"Haoy, really!?"

Qin Tian and Yun Xiyue exchanged glances, both equally surprised.

By all accounts, Qin Feng had just demonstrated his strength. What other eight-year-old could possess such terrifying combat power?

In contrast, although Qin Hao had the rare Supreme Bone, it hadn't been activated yet, so no one knew how strong he truly was.

Regarding this—

Lin Hao merely smiled, offering no explanation.

His choice of Qin Hao was not made lightly but after careful consideration of the pros and cons.

It was well known that Qin Feng and Qin Hao were twins, and their talents couldn't be too different.

From the fact that Qin Feng had just broken all sorts of records and Qin Hao could immediately follow suit, it was clear that Qin Hao's talent was slightly superior to Qin Feng's.

Given that both received the same education and background, Lin Hao naturally leaned towards the brother with the Supreme Bone.

Most importantly, there had been rumors in the Archaic Era that the blood moon prodigy born eight years ago was Qin Feng, a major threat to the Great Xia Royal Family.

Investing in Qin Feng was too risky; investing in Qin Hao was safer.

If anything ever happened to the Qin Family, Qin Hao would have no choice but to align with their Tianxin City.

"Alright then!"

Qin Tian didn't ask further questions. His goal was to form an alliance through marriage.

As long as the two major powers of Great Xia's east and west joined forces, even if the Great Xia Royal Family allied with other families, they would have to consider the consequences. As long as they could buy time for the two little ones to grow, the Qin Family would have won.

Thus, with an unspoken agreement between the parents, a marriage alliance based on mutual interests was set.

Meanwhile, the two involved parties were unaware, as Lin Xiner was exploring the Qin Family City with the brothers, accompanied by Lin San.

"Why do I feel like I could die at any moment!?"

As a Destined Great Villain, Qin Feng felt no sense of security even in the Qin Family City, surrounded by millions of Qin Family members, when he was with two Epic-level Chosen Ones.

He feared they might activate their auras and send the whole family packing.

"Wow, it's so lively here!"

Lin Xiner couldn't help but exclaim as they arrived at the Qin Family's marketplace.

Unlike a common market selling vegetables, this was a cultivator's market, selling treasures like spiritual herbs, elixirs, and magical artifacts.

Since the Qin Family was the absolute ruler of the eastern Great Daxia Dynasty, the safety of Qin Family City was unquestionable.

Every day, many external cultivators came to trade, and the Qin Family needed these transactions to strengthen their disciples, gradually forming a free trade market.

"Huh?"

Qin Hao and Lin San's eyes lit up simultaneously, both staring at a worn-out small cauldron.

"Huh!!"

Qin Feng also perked up, as if an old pervert had unlocked a new position.

Instead of worrying about being outdone by these two Chosen Ones, he decided to use their unreasonable luck to treasure hunt. If both Chosen Ones were interested in the small cauldron, it surely wasn't ordinary.

"I saw it first!"

"I saw it first!"

Qin Hao and Lin San glared at each other, neither willing to give up the cauldron.

But as they bickered, Qin Feng transformed into the fisherman and asked the seller for the price.

"It was originally 1000 Spirit Stones, but if the young master wants it, how about 888 Spirit Stones!?"

The vendor cautiously quoted the price, watching Qin Feng's expression as if ready to lower the price at the slightest frown.

No choice!

Who dared to disrespect the local power that was the Qin Family!?

"888 Spirit Stones!?"

Passing cultivators stopped, exclaiming that the vendor must be crazy for money.

A single Spirit Stone could ensure a mortal's lifetime of sustenance, and a cultivator could absorb it to equal a week's hard training. Yet this small cauldron dared to be priced at 888 Spirit Stones.

The vendor was also nervous.

He had no intention of ripping off Qin Feng; the cauldron's origin was simply too unusual.

He was once a minor leader in the Tiger Head Gang, with over ten thousand members. One day, the gang leader learned of a ruin and led the gang to excavate it.

After sacrificing over ten thousand members, they finally reached the ruin's depths.

There was no imagined golden scene, only a small cauldron enshrined on a stone platform.

The gang leader, whether due to severe injuries or some other reason, spat blood and died, leaving him the sole survivor.

The small cauldron, obtained at the cost of ten thousand lives, was already a bargain at 888 Spirit Stones.

"Alright, I'll take it for 888 Spirit Stones!"

Fearing any delay, Qin Feng instructed the vendor to collect the money from the Qin Family.

As the eldest son of the Qin Family, the top family of the Archaic Era, it was reasonable not to carry money.

"Thank you, young master!"

The vendor gratefully handed the small cauldron to Qin Feng.

"You..."

Lin San was dumbfounded, shocked by Qin Feng's extravagance.

He hadn't even inspected the item or haggled over the price, sealing the deal at 888 Spirit Stones.

Even with money, who was this reckless!?

Yet, for some reason, he felt something was off. Though he didn't know the cauldron's use, his intuition told him it was valuable, and his success largely relied on his intuition.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for disrupting the Chosen One's opportunity, earning a chance to draw a prize!"

"So it really is a treasure!"

Qin Feng examined the small cauldron closely but found nothing special.

Fuck!!

Why such a double standard!?

Why could the protagonist instinctively tell it was a treasure, while he could only see a small worn-out cauldron?

He was indignant, the villain was indignant!!

"Brother, brother, can I have it, please!?"

Qin Hao began shaking Qin Feng's arm, trying to look cute and pitiful to get the cauldron.

But Qin Feng never fell for that, only his sister could make him compromise.

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However, since he couldn't see anything special about the small cauldron, he thought he might as well let his Chosen One brother activate it.

"Alright then!"

Qin Feng said seriously, "I just bought this small cauldron for 888 Spirit Stones. As your brother, I'll cover two eights. If you pay the remaining eight, I'll lend it to you for a few days, how about that!?"

"Brother, you're the best!!"

Qin Hao, not quite grasping the situation, happily took out a pouch.

It was a storage bag commonly used by cultivators, containing his New Year's money saved over the years, which Qin Feng had been eyeing for a long time.

Soon—

Under Qin Feng's persuasion, Qin Hao handed over an eight, which was 800 Spirit Stones.

"Uh..."

The onlookers were speechless. Even a kindergarten diploma would have prevented falling for this...