Chapter 27 - Three Tigers of the Outer Sect
Chen Fan paid no heed to the onlookers, focused solely on his business. He reached a corner of the plaza, unfurled a piece of fabric, and displayed his wares for sale.
“Tch, what goods can that trash be selling?”
Several outer sect disciples immediately began to mock him
Those who came to hawk their goods were all at the fifth or sixth level of Qigong, not the best but definitely not the worst, with much to spare, in fact.
Hoping to make it into the top 100, they had brought out goods that they wouldn’t use in the near future to exchange them for primeval stones or sell their spiritual herbs to purchase suitable weapons.
In their eyes, Chen Fan was nothing more than a nobody, and someone of his caliber peddling his wares wouldn't win him any respect.
However, they were left speechless when they took a closer look at the items Chen Fan had displayed. It was as if they had been struck by lightning, overwhelmed with shock.
“This… this is…”
A disciple standing close by had a face full of astonishment, his eyes like saucers. He cried out loud from the shock, unable to speak properly.
His outburst immediately drew the attention of the surrounding people.
Suddenly, everyone was too stunned to utter a word.
Soon, news of Chen Fan selling treasures in the plaza spread.
Those who heard the news initially felt disdain, but when they witnessed a large crowd rushing in that direction, they couldn't help but follow along. Within a short period, a multitude of people had gathered in front of Chen Fan's stall. The atmosphere was vibrant and lively, with over a hundred individuals present.
“Heavens! That’s actually the scaly leather of a Blood-pupiled Black Python!”
“My god, Blood-pupiled Black Pythons are sixth-level demon beasts, and their scaly leather is incomparably tough, a good material for making soft armor.”
“A soft armor forged using Blood-pupiled Black Python’s scaly leather and some meteoric iron and fine iron could withstand a blow from seventh-level Qigong experts. It could save your life during crucial moments!”
“There’s also middle-dirt tier martial skills and cultivation techniques.”
“And storage pouches, too! He even brought out three of them!"
The crowd let out gasps of exclamation from time to time.
Chen Fan didn’t have many wares at his stall, but their qualities were extremely high.
The Blood-pupiled Black Python’s scaly leather was fifty feet long and ten feet wide when spread open, each scale about the size of a palm, emitting a metallic luster akin to steel and gleaming with a cold light.
The few lower- and middle-tier martial skills and cultivation techniques were very attractive to the fifth- and sixth-level martial artists.
After all, they couldn’t enter the Martial Arts Pavilion’s third floor before advancing to the seventh level to pick dirt tier martial arts. Also, learning another middle-dirt tier martial skill would bolster their strength slightly.
The three storage pouches were also rare goods.
A storage pouch would allow one to store more loot when they entered Qingyang Mountain Range to hunt demon beasts, eliminating the need to carry excessive baggage.
As for the large bow and the few iron arrows, they were particularly enticing to martial artists specializing in archery.
“Say, how do you think this trash obtained all these treasures?”
A sharp-tongued, monkey-faced disciple asked with a smirk, looking at Chen Fan disdainfully. He didn’t believe that all these goods belonged to Chen Fan.
“Stroke of luck, I say. He must have stumbled upon some remains in the Qingyang Mountain Range and picked up some good items.”
Someone immediately replied, eyes green with jealousy.
“That’s right. This trash is really lucky. He hid in the Qingyang Mountain Range to save his life and even managed to strike it big. How annoying. Why don’t I have this kind of good luck?”
Sounds of jealousy rang out one after another.
They didn’t think these items belonged to Chen Fan at all. They believed he must have discovered relics inside some hidden cave.
After all, martial arts trash could never obtain such treasures solely through their efforts.
Chen Fan smiled faintly upon hearing the discussions, not taking them to heart.
He knew that the innocent would eventually prove their innocence, and the corrupt would reveal their true colors in due time. He didn't have to explain anything; it would be meaningless.
“Move away if you’re not buying; don’t hinder my business,” Chen Fan looked up and shouted coldly.
People like them were crowding his shop, merely window shopping. Their presence prevented those genuinely interested in buying his goods from approaching. It was a waste of his time.
He wanted to sell off his wares quickly and go back to practicing.
However, these people refused to budge.
Greed rose in many people’s hearts, seeing the Blood-pupiled Black Python’s leather and the other goods. They were like a group of hungry wolves. Greedy looks showed on their faces, wanting to rob them by force.
There weren’t too many rules in the outer sect; everything was decided with strength.
Chen Fan swept his gaze coldly across these people. If they dared to make a move, he would teach them the meaning of the word consequence.
Woolala.
Suddenly, clamoring noises came from outside the crowd. Accompanied by an incredibly arrogant voice, three youths with imposing figures made their way through, forcefully pushing aside the other disciples.
“Get lost, all of you. Get lost to the side!”
This action earned them the ire of the crowd, who looked at them with furious gazes.
However, as soon as the onlookers got a good look at their faces, they immediately became meek and submissive. They lowered their heads and even cleared a path for the trio.
“Damn it, why are the three tigers of the outer sect here? These three guys are fierce, cruel, and unreasonable. Anyone who messes with them won’t end up well.”
“A good show is coming up. I didn’t expect him to attract even the three tigers here. Looks like that trash is going to have his treasures taken away.”
“I know, right? These three guys have often snatched the treasures of those weaker than them. This trash dared to set up a stall here openly; he’s obviously asking to be robbed.”
“The three tigers of the outer sect are unruly and overbearing. Few dare to mess with them, and they have strong foundations. I heard their boss, Zhao Hu, is at the sixth level, and the numbers two and three have reached the peak of the fifth level.”
People began discussing in whispers, gloating about what was about to happen.
Chen Fan naturally saw those three as well, narrowing his eyes.
These three men were a notorious group of bullies in the outer sect, known as the three tigers of the outer sect. They relied on their strength and committed many atrocities, bullying many people.
The three tigers weren’t biological brothers.
However, due to their shared character "Hu" in their names and similar interests, they had come together and become sworn brothers, using their strength to bully the weak in the outer sect and rob others of their possessions. [1]
The three tigers laughed out loud proudly upon hearing the discussions about them and the fear contained in their voices.
Their laughter was grating to the ears, fully displaying their arrogance and tyranny.
The three came up to Chen Fan’s stall.
“How very daring of you, Trash. You dared to steal our storage pouches while we were sleeping. You even had the nerve to sell our belongings here in the plaza? Are you tired of living?” Zhao Hu's voice boomed, his eyes filled with burning greed as he glared at Chen Fan, a ferocious light shining in his gaze.
1. ‘虎’ or Hu means tiger ☜
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