Chapter 121: The Divine Pig Gang’s Den of Iniquity

“Ah? Leaving so soon? You’re really no fun!” Jiuyayue had been speaking animatedly, her words flowing endlessly, but Su Ye’s interruption suddenly soured her expression.

Yet she understood the matter was important and promptly said, “You should wait a little longer! I’ll have someone properly handle this for you. Just pretend you never saw it.”

“Thanks a lot!” Su Ye wasn’t stingy enough to forget his own affairs, so he asked, “How long will it take?”

“Not long, just fifteen minutes! Wait here. I remember we have a kind of Xize—Buffalo Blood—which is easy to work with!” Although Jiuyayue was only helping out with the business, she was a prodigious girl, so remembering this was no problem.

Hearing it would only take fifteen minutes, Su Ye decided to wait and chatted intermittently. However, Jiuyayue soon veered the conversation back to Ye Lingyun within just a few sentences, and Su Ye could only listen on.

Even Lingzhu beside them sensed something was off, but Jiuyayue remained immersed in her self-satisfaction.

Before long, the conch was ready.

When the middle-aged shop owner brought over the conch, it looked completely altered, more like a peculiar buffalo horn than anything else.

“Su Ye, as long as you don’t use it to cultivate poisons but for sonic attacks, no one will ever detect it. Take a look! Are you satisfied? Just give me eight thousand at cost price!” Jiuyayue smiled.

What? Only eight thousand at cost? Su Ye’s face stiffened. Why had the middle-aged man initially asked for five hundred and ten thousand? This was outright daylight robbery!

Su Ye immediately turned to glare at the middle-aged man, his gaze nearly lethal. The man seemed ashamed, coughing and lowering his head awkwardly.

Jiuyayue saw Su Ye’s expression and thought it was because he couldn’t pay, quickly adding, “If it’s inconvenient, you can pay next time. It’s no big deal—just a small amount!”

“No problem, I have it!” Su Ye took out his card and let them swipe it.

But after two attempts, the transaction failed with a password error.

Jiuyayue seemed to realize something and whispered, “Did you forget the password? It’s okay, I’ll cover it for now. Or, you don’t need to pay me back. You saved me before, so it’s only right I help you a little.”

“Wait, wait!” Su Ye immediately pulled out his phone and called Jiang Liuying. Once connected, he said, “Hey, did you secretly change the password on my card?”

“Damn you, Su Ye! How dare you talk to your mother-in-law like that? Hmph! Stealing my card, thief, human trafficker, liar, pervert, sneaking into my room at midnight…” Jiang Liuying immediately began to curse.

“Cut the nonsense! The card is mine, and I’m waiting to use the money now. Just give me the password!”

“I don’t care if you die! Sneaking into my room again—you must be up to some shameful business! No money for you, no life for you! Goodbye!” Jiang Liuying then hung up abruptly.

Su Ye was furious, itching to grab this little brat and give her a good beating to show he wasn’t someone to be trifled with.

He called back but found Jiang Liuying had blocked him.

“Su Ye… Su Ye…” Jiuyayue handed over the finished conch with a sweet smile and understanding words: “Don’t worry! Take it. I know you’ve been living under someone else’s roof, no progress for three years, must have been tough and miserable. Rest assured, I covered the cost myself, not the family’s.”

She smiled proudly and added, “Brother Lingyun even gave me a big sum when he saw me. This is nothing… By the way, your card won’t work? Need to buy something else? I’ll take you to a place where everything will be settled in a snap. Let’s go!”

“No need, no need! I’ll just make another call!” Su Ye preferred to call Jiang Ziyang or the steward rather than accept Jiuyayue’s help again.

“Why be so polite? If I take you, it’ll be at least ten times cheaper. Why waste money? Come on!” Jiuyayue had already stepped out the door.

Lingzhu nodded earnestly, saying, “She’s right. My grandmother also said we shouldn’t waste money.”

Su Ye sighed, having no choice but to follow.

After wandering the magical artifact market for a long time, they finally reached an alley at the street’s end. There were some oddly styled shops with exaggerated statues of a plump man at their entrances.

The statue’s belly was enormous, face simple and honest, somewhat reminiscent of Maitreya Buddha.

Su Ye couldn’t fathom what kind of owner would place such a fortune-bringing statue.

“The Divine Pig Gang Black Market? That name… is way too blatant!” Su Ye couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the strange name—and yet, they outright admitted to being a black market.

Would this attract customers?

“The black market might be real, but their boss here is really capable. Let’s go in!” Jiuyayue pushed open the door.

Inside, an old man was leisurely listening to rather “flamboyant” music while sipping a small drink. Seeing customers, he said indifferently:

“My shop’s secret Divine Pig Gang skills are inherited. Once you check the goods, whether successful or not, you must pay one million! Got money, pay up; no money, leave!”

This old man was unexpectedly arrogant!

Charging a million just to inspect goods—this was robbery!

Jiuyayue smiled, took the conch from Su Ye, and cheerfully handed it over, saying, “Master, long time no see! It’s me, Little Nine. I brought something to entertain you. Take a look with your magical eye.”

“Hmm? This thing… hehe, want me to turn it into a storage horn? Such storage treasures are expensive! Do you know how much the magical emperors, the richest families in the imperial capital, pay for storage ambers? Just opening the slot, runes, and wind magic powder cost no less than ten million. If someone comes with less than fifteen million, I won’t even glance. But for you, Little Nine, since it’s a half-finished product, I’ll say two million!” The old man said with interest, admiring the conch and praising it.

“Two million?” Jiuyayue looked back at Su Ye, asking for his opinion.

Su Ye had just taken the opportunity to call Jiang Ziyang; his payment account had already received over four million. He nodded in agreement.

“Good! Two million it is! Master, please make it well! This thing needs to hold more items but not be too heavy, or it won’t be easy to carry,” Jiuyayue smiled sweetly.

“Don’t worry! My skills are passed down from the ancestors of the Divine Pig Gang. If you didn’t trust me, you wouldn’t come to me! I’ll get to work now. You can look around; if you find anything you like, I’ll give you a good price.” The old man happily took the conch inside a back room.

What was inside was unknown—a floating magical seal seemed to appear—but soon the door closed, hiding it from view.

Su Ye didn’t follow inside but quietly wondered about the Divine Pig Gang. Strange name, yet how did they know such arcane arts?

Out of boredom, Su Ye looked around the shop’s other items.

He found several things he liked, but every single one was priced no less than ten million. This made him hesitate.

He sighed inwardly—the so-called geniuses and family elites were all backed by powerful family wealth.

Like him now, relying on the Jiang family’s foundation. Without money, if he were worrying about tomorrow’s meal, how could he afford to bring a conch to make a storage artifact?

Power—power! If only he had such strong backing or someone like this black market old man working for him.

Then he would also be above others!

Just as he was thinking this, the old man came out sweating profusely, took two swigs of wine, then took a breath and said:

“Kid, your artifact’s ready! No challenge at all. Try it yourself!”