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Chapter 200: Free Giveaway

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"Two Human Weapon schools?"

Niutou Mianju pondered for a moment.

Jiang Cheng could tell from the tone that the other side was unimpressed.

"Do you know which two Human Weapon schools?"

"Seven Star Palm and Broken Jade Fist."

"These two, huh."

Niutou Mianju smiled and shook his head, "Although these two have the most acupoints among Human Weapon schools, I basically possess every Human Weapon school, so these two are naturally no exception."

"You have all Human Weapon schools?"

Jiang Cheng said in astonishment.

"Hahaha, indeed."

Niutou Mianju was somewhat proud, "It's not just Human Weapon; I've also collected many Earth Martial, and even a couple of Heaven Martial. You don't need to worry about the authenticity of Secret Martial Arts."

He patted his chest and said, "I've had experts examine these Secret Martial Arts; even if there are problematic parts, we've made adjustments to ensure no issues arise during cultivation."

Jiang Cheng silently praised it.

But upon further thought, this approach is indeed feasible.

Creating Secret Martial Arts is difficult; even top experts may not be able to forge a new one.

However, whether a Secret Martial Art has issues can still be discerned by masters; the more skilled can even make adjustments.

"Friend, I have many Earth Martial here; would you like to buy a couple of schools?"

Niutou Mianju's voice rang out.

"The price I sell to you is twenty percent cheaper than the market price, and I personally guarantee it's genuine; if you encounter any issues during cultivation, you can come to me at any time, and I will never shirk."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng felt a stir of interest.

Twenty percent cheaper than the market price.

That means it might be cheaper than buying within the Dawn Society? As for the most important thing—whether it's genuine—it's no longer a concern for him.

"Friend, I'm really sorry, I don't have much money this time; how about I wait for the next Black Market opening and then buy an Earth Martial from you."

"No problem, no problem."

Niutou Mianju waved his hands repeatedly, then whispered, "Actually you don't need to wait until mid‑month; if you really want to buy, you can contact me after you get back. I'll tell you the Secret Martial Arts over the phone, and you don't have to pay all at once—you can give me a portion first, and I'll tell you the corresponding part. You needn't doubt its authenticity; in our line, reputation is everything. Think about it: if I were scamming you, would I still be standing here so boldly?"

"Alright, then give me your contact information."

Jiang Cheng pulled out his phone.

At this point, how could he not guess the other party's identity?

Most likely a second‑tier dealer.

He trades Secret Martial Arts obtained from others, then sells them at a slightly lower price.

But having this option isn't bad.

After all, the Black Market opens only twice a month, each requiring a half‑month wait, and this way he doesn't have to worry about the money's dubious source; once he has it, he can spend it.

"Alright, alright."

Niutou Mianju became even happier.

He didn't expect to have a potential client right away.

Sure enough, newcomers just entering the Black Market are easy to talk to, unlike those seasoned slicksters who either shut you out or try to cheat.

"Alright, here's my contact info; feel free to reach out anytime, I guarantee my reputation. Let's say our meeting is fate; I'll give you a Secret Martial Art first." "?"

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng froze his hand that held the phone.

"Friend, are you serious? You want to give me one?"

"Exactly. However, this Secret Martial Art is rather ordinary; I hope you won't disdain it, friend." Niutou Mianju looked a bit embarrassed, scratched his head, "It's mainly to prove my reputation."

"If you, big brother, really want to give me one for free, I wouldn't even have time to be happy, let alone disdain it."

Jiang Cheng immediately changed his address.

"Hahaha, you're being too polite, little brother. The Secret Martial Art I'm giving you is called Flower Fist; it can open up to ten acupoints, and once all are unlocked, you can become a Second-level Force Warrior. I know this Secret Martial Art is a bit of a chicken‑rib for you, but its difficulty is low; if cultivated to completion, it can strengthen your skillful learning and absorb a bit more Force. Even if you don't reach completion, you can practice it when you hit a bottleneck with those two Secret Martial Arts, perhaps gaining insight."

"Then thank you, big brother."

Jiang Cheng quickly expressed his thanks.

Indeed, as the other side said, this Secret Martial Art is very ordinary.

But getting it for free is another matter.

And for him, the more Secret Martial Arts he collects, the better.

"You're welcome, little brother. You can take out your phone to record, including any future trades with others; it's best to record. One, it makes it easy to log later; two, some people have questionable character, and without a recording you might encounter trouble, possibly ending up losing money to avoid disaster."

"Alright."

Jiang Cheng noted everything one by one.

In fact, it proved the other side was indeed reputation‑focused.

His words fell silent.

The Flower Fist on the Panel was fully collected.

Probably because this Secret Martial Art has fewer acupoints, it only has three stages: Entry, Mastery, Completion.

"How is it, little brother? Any unclear points? If so, feel free to speak up."

"Big brother truly is a man of integrity; I see no problem with this Secret Martial Art, it should be genuine."

"Hahaha, of course. In our line, reputation is everything. Little brother, anything else? If not, I'll go check another room."

Having said that, Niutou Mianju stood up.

"Big brother, I do have one more question."

"Oh? You speak."

"I want to inquire about the auction price of the Spirit Nourishing Pill, what is it usually?"

"So that's the question, it's a small matter."

Niutou Mianju thought for a moment and said, "These two items are never hard to sell. In the past, a bottle of Primary Spirit Nourishing Pill could fetch eleven thousand to twelve thousand, and the price of Intermediate Spirit Nourishing Pill is usually twice that, but this time the situation is a bit different because three headline items have been released."

"I recall that at the last Auction there was only one A-grade Alloy Battle Knife, which was the headline item. This time, just the Obsidian Set alone is worth more than that Alloy Battle Knife from last time, let alone the other two items. So I guess the other goods shouldn't be too fiercely contested; if you're lucky, you can get a bottle of Primary Spirit Nourishing Pill for eight or nine thousand. Of course, that's when several bottles are auctioned together—single bottles are still a bit hard. The same applies to Intermediate Spirit Nourishing Pill."

"I see."

Jiang Cheng listened and couldn't help but feel his spirit lift.

Even if it costs ten thousand to obtain a bottle of Primary Spirit Nourishing Pill, he still thinks it's not a loss.

If he could get it for eight or nine thousand, that would of course be even better.

"Alright, little brother, I'll leave now. Remember, if you need anything, just give me a call directly; my side is absolutely reputable."

Niutou Mianju waved his hand, walked out, and thoughtfully closed the door behind him.

(End of chapter)

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