Chapter 271: Legendary Long Sword Night Hunt

Cheng Shuili's gaze turned toward the passage; at its end was a circular stone chamber, and on the central stone platform lay a long sword entirely black, lying still.

Shi Nian suddenly became solemn; she first knelt on one knee at the stone chamber entrance, used her claw to cut her palm, and let the blood drip into the stone trough before the door.

The blood flowed along the groove, instantly illuminating the chamber's runes, and a pale blue light streamed across the walls.

This bizarre self‑mutilation and the wondrous blue glow added a hint of mystery to the space, yet Cheng Shuili's focus was on the wound on Shi Nian's palm.

There, it's all fuzzy; there's not a single tear. This one… acts so devout, the performance is actually quite genuine.

But Cheng Shuili didn't expose her; putting on a mystic act is fine, as long as it isn't used to raise the price.

Perhaps that's also part of their art.

"This sword is called Night Hunt," Shi Nian, still unclear about what just happened, said in a low, reverent voice, her mane faintly glowing in the blue light, "it was forged from the spine bone of a shadow leopard that lived three hundred years."

She turned her head and glanced at the expressionless Cheng Shuili, as if displeased, and said, "You may not know what a shadow leopard is; its status in our culture is just like the dragon's status in yours."

Cheng Shuili was originally a bit curious, but she didn't show it.

Hearing that, she couldn't help but curl her lips and let out a light laugh.

Dragons are nonexistent creatures; so… where did this one get a shadow leopard's spine bone?

Cheng Shuili didn't jump to conclusions; instead she raised her hand, attempting to touch the long sword.

She has to see the item's details, right?

When this shopkeeper starts bragging, there's no limit; maybe in a moment they'll actually dare to ask Cheng Shuili for over a hundred thousand Game Coins.

How could that be allowed?

Just as Cheng Shuili's hand was about to touch the hilt, the blade emitted a soft "hum," and fine silver patterns appeared on the black surface, like a galaxy of stars in the night sky.

This...

Cheng Shuili was truly shocked this time; she didn't pause, but instantly seized the long sword.

The patterns became even more distinct, as if a superweapon had been activated.

At first Cheng Shuili thought this was also something Shi Nian had fabricated, but when her fingertip brushed the blade and truly felt those patterns, she finally believed that this great smith's creation was genuine.

Shi Nian keenly noticed Cheng Shuili's change of expression, raised an eyebrow lightly, and her displeasure at this human's unauthorized touch lessened considerably.

She never dislikes humans with aesthetic sense.

Seizing this perfect opportunity, Cheng Shuili began to examine the weapon's detailed description.

【Legendary Long Sword Night Hunt】

【Description: With a shadow leopard bone as the spine and moon‑silver sand as the blade, this divine weapon incorporates the smith's lifelong blood and sweat, and is the unsurpassable pinnacle of his life! Perhaps sharing the smith's temperament, it differs from other legendary divine weapons; purchasing it is merely the threshold to conquer it. To wield it, you must earn its approval. Once approved, the added attribute points are permanent!】

【Current attribute point bonus: 0 (each of the three attributes can have up to fifteen points!)}

Fifteen points?!!

Three attributes each fifteen points—that's way too much, right?

And it's truly made from a shadow leopard's bone.

Cheng Shuili lifted her head, and her gaze toward the great smith carried a strand of heartfelt respect.

Shi Nian, though unaware of what happened, felt a sense of accomplishment being watched so intently by a human.

Cheng Shuili couldn't bear to set the long sword down; she lifted her hand, gently brushed the icy blade of Night Hunt, and said warmly, "I really like this weapon; I want to buy it."

Cheng Shuili didn't wait for Shi Nian to speak, adding, "Since you're open for business, you shouldn't have any non‑sale items in this shop, right?"

Shi Nian was unmoved: "This one in your hand isn't a non‑sale item, but I don't sell it to ordinary people either. I told you from the beginning that I'm only bringing you to see a true divine weapon."

Her voice carried a hint of swagger; she was clearly extremely proud.

Cheng Shuili chuckled lightly; no matter what this one said, from the moment she saw the long sword she knew it was definitely hers.

"Name your price, Miss Shi Nian."

Cheng Shuili, in the confident tone once despised by the rich, said, "Thirty thousand Game Coins is too low, it doesn't match this long sword. How about seventy thousand, or even one hundred thousand?"

The more she spoke, the brighter Shi Nian's eyes became, as if the beastman who just said she wouldn't sell to ordinary people wasn't her.

Shi Nian swallowed hard; the shop had just opened and cost a huge sum.

Moreover, up to now she hasn't completed a single transaction and even lost a dagger, which only added insult to injury to her already modest livelihood.

And now, selling just one piece would bring her a hundred thousand Game Coins!

That's a hundred thousand Game Coins!!!

Moreover, this human's willingness to bid a hundred thousand Game Coins for this sword says a lot, doesn't it?

