Chapter 89

With a swish!

The long sword was drawn from its scabbard, true essence flowing through it. The Thousand Water Sword trembled like a long snake in the air, dancing into several sword flowers, mist spreading and blurring like ripples in water.

"Perfect!" Jiang Han's face was full of smiles as he sheathed the sword and handed it to Murong Kexin.

Murong Kexin's beautiful eyes sparkled as she eagerly took the long sword, drew it, and performed a few sword movements, her face beaming with joy.

"Thank you, Big Brother Jiang, I really like this sword."

"Good enough." Jiang Han nodded with a smile, "If you need anything else, just tell Big Brother Jiang."

Murong Kexin shook her head demurely, "No, that's all."

"Alright." Jiang Han nodded, turned, and walked towards Jing Tian and the others, helping them select one by one.

In the end, Jing Tian chose a long spear, which he carried on his back, exuding a formidable presence.

Bai Feng, on the other hand, chose an unusual weapon—a fan.

This surprised Jiang Han for a moment. Bai Feng, with his fair complexion and white robe, seemed more suited to a sword.

However, the fan was not bad, just a bit more gentle.

Finally, Jiang Han turned his gaze to Yan Yumo...

After a while, he opened his mouth: "You..."

"Don't bother!" Yan Yumo snorted.

"..."

Feeling he had brought this upon himself, Jiang Han shrugged and threw all the weapons except the dagger into his backpack. In an instant, the backpack was almost full.

"It should be able to exchange for quite a few Dream Coins." Jiang Han did a quick calculation. Even if each weapon could only exchange for 100 Dream Coins, it would still be several tens of thousands.

Indeed!

The easiest way to make money in this world is always robbery... although this is not quite the same, it's pretty close.

Soon, Ye Ruhong and Ye Tianming also walked in. The result of their chase was obvious.

Although Ye Tianming had an incredibly strong physique, he was still young, and his realm was two levels lower than Ye Ruhong!

He was completely overpowered!

So, Ye Tianming now had dark circles under his eyes, a slightly swollen nose, and a face full of resentment and indignation.

His lips were moving, as if he was muttering something.

If you put your ear close, you could hear Ye Tianming cursing softly.

"Damn, damn, damn! Using your higher cultivation to bully me, wait until I surpass you, I'll bully you back... damn, damn, damn..."

In contrast, Ye Ruhong looked very relieved, clearly having let off some steam. In the end, the one who suffered the most was still Ye Tianming, who had started the whole incident!

Seeing them return, Jiang Han immediately asked, "What happened?"

Ye Ruhong's lips twitched, glanced at Yan Yumo, and said irritably, "Ask Tianming."

Jiang Han's gaze shifted.

"Don't ask me, I don't know anything!" Ye Tianming quickly shook his head, but his eyes subtly glanced at Yan Yumo.

Jiang Han was speechless. These two seemed to have some reservations, and they both seemed to have glanced at Yan Yumo.

It seemed that to understand the whole situation, he would have to start with Yan Yumo!

However, Jiang Han felt it was difficult to talk to Yan Yumo. After some thought, he decided not to ask her.

"By the way, Brother Hong, do you need any weapons?" He suddenly remembered and asked.

"I already have one. These weapons are not very good, not as good as mine." Ye Ruhong shook his head.

Jiang Han was slightly stunned, then his gaze sharply turned to Ye Tianming.

"Big Brother Jiang, you've already picked one for me." Ye Tianming kindly reminded him.

"I know!" Jiang Han stared intently at Ye Tianming, a cold light appearing in his eyes, "You... had a weapon before, right? And it was much better than that Golden Light Sword, wasn't it?!"

"Uh, hehe..." Ye Tianming laughed nervously.

"In other words, you had a weapon but still made me search for a long time?!" The cold light in Jiang Han's eyes became more evident.

Seeing the situation was not good, Ye Tianming suddenly turned and ran.

Whoosh!

In an instant, Jiang Han stood in front of Ye Tianming, staring at him intently.

"Cough, cough, Big Brother Jiang, what are you going to do..." Ye Tianming laughed dryly, secretly amazed at Jiang Han's abnormal speed.

