t up a formation in the martial arts arena, clearly to deal with you. It seems that the Martial Arts Alliance wants to kill you no matter what. Even in front of so many people, they would attack you."...Hongcheng Antique Street!

This is considered the largest antique street in Jiangbei. Many antique enthusiasts come here to shop for treasures. The streets are lined with stalls, displaying a wide variety of gold, silver, jade jewelry, copper coins, calligraphy and paintings, and more!

You can find almost anything here, but you'll need to be discerning about authenticity. Even experts can be fooled here, the counterfeiting is that good!

Everything is a mixed bag of truth and falsehood, whether you can find treasures depends on your own ability and also on luck!

Chen Ping had never been to such a place before. Now, looking at the dazzling array of goods, he felt quite curious!

Seeing Chen Ping like that, many vendors' faces lit up with delight. He clearly looked like a naive newbie, first-timer here. People like him were easiest to fool!

"Hey little brother, what do you want I got everything here, all genuine stuff!"

A greasy fat vendor grabbed Chen Ping, a warm smile plastered on his face. Then he whispered in Chen Ping's ear, "Listen, I tell you, all these things were dug out from underground, with over a thousand years of history. If you buy them, the price will double guaranteed!"

Chen Ping glanced at the stall owner's meager wares. The two-meter long stall held a haphazard collection of about a dozen items, all looking antique and worn. Some bronze pieces were covered in thick verdigris!

Chen Ping looked at his own stall, and the fat stall owner became even more enthusiastic: "Little brother, just pick whichever you like. Because there's a sick person in my family, I need to sell these things quickly, otherwise I wouldn't."

Chen Ping ignored the stall owner and instead squatted down, picking up a rusty iron lump and examining it carefully.

Because everything in front of me is lifeless, only this inconspicuous piece of iron seems to emanate a trace of spiritual energy!

"Hey little buddy, you have a good eye. This is a guard belt from the Qing Dynasty. It got soaked underground and rusted into a lump of iron, but it's still an item from the imperial palace. If you like it, I'll sell it to you for 10,000!"

The fat stall owner, seeing Chen Ping holding that iron lump, immediately enthusiastically introduced it!

"This fat pig is going to make a killing again, I bet. Who knows what junk he dug up to sell for ten thousand!"

"This naive kid knows nothing and is easy to fool. Once he falls into Fatty's hands, he'll be completely screwed!"

The vendors around were whispering to each other, their eyes casting envious glances at the portly stall owner.

"Well, that's pretty good!"

Chen Ping nodded. He held the iron lump, feeling the spiritual energy within it growing increasingly abundant!

The stall owner, hearing this, secretly smiled before saying in a serious tone: "Of course, these are all good things. I never lie. If it weren't for my family being sick, I wouldn't sell them for 10,000 yuan. These are all my treasures..."

The fat vendor said, his eyes reddened, and a few tears actually streamed out!

Chen Ping looked at the greasy stall owner's clumsy acting with a cold smile.

"Ten thousand, I'll take it! I'll transfer the money to you!"

Chen Ping didn't hesitate, took out his phone and prepared to transfer the money!

The chubby stall owner immediately beamed with joy, taking the QR code and saying: "You're a really straightforward person, kid. But there's something old brother needs to make clear—once this item changes hands, there are no refunds. Don't come back looking for a refund later, or I won't give you one!"

"Don't worry, since I bought it, I won't back out. I admit I was unlucky."

Chen Ping smiled and directly swept over ten thousand yuan to the fat stall owner!

Hearing the news that the money had arrived, the plump stall owner's laughter rang out..."Cang Hufa roared in terror!“Humph, I don't care what kind of magic…”Chen Ping suddenly lashed out with his whip towards Cang Hufa!And on this demon whip, there is even the Demon Race's most pure pr...