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Xiao Ya personally drove Li Xiaoyao, and Li Xiaoyao's performance today made Xiao Ya realize the ability of this man.

"Mr. Li, do you have a girlfriend?" Xiao Ya casually struck up a conversation.

"I do," Li Xiaoyao replied, his gaze fleetingly sweeping the rearview mirror, the corners of his mouth lifting into a faint smile.

Xiao Ya's eyes dimmed, feigning regret as she sighed, "Ah, I wonder which lady is so lucky to be Mr. Li's woman."

Li Xiaoyao chuckled but said nothing.

After the incident at noon today, Li Xiaoyao's mentality had undergone significant changes.

Because he had suddenly discovered that his cultivation level seemed to be relatively high within the entire Cultivation World.

And for that very reason, both the Xiao Family and the Cheng Family treated him with great respect.

'Respect stems from my strength.'

'My current strength makes them afraid, and at the same time, they also want to be on good terms with me.'

'However, my strength is still insufficient; I need to make myself even more powerful.'

Cheng Dongliang's words had let Li Xiaoyao know that Cultivators were not in short supply in this world. Although he hadn't yet met a Cultivator stronger than himself, Li Xiaoyao believed that he certainly wasn't the strongest person in this world.

"Buzz~" Xiao Ya's phone vibrated.

After glancing at her phone, Xiao Ya pressed the answer button, listened for a while, hummed a few times, then hung up the call.

Xiao Ya turned to look at Li Xiaoyao, asking with a hint of apology, "Mr. Li, do you have plans for the afternoon?"

"Not really."

Relieved, Xiao Ya then asked, "Mr. Li, I have an urgent matter and need to make a trip to Chaotian Palace. If you're free this afternoon, why not come with me, and then I will take you back? How does that sound?"

Li Xiaoyao had nothing particular to handle that afternoon, so upon hearing her suggestion, he nodded and said, "Sure."

Consequently, Xiao Ya changed direction and headed toward Chaotian Palace.

Chaotian Palace is Ling City's antique market, famous not only throughout Ling City but also across the country.

Xiao Ya parked her car at a parking lot outside Chaotian Palace and walked toward it with Li Xiaoyao.

Li Xiaoyao looked at the street with a strong ancient vibe, the casual arrangements of the stalls on both sides, his eyes showing a trace of surprise, and then an idea flashed through his mind.

Dealing in antiques seemed to be a decent business.

Soon, Xiao Ya led Li Xiaoyao to a house. Just as they were about to enter, Li Xiaoyao said, "You go ahead. I'll stroll around outside; call me when you're done."

Knowing that this capable individual had his own plans, Xiao Ya didn't insist. She said, "Alright, Mr. Li, feel free to look around. I'll come to find you as soon as I finish up."

Li Xiaoyao waved his hand nonchalantly and turned to enter the antique street.

For Li Xiaoyao, antiques were a novel thing.

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But it was only a few who could make money from antiques; most ended up bankrupt.

Li Xiaoyao approached a stall and casually grabbed a handful of ancient coins, his thoughts enveloping them.

All were modern crafts, devoid of any ancient aura.

With his powers of perception, Li Xiaoyao could easily see through the true nature of antiques and distinguish their authenticity.

At every stall Li Xiaoyao visited, he would crouch down, pick up a few items to examine, and then stand up and continue to the next one.

'It seems that true antiques are indeed rare; after all, the likelihood of finding genuine antiques at these stalls is far too small.'

Li Xiaoyao shook his head, amused at his own notion of dreaming about scoring real antiques for a few tens or hundreds of yuan at these roadside stalls.

But just as he passed by one of the stalls, his eyes were instantly drawn to a piece of ancient jade.

Li Xiaoyao squatted down and picked up the ancient jade to examine it carefully.

The ancient jade was warm and delicate, but not transparent.

It was shaped like a square piece of tofu, and there was a "金" character carved on it.

What really intrigued Li Xiaoyao was the spiritual energy inside the jade.

That's right, there was an extremely rich spiritual energy within this piece of ancient jade, and it was this energy that had attracted Xiaoyao.

Li Xiaoyao directly asked, "Boss, how much for this jade?"

Without looking up, the boss said, "Eight thousand."

Li Xiaoyao's face twitched. Eight thousand? Why don't you just rob someone? However, he also knew that these bosses would just blurt out a price, as these were all negotiable.

"Three hundred," Li Xiaoyao countered, slashing the price by ninety percent.

This time it was the boss's turn for his face to twitch, as he said, "Young man, this piece of jade is the real deal. If you really want it, I can make it cheaper for you—seven thousand five."

"Five hundred."

"Seven thousand."

"Eight hundred."

...

The two of them haggled back and forth, catching the attention of many onlookers.

However, since the antique market had many shills, many people thought the two were just putting on a show and didn't take it seriously.

"Three thousand, young man. That's the lowest I can go. I can't go any lower," said the boss through gritted teeth.

"Fine, three thousand it is," agreed Li Xiaoyao, just as he was about to take out his wallet, suddenly, a man with gold-rimmed glasses squatted down, stared straight at the ancient jade in Xiaoyao's hand, smiled slightly, and said, "My friend, may I take a look at that piece of jade?"

Without thinking too much, Xiaoyao passed the ancient jade to the man with the glasses, then began to take out his wallet to pay.

After examining it carefully for a while, the glasses-wearing man suddenly asked, "Boss, how much are you selling it to him for?"

"Three thousand."

Grasping the ancient jade, the man stood up and said, "I'll give you four thousand. Sell it to me."

The boss's face lit up with surprise, but before he could revel in it, Li Xiaoyao, who was taking out his money, was already looking at the man with glasses with an icy stare.

"I'm sorry, but this jade already has an owner," he said.

As if he hadn't seen the anger in Xiaoyao's eyes, the glasses man smiled slightly and said, "But the money hasn't been paid yet, right?"

Li Xiaoyao suddenly laughed and said, "It seems you didn't understand me. I said, this jade already has an owner."

The man with glasses pushed his glasses up a bit, his tone equally unfriendly, "As far as I'm concerned, the current owner of the jade is me."

Li Xiaoyao was no longer in the mood to speak nicely. There are some people who are just asking to be dealt with.

But before Xiaoyao could make a move, a somewhat frivolous voice suddenly rang out.

"Yo, isn't that Professor Yang? What a coincidence to meet you here," the voice approached from a distance.

The man was one meter eighty, thin as if a gust of wind could blow him over, and he was followed by two tall bodyguards.

Professor Yang turned his head, and upon seeing the newcomer, was also a bit surprised, but soon smiled and said, "It turns out to be Young Master Shi. Indeed quite the coincidence."

Young Master Shi, named Shi Xiaoqing, was the son of the famously esteemed Shi Dai in the world of antiques.

Shi Xiaoqing immediately noticed the ancient jade in Professor Yang's hand, and his eyes lit up. He asked, "It seems Professor Yang has picked up another bargain."

Professor Yang chuckled, shook his head, and replied, "I'm just dabbling. This piece of jade is quite ordinary, but as you know, sometimes it's not about the quality of the item, but how it catches your eye."

Shi Xiaoqing didn't believe his words, but since Professor Yang didn't seem willing to elaborate, it wasn't polite to pry.

Li Xiaoyao, however, was running out of patience. He tossed three thousand on the stall and extended his hand towards Professor Yang, "The jade, please."

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