Not just him, Ye Ruhong and the others were also surprised. Jiang Han's speed was too fast; they only saw a blur, and the next moment, he had changed position.

"This guy, indeed has hidden depths..." Ye Ruhong thought to himself.

Only Old Yun and Yan Yumo remained calm. They had seen Jiang Han's speed, which did not match his cultivation, many times and were no longer surprised.

"What?" Jiang Han smiled slyly, "Guess?"

"I don't know..." Ye Tianming laughed and then suddenly turned and ran.

Whoosh!

The next moment, Jiang Han was in front of him again, but this time, Ye Tianming saw not Jiang Han's face but a rapidly enlarging fist.

Thud! Thud!

Ah—

Two dull sounds rang out almost simultaneously, followed by Ye Tianming's heart-wrenching scream.

"Hmph, trying to outsmart me, you're still too young." Jiang Han proudly retracted his hand and slowly walked back.

Ye Ruhong and the others: "..."

After a while, Ye Tianming returned with a pained expression, his lips trembling. Now, he had one more person to curse.

"Damn, damn, damn..."

"What did you say?" Jiang Han's ears were sharp, and he suddenly turned his head.

"I'm a damn, I'm a damn, I'm a damn..."

"Um!" Jiang Han nodded in satisfaction.

Ye Tianming was on the verge of tears. This damn, he was the one being beaten, yet he had to curse himself.

At this moment, Ye Tianming felt he was the most unfortunate person in the world, without a doubt!

"Finally found it." Yan Yumo's voice suddenly sounded, her face beaming with joy.

"If I had helped you, we wouldn't have wasted so much time." Jiang Han pouted in dissatisfaction.

Yan Yumo ignored him, drew her dagger, and it spun rapidly in her delicate hands, as agile as her fingers.

"Yan Yumo, her skill with the dagger is already at a masterful level." Ye Ruhong whispered. He had seen Yan Yumo's dagger skills before; every move precisely cut through his clothes without causing any harm!

"Indeed." Jiang Han agreed.

"Come, let me see the dagger you chose." Jiang Han extended his hand.

This time, Yan Yumo did not refuse and casually threw the dagger to Jiang Han. She had chosen it based on her intuition, having seen Jiang Han help others select weapons and knowing he had some ability.

【Deceptive Stab】 (Weapon)

Description: A weapon from the Tianwu Continent, forged from a blood-sucking mineral and various materials, with a unique shape that drinks blood upon contact.

Level: Silver

Jiang Han's pupils suddenly contracted. This Deceptive Stab was actually a silver-level dagger. He had seen many weapons but had not seen a single silver-level one.

Was Yan Yumo's luck that good?

Shaking his head slowly, Jiang Han did not believe she had chosen the silver dagger by luck alone; there must be another reason!

Seeing Jiang Han shake his head, Yan Yumo's heart tightened. Was the dagger not of good quality? Before she could speak, Jiang Han spoke first.

"You... why did you choose this dagger?" Jiang Han's voice was filled with intense doubt, his eyes fixed on Yan Yumo.

Yan Yumo was taken aback, her beautiful brows furrowed, but she did not hide it and said directly, "By intuition. What's wrong with it?"

Jiang Han slowly shook his head.

Disappointment immediately rose in Yan Yumo's heart. Was her intuition wrong?

"No! Not bad, but too good!" Jiang Han's eyes were filled with surprise, "This dagger is one of the best weapons here! You found it just by intuition, incredible!"

Jiang Han could tell that Yan Yumo was telling the truth. The fact that she could choose the best weapon by intuition surprised him even more.

If Yan Yumo had used some other method to identify it, Jiang Han could accept it, but by intuition... he was speechless.

At this moment, Old Yun's voice sounded in his ear, calm and clear.

"Yan Yumo, she is very special. I can tell you, it has to do with her constitution."

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PS: Recommend a friend's book: "The Catastrophe of Words," where those who write "sword" sweep through thousands of enemies, those who write "flame" burn everything, and those who write "hidden" vanish without a trace.

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