The Anarchic Consort [ Chapter 1 - 199 ]

Chapter 21: Living Together And Sleeping Together

The business plaza was incomparably prosperous as it wasn’t merely the White Academy’s auxiliary compound. On the contrary, it accommodated everything anyone could wish for; restaurants, tea houses, fine jade on every side, and, of course, it also included the academy’s dining hall.

To new students who had just enrolled, the business plaza appeared particularly lively, once in awhile, they could even see an upperclassman who entered a year ahead of them. The bustling scene encompassed every area of the plaza.

Therefore no one noticed when a seemingly dainty young lady carried a long sword and entered a popular and prosperous weapons shop. She didn’t say anything as she took the sword wrapped in black cloth and placed it on the wood table.

The store manager, who originally was doing calculations on an abacus was suddenly distracted. He lifted his head and took a look at the young girl, “Miss, did you come to sell armaments?”

“Hm hmm.” The young girl responded mildly and took off the weaved bamboo hat on her head. Who else could she be but Helian Wei Wei?

The manager furrowed his brows. Quite a few new students had visited the shop and all were those half-grown kids. Wanting a weapon that belonged to them was in their nature, but this girl actually came to sell a weapon. However one looked at it, this was improbable. He sighed. Let’s consider it as buying scrap iron . . . . . the manager thought to himself as he stretched out his hand to unroll the black cloth wrapped around the long sword…..

Soon, the manager’s eyes, which followed along the black cloth that was sliding down, gradually exhibited a look of disbelief, “This, this is! Heavens, this is the Soul of Ice!

Unmistakable!

The sword obviously emitted a coldness and in addition with the level of keenness of the edge, this clearly was a first-class Soul of Ice sword!

Although this Soul of Ice wasn’t at the peak level, it was, nevertheless, absolutely precious.

No small number of martial artists would desire this treasure!

“Miss, are you certain that you want to sell this Soul of Ice to me?” The manager urgently asked, he appearance was like one who was afraid Helian Wei Wei would regret the decision.

Wei Wei’s appraisal of weapons was originally not very accurate. Having noticed the manager’s expression, she raised the price she had anticipated in her mind by three times as her eyes remained composed, “Yes.”

“If this miss doesn’t take offense, may I ask further, from which master’s hand did this Soul of Ice sword originate from?” The manager was feeling pleased as he wound the black cloth back around the long sword.

Wei Wei was like soft wind and gentle clouds, playing with the money that was handed over to her as she replied, “I made it.”

“What!?”

Clang!

The manager’s smile suddenly became stiff, as if he had heard some frightening news. Even the abacus in his hand dropped to the ground and, all of a sudden, he couldn’t remain calm anymore as his stunned eyes looked at Helian Wei Wei, “You, you just said this Soul of Ice sword was made by your own hands? No one helped you?”

“Mm hmm.” Having taken the silver, Helian Wei Wei didn’t linger. A single hand in the pocket of her cape and she got ready to leave.

Yet was held back by the manager, “Miss, please wait!”

Wei Wei raised her eyebrows and looked at the manager, “Is there something else?”

“Miss, I’ve noticed that you’re not bad at fabricating weapons, although the materials used are a little poor. Which master are you a disciple of?” The manager’s voice hinted at a slight inquiry. At the beginning, he really was amazed by the weapon this new student had brought. Yet, after thinking a bit, he realised she probably was some disciple from some random sect who wanted to show off their strength by taking out a Soul of Ice!

Wei Wei slanted her eyes downward, her eyes expressionless, “I don’t have a master.”

The manager stared vacantly.

Suddenly, he jumped up again, “Miss, please wait a bit first, wait a bit!”

Wei Wei let out a long sigh as she looked back. . . . .

The manager himself also felt that calling someone back three four times to pester them wasn’t good, however!

Look at what he has found, a martial armament genius!

This girl seemed to be no older than fifteen years old and had just entered the academy as a new student. Under the predicament of having no master to teach her, she could still unexpectedly make a first-class Soul of Ice sword!

This…..this simply was a ten years, no, was a miracle that one could only witness once in a hundred years!

He must immediately tell the emperor!

But the prerequisite was that, he absolutely could not let this girl leave like this!

“Miss, what do you think of this. We can be responsible of providing you with materials while you fabricate. Then we can recover the costs afterwards.” Once the manager finished talking, he shrewdly added a few more words, “Of course, regarding the compensation, we will not treat Miss unfairly.”

Wei Wei thought about it a bit. If the cost of investing in materials was reduced, the profit should consequently increase. And since she currently resided at the academy, it also wasn’t convenient to go down the mountain to buy materials. Therefore she might as well accept the manager’s proposal, “Sure.”