The Strongest War God

Yash Wonka smiled bitterly when he saw this. He led his men and quietly left this place. There was a hint of fear in his respect.

Looking at his appearance, it would appear that the fat Daoist priest was not a simple person.

Heather Sage’s bright eyes were filled with curiosity as she looked at the bare stall. There was not even a feather on it. It was a stark contrast to the other stalls that were filled with things.

“Daoist priest, did someone steal your things?” she asked softly.

“Who stole my things?”

The fat Daoist priest opened his eyes and stood up when he heard that something was lost.

However, as he was drunk, he was a little dizzy and lost his balance, falling to the ground the moment he stood up.

The surrounding martial artists could not help but laugh.

There were all kinds of martial artists in this bustling market today.

Weirdos from all walks of life had gathered.

There were only a few strange characters like the fat Daoist priest.

He did not even know that all his stuff was gone.

If the items had not been stolen, why would his stall be so bare? There was not even a single hair on it!

Outsiders did not know that the old Daoist priest’s things had not been placed yet!

The fat Daoist stood up unsteadily and patted the dirt off his butt. He looked at the surrounding martial artists and muttered, “The market has officially opened. It’s time for me to take out my treasures.”

After saying that, he pulled out a sack from under the chair and poured out hundreds of items.

Red agate bracelet, red Buddha beads, sandalwood carving of Maitreya Buddha, peach wood sword, demon-subduing pestle, wooden fish, and so on.

There were all kinds of strange things that dazzled people.

The fat Daoist priest picked up a string of Buddhist beads and said solemnly, “Heavenly Lord of Boundless Blessings. Female friend, please wait. I can tell from your face that you are fated with my orthodoxy. Today, I will give you something that will ensure your wealth and glory. All the evil in the world will not dare to touch you!”

Heather’s eyes were filled with suspicion. She felt that this old Daoist priest was a little like Old Man Zito.

Previously, Braydon Neal had taught her to stay far away from such old foxes. Otherwise, they would only lie to girls like her.

“This is a string of red beads from the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon,” the fat Daoist said solemnly. “My grandmaster went to Mount Sheburg 1,300 years ago and fought a black dragon that had become a spirit for seven days and seven nights. He killed it in front of the Shaolin Temple and made this precious treasure!

“I don’t want 98,000, I don’t want 38,000. I only want 998. Baby, take it home!

“Don’t worry, you won’t suffer a loss or be fooled!”

…

The fat Daoist priest was lying through his teeth.

Heather was shocked. She was already curious about martial artists.

She did not expect that the things these martial artists traded were actually so powerful.

Braydon stood at the side with his hands behind his back, his face dark.

This old Daoist priest was trying to deceive Heather.

He was actually saying that his grandmaster was so vicious that he went to the holy land of Buddhism to kill the black dragon.

What kind of place was Mount Sheburg?

The Shaolin’s headquarters!

The grandmaster of the fat Daoist was also a Daoist!

A Daoist priest running to the Buddhist temple mountain to kill the black dragon?

He should not be spouting nonsense like this.

What a joke!

He even stabbed the black dragon in front of the temple doors.

If he had killed it, then so be it. If he had refined the parts of the dragon into a long sword, then so be it. But he was actually saying that the black dragon had been refined into red Buddha beads.

Buddha beads were used by monks.

Braydon raised his left hand and grabbed Heather’s braid. He said calmly, “Follow me!”

“Little Braydon, let go of me! Don’t you dare pull my braids!” Heather shouted.

However, Braydon saw that she was unwilling to leave and actually paid for it. He was speechless for a long time.

He took a deep breath. “Don’t you realize that there’s something wrong with an old Daoist selling red Buddha beads to you?”

“That’s right. How can a Daoist sell things used by monks?”

Xana Thomas looked suspicious.

Heather took out ten hundred-dollar bills and insisted on buying it because she liked the big red bead string.

Braydon’s eyes revealed helplessness. He could only let this girl do what she wanted.

As long as she was happy!

However, Heather’s swan-like neck was wearing a string of red Buddha beads, which made her look a little strange.

The fat Daoist priest took out a red ring and said sneakily, “Fellow Daoist, I still have something else. Look carefully, this is the Qilin ring!”

“Eight hundred years ago, my teacher went to Mount Sheburg. With a hand seal, he used the Buddha’s Hand of Mercy to kill the Fire Qilin that had caused disaster. He took the Qilin’s horn and made this Qilin Ring.”

“I don’t want 88,000, I don’t want 9,800, I only want 888. Take the treasure home!”

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The fat Daoist priest had a solemn expression.

Heather’s eyes lit up when she heard that.

“Your grandmaster had a grudge against Shaolin?” Braydon asked in a deep tone.

The fat Daoist priest was slightly stunned.

Braydon continued, “A Daoist priest went to the famous Mount Sherburg’s Shaolin Temple and killed the Black Dragon. Then, he turned around and went to kill the Fire Qilin. How big of a grudge did your grandmaster have with the Shaolin Temple?”

“You liar! Heather, let’s go!”

Xana pulled Heather away. She was certain that the fat Daoist priest was a liar.

Most importantly, this kind of person was a liar at first glance!

There was no need to confirm whether it was true or not.

“Wait!” The fat Daoist followed them. “I can give you a 30% discount!”

“You still want to lie to me? Do you think I’m a fool like her?!” Xana had a tsundere look on her face as she puffed out her chest.

...

She held a black metal card in her hand and placed it in front of the fat Daoist priest.

She was using this thing to warn him not to bother them.

When the fat Daoist saw the token, his fat face could not help but tremble. He retreated in horror. “Northern military sword token?”

“Here, do you want it? I’ll give it to you for 998 dollars!” Xana tilted her head and smiled.

The fat Daoist priest’s face turned green. He smiled obsequiously and bowed. “Take care!”

He was not a fool; he could tell at a glance that it was the military sword token of the north.

It looked like a token of protection.

He, a fat Daoist priest, dared to touch the people of the north? He did not want his head anymore!

The two girls went to other stalls to play, hand in hand.

Braydon was left standing alone in front of the fat Daoist’s stall.

“Little brother, do you want the red ring? 80 cents for one!” The fat Daoist priest was so cunning.

Braydon was speechless.

After a moment of speechlessness.

Braydon felt a little tired. There were all kinds of strange characters in this market today.

The fat Daoist priest priced things based on the person!

When he met young girls like Heather and Xana, he would give them a price and then bluff them.

In the end, when he met someone like Braydon, he chose to sell his things at a low price.

Braydon looked at him deeply. He picked up a crumpled yellow Dao talisman from the stall with his slender index finger and smiled. “Eight cents, are you selling this?”

The fat Daoist priest’s face turned green!

This yellow talisman was perhaps the most valuable item in the stall.

Daoism was a super colossus with a history of thousands of years.

In ancient times, it was once revered as the state religion.

Even now, in the capital, there were many people who nominated Daoism as the state religion.

All important figures had the right to make suggestions.

Even Braydon had the right to make suggestions!

However, Braydon’s suggestion was rather important.