Chapter 51

At this moment, Su Mei was wearing a pink long dress, her jet-black hair cascading over her shoulders, and a large bow perched atop her head. Dressed like this, her sweet face truly exuded a fresh and elegant charm, making her look exceptionally beautiful.

"What's the matter, darling? We've only been apart for a short while, and you're already missing me?" Seeing Su Mei in her fresh attire, Chu Feng couldn't help but tease her.

"Call me 'darling' one more time, and I'll tear your mouth apart!" Su Mei gritted her teeth, her sweet face suddenly turning fierce.

But to Chu Feng, such a Su Mei looked even more adorable. He grinned and said, "Why can't I call you 'darling'? I'm your sweetheart!"

"You scoundrel!"

Su Mei's snow-white hand grabbed Chu Feng's arm, her fingers clamping down like a vise. Chu Feng's face contorted in pain, and he opened his mouth to let out a howl that echoed through the inn:

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

A moment later, the two appeared on the streets of the desolate ancient city.

It turned out that many powerful figures had gathered here. Some saw business opportunities and, while waiting for news from the tomb, began selling rare treasures.

When Su Mei learned about this, her playful curiosity was piqued, and she dragged Chu Feng out.

As the two walked down the ancient path, Chu Feng, a simple young man, was accompanied by the beautiful Su Mei, drawing many envious and jealous glances.

But Chu Feng clearly didn't appreciate his good fortune. Looking at the bruised area on his arm, he complained, "You brute, you're too rough, you've bruised me."

"Hmph, see if you dare to take advantage of me again." Su Mei smirked, then happily looked around, grabbing Chu Feng's hand and running to a stall.

The stall was filled with jewelry for girls, made from unique materials, with a dazzling array of colors. Su Mei was deeply attracted and squatted down to carefully select some items.

The old woman running the stall was delighted and began enthusiastically introducing the items to Su Mei. Seeing the old woman's smiling face, Chu Feng gave her a label: a shrewd merchant!

Bored, Chu Feng turned his gaze to the other side, where he noticed an old man lying nearby.

This old man was truly a mess, his hair unwashed for who knows how many days, clumped together in lumps.

His face was dirty, his clothes patched with layers of patches, and he wore a bulging cloth bag over his shoulder. One pant leg was long, the other short. He wore a pair of worn-out shoes, with his toes and heels exposed.

Unlike others who actively sought customers, he lay there with his legs crossed, acting like a grandpa, not even glancing at the passersby.

Despite his lack of business sense, the pile of books in front of him caught Chu Feng's attention.

On the surface, these books seemed ordinary, tattered and covered in dust, making it hard to read their titles.

But Chu Feng, with his mental power, sensed that one of these old books contained a strange波动.

"Grandpa, how much are these books?" Chu Feng asked as he walked over.

The old man didn't even lift his head, just extending a finger to form the shape of a one.

"One copper coin?" Chu Feng asked tentatively.

"Ha! One copper coin? You think I'm a beggar?" The old man suddenly sat up, furious.

"Grandpa, do you mean one tael of silver?" Chu Feng asked politely, but in his heart, he cursed: "Your appearance is an insult to beggars."

"One spirit pearl, and you can take them all!" The old man said, word by word.

"Damn, why don't you just rob us? How can these old books be worth so much?" Chu Feng was also angry at this moment.

But the old man remained calm, lying back down and saying, "Buy them if you want to."

He then muttered to himself, "These books are passed down from my ancestors, and they must contain treasures. It's just that ordinary people can't see their value. If life weren't so hard, I wouldn't sell them."

"Ancestors? You old man, you really can talk. Who are your ancestors?" Su Mei chimed in at this moment.

"My ancestors are great, they were Boundary Spirit Masters!" The old man said proudly.

"Boundary Spirit Masters? You're just boasting!" Su Mei clearly didn't believe him.

"Believe it or not, there will always be someone who recognizes their value." The old man closed his eyes as he spoke.

Hearing the old man's words, Chu Feng's heart tightened. If what the old man said was true, then what Chu Feng sensed might indeed be the legacy of a Boundary Spirit Master.

"Su Mei, do you have any spirit pearls? Lend me one!" Chu Feng clenched his teeth and asked Su Mei.

"What are you doing? You're really going to fall for this old man's trick?" Su Mei was reluctant.

"If you have one, please lend it to me!" Chu Feng extended his hand to Su Mei.

"You fool, I've never seen anyone as foolish as you." Although she scolded Chu Feng, Su Mei still took a spirit pearl from her waist pouch and handed it to him.

"Thanks." Chu Feng took the spirit pearl and handed it directly to the old man: "Grandpa, I'll buy these books!"

"Wow, it's really a spirit pearl. You must be rich, little girl." The old man snatched the spirit pearl and began examining it carefully, fiddling with it for a while before tucking it into his pocket with great satisfaction.

"Is this your first time seeing a spirit pearl?" Su Mei was displeased, seeing the old man's excited expression.

Chu Feng didn't say anything, just picked up the cloth from the stall and slung the dozens of books over his shoulder.

"Hehe, little brother, you have good eyes. As a token of my appreciation, I'll give you a gift." Just as Chu Feng was about to leave, the old man pulled something out of his old cloth bag.

It was a purple disk, made from a special type of wood, with the directions East, West, South, and North written on its edges, and the words 'Life, Death, Auspicious, and Inauspicious' carved on its sides. In the center of the wooden disk was a unique symbol, also carved.

"What is this?" Su Mei snatched it and examined it curiously.

"Hehe, little girl, this is a great item, a must-have for Boundary Spirit Masters."

"It can predict life and death, and determine auspicious and inauspicious events. It's called the Boundary Spirit Compass!" The old man said with a straight face.

"Oh? So mysterious. How do you use it?" Su Mei asked.

"This... This is something used by Boundary Spirit Masters. How would I know? Hehe, you'll have to figure it out yourselves. We'll meet again!"

The old man stroked his dry beard, his eyes darting around, as if afraid Chu Feng would change his mind, and then turned and ran away.

"See, I told you he's a fraud!" Su Mei stomped her feet, watching the old man's swift departure.