.

“Ahem, the secrets of heaven must not be revealed…” Li Xiaobai, speechless, thought these people were hopeless.

The crowd left, and the stall quieted down.

Brother Fist spoke up, “Brother Ye, I live atop Holy Demon Peak. Do visit when you have time.”

“Certainly, Liangchen’s shop will open in the next few days, and I’ll still be counting on Brother Fist to support it.”

Li Xiaobai spoke with a beaming smile, thinking that despite Brother Fist’s appearance of Muscle Flaccidity, based on his earlier display of wares, he must have some skills.

…

After tidying up his things, Li Xiaobai went back to live at the foot of the mountain where the menial disciples dwelled.

A figure silently appeared behind him.

“Little junior brother, long time no see. I’ve missed you,” said Liu Jinshui with a chuckle.

“Senior brother, you haven’t changed at all. Your acting is as brilliant as always. What’s with the face?” Li Xiaobai was just as excited.

“Hehe, that’s second senior sister’s handiwork. We, who wander the world, value the art of blending truth with deception, and we can never let others grasp our full story,” explained Liu Jinshui.

“Are the other senior brothers and sisters all well?”

“Better than ever. That day we teleported thousands of miles several times over. That straw-cloaked man couldn’t find us at all,” said Liu Jinshui.

“Yeah, I still have fresh memories of that day’s events…”

When reminded of the battle at the Divine Beast Mountain Range, Li Xiaobai’s expression darkened. That day, he foolishly charged forward wanting to help, but before he knew it, his senior brothers and sisters had teleported away in an instant, leaving him quite in the lurch.

“Hehe, it’s all in the past. Junior brother, we’ve heard all about what happened to you. Who would have thought Feng Qingyang could be so petty as to make you live with the menial disciples on the mountain? Just endure for a little longer. We will secure our footing in the sect’s competition in three days. After that, within the Holy Demon Sect, no one will dare to oppress us again!” Liu Jinshui said with a fierce look. These past few days the initiated disciples had suffered from much exclusion, but for the greater good, they had all held back.

“Senior brother, there’s no need for that, I’m doing just fine on the mountain. On my way into the sect this time, I gathered quite a few followers…”

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