Chapter 32

Just when Long Xuan had waited until the flowers were about to wither, a familiar face finally took the stage.

This time, the one walking to the table was a bald youth; Long Xuan felt familiar the moment he saw this youth—wasn't he the very same Little Medicine Boy who had sold him the alchemy furnace?

This Little Medicine Boy had become quite famous in recent years, with a rapid cultivation speed, having shot up to the late Spirit Gathering stage in just a few years.

One had to know that he wasn't even eighteen yet; a late Spirit Gathering stage cultivator under eighteen was rare even in great clans, so for a time, this Little Medicine Boy was in the limelight and gradually became a figure known to everyone in the market, currently at the height of his popularity.

However, this Little Medicine Boy just loved selling junk; last time he sold waste pills that no one wanted, and this time, who knew what kind of waste he would sell.

Long Xuan was looking forward to it.

Sure enough, this bald Little Medicine Boy didn't disappoint him, and to the astonished gazes of everyone, he actually took out a fragmentary treasure map.

This treasure map had one-tenth burned away by fire; although the area wasn't large, this was a riddle treasure map, and the missing part happened to be the most critical section.

With this part of the treasure map missing, don't even think about finding the treasure location; a useless treasure map was naturally worthless.

Everyone was bewildered, and before the Little Medicine Boy could speak, someone below shouted: "What kind of trick are you playing? Why are you bringing out a piece of waste paper? Don't you dare tell me you want to sell waste paper here; do you really think someone will buy this ghost thing?"

Many people below revealed sneers; they had already seen that this was a damaged treasure map and was fundamentally useless. If it were really useful, he would have gone to find the treasure himself; why would he bring it here to find a sucker?

Facing the questioning of the crowd, the Little Medicine Boy didn't care and continued to act as he pleased: "Who says it's useless? This treasure map only has one-tenth of its area damaged; what if there's someone smart enough to guess the treasure location based on the nine-tenths of the map?"

"What if someone has the ability to repair everything? Repairing a damaged treasure map wouldn't be simple and easy?"

"What if someone has the ability to divine? They could divine the exact treasure location based on just a little information."

"All of this is possible; just because you think it's useless doesn't mean it's useless to others," the Little Medicine Boy said disdainfully.

"What kind of daydreaming are you doing? You've read too many novels, haven't you? 'Ability to repair everything'—I want to repair you right now, repair your brain!"

The people below weren't moved by his words at all and scoffed one after another; anyone who believed such ghost-deceiving words was a fool.

Only Long Xuan was lost in thought; it had to be said that what this Little Medicine Boy said really had some truth to it.

The world was vast and full of wonders; any kind of ghost ability could possibly appear. Who dared to be certain that the kind of golden finger from novels that could repair everything didn't exist in this world?

His own ability to enlarge everything didn't exist in this world before, didn't he create it anyway? Everything was possible.

And not to mention this kind of ability, similar divination abilities were very likely to exist in this world, it was just that such heaven-defying abilities were too far away from ordinary loose cultivators, and no one would believe they would be so lucky as to encounter one.

So the Little Medicine Boy's words were theoretically achievable, it was just that the possibility of them appearing in this region was zero; no matter how eloquently he spoke, it was useless.

Long Xuan looked at the treasure map again; it showed a progress of 【90.98%】. His heart stirred—could he complete this fragmentary map through blind guessing?

Since he could liver out Gu formulas through blind guessing, by the same logic, he could also liver out a complete treasure map through blind guessing.

The only difference was that the former involved guessing characters, while the latter involved guessing lines.

If he placed a piece of paper under the fragmentary map and then blindly drew over the hole, the progress disappearing would mean he drew it wrong, so he would erase it and draw again; if the progress increased, it would prove he drew it right, and he would continue to guess—theoretically, he would eventually liver out a complete treasure map.

Long Xuan took a deep breath; the Little Medicine Boy was actually right—it was really possible that someone who could repair fragmentary maps existed in this world, and coincidentally, this person happened to be right here on the scene.

After waiting for so long, he had finally waited for an opportunity to pick up a big bargain.

Long Xuan instantly became energized and revealed an excited smile.

He didn't know what kind of treasure was buried in this treasure map, but it wasn't impossible at all that it was a heavy treasure worth hundreds of millions; this time, he might really be about to strike it rich.

Long Xuan could no longer restrain himself, immediately walked up, and said: "I want this fragmentary map; what do you intend to trade for it!"

Hearing this familiar voice, the Little Medicine Boy was stunned, then blurted out: "It's you again! Are you addicted to buying junk?"

Long Xuan's expression stiffened, but he still restrained himself and said: "I am the kind of extremely smart person you mentioned; based on just nine-tenths of the content, I can deduce the treasure location."

The Little Medicine Boy curled his lip, clearly not believing him—who was he trying to fool? If he could really deduce the treasure location with his intelligence, would he bring it out to sell? Wasn't this a disguised way of mocking his low intelligence?

"You wouldn't really have the ability to repair everything, would you!" The Little Medicine Boy's eyes widened, and he suddenly exclaimed.

"I'll repair your big head! I'm asking if you're selling or not; if you're not selling, I'm leaving right now!"

Long Xuan was thoroughly angered by this little brat; he was starting to spread rumors about him again, and shouting so loudly at that.

What if the people below all believed it and really thought he had the ability to repair everything—wouldn't that be a disaster?

He now had the urge to tear this Little Medicine Boy's mouth to shreds.

"Selling! Of course I'm selling! Only a fool wouldn't sell!"

Seeing that there was really a sucker who wanted to trade for his broken map, the Little Medicine Boy was too happy to let such a good opportunity slip by.

"I want the kind of spirit pill from just now; just give me a hundred of them," the Little Medicine Boy said quickly.

"Just ten! Take it or leave it!"

Long Xuan heavily slapped a pill bottle onto the table; just kidding, if he took the fragmentary map at such a high price, others would really suspect he had the ability to repair everything.

(End of chapter)