628 Condensate Iron
Xue Fanxin entered the Purple Cloud Tower and was blinded by the golden splendor.
Standing at the door, she did not think that there was anything special about the Purple Cloud Tower since it looked pretty ordinary.
However, after stepping through the door, you could see the real building. It was like another world. It could no longer be described as luxurious. The pillars were made of the hardest mystic crystals and illuminated by Night Pearls. Every detail was exquisite and flawless.
The first-timers would feel luxury, magnificence, and beauty.
Those who knew the ropes could tell that the Purple Cloud Tower was protected by arrays. There were countless formations of all sizes, and every floor had hidden mechanisms.
Such an exquisite, dazzling, mysterious, and powerful building must have someone big backing them.
“Wow… This place is so beautiful!” Xue Fanxin was dazzled by the various mystic crystals and the goods placed inside. Every one of them looked extraordinary. She didn’t have the heart to touch anything, only appreciating it with her eyes.
A piece of jewelry placed in the hall attracted her attention.
It was a ring. The style was similar to the ring she had seen in Ghost Street. She could tell at a glance that its designer Pei Xiangxiang.
Back when she saw it on Ghost Street, she was already shocked. Seeing another one… It seemed that Pei Xiangxiang was doing well here. Not only was her life comfortable, but her reputation had also risen.
Ye Jiushang sensed Xue Fanxin’s abnormality and saw the ring. He frowned, his eyes revealing disgust. He asked unhappily, “This belongs to the Ouyang family?”
“Master, this indeed belongs to the Ouyang family. It is the latest work from Master Ouyang. This interspatial ring has been in the exhibition hall for three days. The Ouyang family’s request is to display it for five days. Whoever offers the highest price will get it. The price has already reached 30 million crystal coins. There’s still potential to rise.”
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“Return it to the Ouyang family and say that the Purple Cloud Tower doesn’t sell defective goods.”
“Master, this… this ring was made by Master Ouyang. There are no flaws!” Steward Zhao could not understand what was going on, but he could tell that his master was not too happy.
Xue Fanxin knew that Ye Jiushang was doing this for her. She took a deep breath and did not let herself be confused by such a small matter. “Ah Jiu, you don’t have to do this. It’s just an interspatial ring. Don’t break the rules of the Purple Cloud Tower for a ring.”
“I did not break any rules. This ring has flaws. There’s a very serious problem.” Ye Jiushang walked to the ring and took it in his hand. With a casual squeeze, the ring broke into two. He threw the pieces to Steward Zhao and said coldly, “Is the Purple Cloud Tower selling something refined from condensate iron?”
Steward Zhao’s expression changed drastically, and he almost dropped the two halves.
Ye Jiushang ignored him and left with Xue Fanxin, walking deeper inside.
