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The next morning came early.

After Li Xiaoyao and his daughter, Zhang Meng, finished breakfast, they left the house.

Zhang Meng had already renovated the shop inside and out, with the style completely tailored to her own tastes.

Classical elegance combined with an imposing presence that did not lack Spiritual Energy.

As Li Xiaoyao entered the shop, that rich Spiritual Energy appeared once more.

Li Xiaoyao carefully sensed it and discovered that the shop indeed possessed an extremely thick presence of Spiritual Energy, which seemed to be emanating from underground.

Li Xiaoyao released his intention, which gathered into a line and burrowed into the ground.

A dozen seconds later, the Spiritual Energy moved through several hundreds of meters of earth until suddenly, Li Xiaoyao's horizons broadened dramatically, revealing a resplendent green within his sea of consciousness.

"What is this!"

"Spirit Stones! All of them are Spirit Stones!"

Li Xiaoyao watched the scene before him in shock. Despite his usually calm disposition, he was now astonished beyond words.

As his intention spread out, Li Xiaoyao discovered with horror that for about three kilometers all around, there were Spirit Stones.

"It must be a Spirit Stone Vein. Who would have thought that beneath Ling City lay such a vast expanse of a Spirit Stone Vein."

Li Xiaoyao was overjoyed, for although he possessed an incredible System, all the items within required Spirit Stones for purchase. Li Xiaoyao had no source of Spirit Stones, but now, he no longer had to worry about them.

This three-kilometer radius of Spirit Stone Vein was more than enough for Li Xiaoyao to spend lavishly.

Perhaps Li Xiaoyao couldn't afford some of the top-tier spells and Pill Medicines in the System, but for the common ones, he could buy them without even blinking an eye.

"Xiaoyao Brother, Xiaoyao Brother."

When Li Xiaoyao opened his eyes, he saw Zhang Meng looking at him worriedly. Suppressing the thrill in his heart, he smiled at her and said, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Meng pouted and said, "Xiaoyao Brother, were you too tired last night? Are you feeling exhausted?"

Li Xiaoyao was startled, then laughed and lightly smacked her buttocks, saying, "You little rascal, are you questioning Xiaoyao Brother's stamina?"

Zhang Meng said, "Xiaoyao Brother, the shop has been renovated, but, what should we sell?"

Li Xiaoyao stroked his chin and said, "Come, follow me."

"Where to?"

Li Xiaoyao responded, "To hunt for some antiques to sell."

"Huh?" Zhang Meng looked confused.

Li Xiaoyao grabbed her hand and walked out onto the street. As they moved, he released his intent, covering the entire street of antiques.

Following by his side, Zhang Meng felt somewhat speechless. Could it be that Xiaoyao Brother planned to haphazardly gather some items from the roadside to sell at the shop?

That seemed a bit too childlike, didn't it?

She was unaware of the Divine Skills like intent that Li Xiaoyao possessed.

Even the most professional antique appraisal experts sometimes made mistakes, but such a situation was absolutely impossible for Li Xiaoyao.

Soon, Li Xiaoyao sensed a trace of Spiritual Energy.

Antiques all have history, and ordinary people can only judge whether an item is genuine based on its characteristics and patina.

But Li Xiaoyao did not need such troublesome methods; he only needed to sense if an antique possessed Spiritual Energy.

If there was Spiritual Energy, it was definitely a genuine piece.

Li Xiaoyao walked up to a street stall and crouched down, his gaze fixed on a Tang Sancai glazed horse sculpture.

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"How much for this?"

The stall owner said, "50,000."

"That's too expensive," Li Xiaoyao said. "I'll take it for 2,000."

The corner of the stall owner's mouth twitched as he said, "You can't haggle like that, buddy. If you really want it, give me a serious offer."

Li Xiaoyao laughed, "I haven't seen you set prices like that either. If you're serious about selling, give me a serious price."

The stall owner's eyes swiveled as he said, "20,000, take it if you really want it. I definitely can't sell it for less."

"Done," Li Xiaoyao agreed readily, then turned to Zhang Meng, who was standing beside him speechless, and said, "Meng Meng, transfer the money to him."

"Huh?" Zhang Meng's face was a picture of confusion as she said, "Brother Xiaoyao, you're buying it just like that?"

"Yeah, it's not expensive anyway. Who cares if it's real or fake, as long as it looks good back at home," Li Xiaoyao said casually. Of course, he couldn't say that he was sure it was a genuine piece. Otherwise, if the stall owner heard, he would definitely jack up the price.

Zhang Meng pursed her lips, reluctantly transferring the money to the stall owner.

Li Xiaoyao, holding the Tang Sancai, continued walking forward, with Zhang Meng pouting as she followed behind.

Li Xiaoyao looked back and seeing her expression, couldn't help but laugh, "Your pout could hang an oil bottle."

Feeling aggrieved, Zhang Meng said, "Brother Xiaoyao, did you open this shop just to amuse me?"

"Huh?" Li Xiaoyao was stunned, not grasping her meaning at first.

Zhang Meng looked at the Tang Sancai in his hands and said, "Who buys antiques like you do, without even looking closely and just buys them? Moreover, none of the things on these street stalls can be real."

Li Xiaoyao suddenly understood; the girl was upset about this.

Li Xiaoyao stroked her hair and said, "Meng Meng, do you think Brother Xiaoyao just buys things casually to use as decorations to entertain you?"

Zhang Meng did not speak, but her facial expression told Li Xiaoyao that this was exactly what she was thinking.

Li Xiaoyao weighed the Tang Sancai in his hand and said, "This Tang Sancai is real. Brother Xiaoyao is no fool; I wouldn't spend 20,000 yuan on a fake."

"Brother Xiaoyao, you're lying to me again." Zhang Meng still didn't believe him and said, "Brother Xiaoyao, I've seen your resume. You didn't study archaeology. How could you possibly know how to authenticate antiques?"

Li Xiaoyao didn't know how to explain, so he simply said, "Let's do this: we buy first and later, we'll take these items to other shops to get them authenticated. Then you'll know whether Brother Xiaoyao is lying to you."

Seeing Li Xiaoyao say this, Zhang Meng couldn't object any further. She could only continue following behind Li Xiaoyao, treasure hunting through the streets.

After wandering for an hour, Li Xiaoyao carried a snakeskin bag, which was filled with the treasures they had found in that hour.

In total, they had spent 270,000 yuan and bought about forty antiques.

Li Xiaoyao, shouldering the snakeskin bag, said to Zhang Meng, "Ask around for a capable master in this street. We'll go there for the authentication and let you be thoroughly convinced by Brother Xiaoyao's skills."

Even though Li Xiaoyao said that, Zhang Meng was still skeptical.

Even the most professional antique appraisal experts couldn't guarantee that every single antique they bought was genuine.

Zhang Meng said, "There's a shop called Treasure Pavilion up ahead. The owner is said to be quite formidable."

"Good, let's go check it out then," Li Xiaoyao said, carrying the snakeskin bag and leading Zhang Meng to the Treasure Pavilion.

A few minutes later, the two arrived at the Treasure Pavilion.

There weren't many people inside the Treasure Pavilion, only about four or five, but each of them had a distinguished air, clearly wealthy or noble.

By contrast, Li Xiaoyao and Zhang Meng, with their snakeskin bag, seemed somewhat out of place.

As soon as Li Xiaoyao entered, he attracted the attention of several people.

More precisely, it was the Tang Sancai horse in Li Xiaoyao's arms that caught the attention of those people.

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