Watching the man before him.
Zhang Tian was a little stunned.
Xie Yuchen of the Xie family! No wonder Zhang Tian found him familiar. Wasn't this a perfect replica from a TV series?
Moreover, the first impression Zhang Tian had of this Xie Yuchen was that he was calm and not impatient.
When Zhang Tian was buying those two magical artifacts just now, he must have been observing him.
Zhang Tian could tell that Xie Yuchen also wanted the magical artifacts he had just bought, but he didn't make a move to snatch them or probe Zhang Tian.
Clearly, this man was very meticulous.
Looking at Zhang Tian, Xie Yuchen frowned slightly.
"What? You know me?"
Xie Yuchen was somewhat surprised.
Zhang Tian smiled, "No, Young Master Xie gives me an unfathomable feeling. My name is Zhang Tian, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Zhang Tian smiled. He and Xie Yuchen had only met once.
"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you. By the way, I have some things to do. See you again if fate allows."
As Xie Yuchen spoke, he hurried away, carrying his axe.
"They must know about the magical artifacts too. It seems the people of the Nine Gates are extraordinary."
Zhang Tian's expression was serious.
If Xie Yuchen had spent five hundred thousand just to buy this axe, Zhang Tian would have thought he was an idiot.
But if it was a magical artifact, the situation was entirely different.
Let alone five hundred thousand, even five million would find a buyer.
Zhang Tian didn't think any further. He picked up his things and went straight home.
He wanted to cultivate the jade pendant he got this morning as soon as possible.
Then he would study the items he had just acquired.
At this moment, at the trial site.
[Fake, right? An axe for half a million? This t/
[Legendary immortal artifact? What a joke, how can such a thing exist in the world.]
The audience below was in an uproar.
Chen Xi, who had always been known for her scientific approach, was also stunned.
She had disdained metaphysics since she was a child, but the appearances of Zhang Tian and the others forced her to doubt.
"The four of them are almost a hundred years old, yet they still look like they are in their thirties or forties. Could what he said be true?"
"I've read in my grandfather's ancient books that there are many things in heaven and earth that science cannot explain. There's a martial art that can prolong life. Could it be true?"
Chen Xi's heart trembled.
She looked at Zhang Tian, her eyes flickering.
If possible, she even wanted to dissect Zhang Tian and the others for research.
The scene continued.
After Zhang Tian returned home, he greeted his parents and went straight to his room.
His father was named Zhang Xiangyu.
Yes, he had the same name as the Hegemon-King of Western Chu. Unfortunately, he didn't have the same destiny. His father was frail but deeply knowledgeable about cultural relics.
His mother, Fang Cuilan, was from the north and had a fiery temper.
"How do I use this thing? Is it like the description?"
Zhang Tian looked at the jade pendant, his expression focused.
Gradually, his consciousness actually entered the jade pendant.
Those watching thought Zhang Tian had fallen asleep.
The screen directly froze on Zhang Tian lying in bed.
Everyone thought Zhang Tian in the image had fallen asleep.
But in reality, Zhang Tian entered a dark space, where there were many Taoist patterns and inscriptions.
And an old man was performing acrobatics for Zhang Tian.
"Turtle Breathing Technique"
"By learning this technique, you can prolong your life, conserve your energy, and cultivate a small amount of primal energy."
"Cultivated to great success, your lifespan can be extended by a hundred years."
Listening to the old man's rambling, Zhang Tian felt a little disappointed.
He thought it would be some kind of omnipotent technique, capable of traversing heaven and earth.
To his surprise, it was a turtle-like technique for health preservation.
"This thing is definitely suitable for my dad."
Zhang Tian was a bit speechless, but since it could cultivate primal energy, he reluctantly accepted it.
Primal energy, Zhang Tian guessed, was a form of true qi. As long as he could get stronger, it was fine.
Thus, Zhang Tian listened to the old man's rambling and became engrossed.
At this moment, Fatty Wang and Hu Bayi were sitting on the bed.
"Old Hu, are Tomb Robbers that powerful?"
"What was that thing about life and death, were they legendary officers?"
Fatty had been listening to Hu Bayi tell stories about Tomb Robbers all night.
He listened with utmost seriousness.
Especially when he heard about the treasures in the tombs, he almost drooled.
Hu Bayi looked at Fatty and shook his head.
"There's not much use in telling you these things. They were all left by my grandfather, and I don't know if they're true."
Hu Bayi said, recalling his own techniques.
Zhang Tian said his was a cultivation method, but Hu Bayi had never fully understood it.
"This time when we enter the tomb, neither of us has experience. Be as careful as possible. And that Young Master Zhang, we don't know him very well yet."
"If anything happens, we should be wary of him."
Hu Bayi said.
After all, the few of them had just met and weren't exactly brothers.
It could be said they were just meeting each other's needs, so Hu Bayi was naturally vigilant.
Fatty nodded and picked up his shovel.
"It's almost twelve o'clock, Old Hu. Get ready, we should go."
Fatty said, and Hu Bayi nodded, also bringing a piece of his equipment.
Soon, it was midnight.
Fatty and Hu Bayi, as agreed, arrived at the entrance of Zhang Tian's antique shop.
"Damn it, is he playing a trick on Fatty? Why is no one here?"
"Wait, Fatty will knock on the door."
Seeing no one around, and it being pitch black, Fatty's temper flared.
He began to bang on Zhang Tian's door.
Zhang Tian was in the midst of cultivating, reaching the intermediate stage and circulating primal energy.
Unfortunately, he was interrupted by the knocking.
"Who's so brilliant, knocking on the door in the middle of the night."
Zhang Tian muttered to himself, then frowned.
"Holy crap, I almost forgot, we're going to the tomb tonight!"
Startled, Zhang Tian quickly tidied up his equipment.
He had originally planned to study the saber tonight, but now it seemed he should bring it along.
Zhang Tian took all the equipment he had just bought and then rushed out.
His father often paid no attention to Zhang Tian, and his mother probably wouldn't mind if Zhang Tian snuck out for a few days.
"Damn it, if you don't come out soon, Fatty will kick down the door."
Fatty spat a mouthful of saliva, intending to kick down Zhang Tian's door.
"Buzz buzz..."
Just then, a sound came from the garage.
Immediately after, an off-road vehicle was driven out by Zhang Tian.
"Fatty, whose door are you going to kick?"
Zhang Tian's face was filled with amusement.
Fatty's face instantly bloomed like a hundred flowers.
"Heh heh, kick my door, of course, I'll kick my own door."
"By the way, Young Master Zhang, why are you so slow?"
Fatty chuckled foolishly, scratching his head.
Hu Bayi looked at Zhang Tian's car from the side.
It looked much cooler than a military vehicle.
"I overslept, sorry."
"Alright, let's get in the car first. We'll talk on the way. Old Hu, you sit in the passenger seat."
Zhang Tian said, and Hu Bayi nodded.
"Hey, Fatty gets carsick, let me sit in the passenger seat."
Fatty said with a chuckle, and Zhang Tian and Hu Bayi both gave him a sideways glance.
"Young Master Zhang might have something to discuss with me, so you'll have to bear with it."
Hu Bayi said. He was very clever and immediately guessed Zhang Tian's intentions.
Fatty then smiled sheepishly.
"Heh heh, just kidding, let's go, we're leaving."
Fatty said, got up and sat in the back seat, while Hu Bayi sat in the front passenger seat.
The car quickly left Zhang Tian's antique shop.