This human is definitely someone who knows value.

What art, what steadfastness...

As long as she sells this piece, she'll have no worries about food and drink for the next two years.

Life itself is on the brink of collapse; her material foundation is near ruin, and Shi Nian can no longer consider spiritual matters.

Exactly.

She made the difficult decision, and just as she was about to accept Cheng Shuili's deal, a brash voice came from outside the door.

"Boss! Where are the people?!"

Shi Nian's complexion turned especially sour; she muttered a curse under her breath and, extremely impatient, ripped open the curtain and went out.

Su Rui didn't catch what she said, and looked bewildered at Cheng Shuili.

Cheng Shuili's eyes flashed with a hint of interest, and she followed Shi Nian out.

Because Shi Nian had just cursed, "These wolf pups are back again."

Wolf pups.

Cheng Shuili has always been good at getting to the point.

As soon as she lifted the curtain, she saw three gray wolf beastmen swaggering into the shop.

They wore matching black uniforms, bronze badges on their waists engraved with the city emblem, and comically had human municipal red armbands tied to their tails.

"Lion Boss, have you gotten the business license?" The leading wolf beastman tapped the counter with his claw, a toothpick still clenched between his fangs. "How many days have you been open? Without a business license, we don't allow you to open the door."

Cheng Shuili noticed the hair on Shi Nian's tail seemed to have flared up; she seemed to take a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.

The wolf's point made some sense, Cheng Shuili didn't speak rashly, and the gray wolf beastman also didn't see her.

"Captain Wolf Three," Shi Nian squeezed a voice out between his teeth, "I remember I've explained this many times; I submitted the application the week before last."

Hearing this, Cheng Shuili already understood the situation; scum exist everywhere, the wolf clan is no exception.

"Is that so?" The beastman called Wolf Three pretended to flip through the register, then slammed the book shut with a "snap," "but the system can't find it!"

Two young werewolves behind him immediately laughed in unison, one even deliberately knocked over the weapon rack against the wall, and a dozen short swords "clattered" onto the floor.

Cheng Shuili watched with a cold eye.

The three wolves' uniforms were absurdly new, not a speck of dirt, clearly not often worn.

"How about this," Wolf Three suddenly leaned close to Shi Nian, lowered his voice, "pay a three‑ten‑thousand Game Coin late fee, and I'll expedite the processing..."

30,000?

He really dares to ask.

Cheng Shuili shook her head silently; although she didn't know Shi Nian's shop's profit and loss, from Shi Nian's reaction to 100,000 Game Coin she guessed he couldn't produce the 30,000 Game Coin.

Shi Nian's reaction also wasn't what Cheng Shuili expected.

"Nonsense!"

Shi Nian finally erupted, slamming a palm onto the counter; the steel surface instantly dented with five claw marks. "Yesterday Hu Cheng said my application had already been approved! So now you say I have to pay money, is that it?"

Wolf Three was startled by the sudden roar and stepped back two paces; the insignia on his tail flared open.

But he quickly straightened his chest, feigning bravery while trembling, and pointed at the wall: "What about the fire inspection? Your crappy shop doesn't even have a fire extinguisher!"

"Fire extinguisher?"

Shi Nian, furious, turned and snatched a red‑hot iron hammer from the furnace, "I am the best fire extinguisher!"

He swung the hammer down with a whoosh; sparks flew, and the blue‑gray stone slab instantly cracked in a spider‑web pattern.

The three wolves all stepped back in unison.

Cheng Shuili noted that although they forced composure, their ears were pressed tightly to the back of their heads—a natural fear response of canids.

"You… you're using violent resistance!"

Wolf Three's voice sharpened, "According to the City Management Regulations Chapter …"

"What a…!" Shi Nian swung the hammer, tracing a graceful arc, "The wolf cub who stole my dagger was your cousin, right? Today we'll settle old and new accounts together!"

Cousin?

So their whole family are no good.

Cheng Shuili wasn't in a hurry to leave; after being treated like this by wolves, they should taste some hardship.

Shi Nian's hammer traced a beautiful arc in mid‑air, but just as it was about to hit Wolf Three's snout it suddenly veered, clanging onto the floor tile beside his foot.

Though it didn't even brush a single hair of Wolf Three, it was enough to scare his courage away. Shards flew, and Wolf Three's tail burst into a feather‑duster of fur.

"Block her!"

Two werewolf henchmen lunged at once, but were kicked away mid‑air by Shi Nian's spinning kick.

One slammed into the weapon rack; dozens of swords and knives cascaded down, frightening him into covering his head and fleeing like a mouse.

The other fared worse, falling straight into the water‑quenching pool, splashing water everywhere.

Unbearable to watch, truly unbearable.

Wolf Three, enraged by Shi Nian's series of moves, trembled all over, staggered back to the doorway, his red insignia tilted to one side.