You Call This A D-Level Ability?

Jincheng, in a house in the west of the city.

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Heavy breathing sounds were heard.

On the big bed, a man wrapped in black energy was sitting cross-legged, breathing out continuously.

His face looked the same as that of an ordinary person, but between his eyebrows, there seemed to be a jet black gem embedded in it.

The gem was buried deep between his brows, constantly reflecting jet-black light as he breathed.

"puff!"

Suddenly, the man turned pale, opened his eyes suddenly, and spit out a large mouthful of blood in front of him.

"Damn the Void Hunter!"

There was a fierce glint in his eyes, and he cursed in a low voice with an extremely dull voice.

"We must replenish energy and recover from injuries as soon as possible!"

"Both Void Beasts were killed by Void Hunters. They will definitely take precautions in advance and search for my location."

"But these Void Hunters are average in strength."

He jumped off the bed, with a sneer on his lips, and suddenly stretched out his right palm.

In the palm of his hand, a mass of mist continued to surge, and the appearance of a ferocious wolf spirit could be vaguely glimpsed.

"With this gangly wolf, it should be enough to make the group of hunters miserable."

"The information collected by the Void Beast is almost complete, and the environment around the school has been figured out."

"The next step is to wait for the time to come."

Turning his palms to put away the mist, the man waved his fist vigorously and his eyes became fierce.

"Brother, this time, I will definitely prove myself to you!"

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At the intersection of Antique Street, Xu Ye took a deep breath to calm down.

"My emotions just got a little out of control..."

He touched his nose, shrugged his shoulders, and showed a casual look on his face again.

"It's better to focus on the matter in front of you first."

Gently shaking his head to drive away distracting thoughts, Xu Ye stepped into the antique street.

As the most famous street in the old city in the west of the city.

It was not yet noon, and the place was already crowded with people.

There are countless vendors setting up stalls on both sides.

The vast majority of them are scraps of scrap metal collected from who knows where, and they just want to put them here for opportunistic purposes and see if they can deceive the wrongdoer.

But among these junks, there are often one or two valuable treasures.

Once this kind of accidental event is publicized, people will flock here again.

Many people come here with the idea of ​​​​looking for treasures from the garbage.

And they are often harvested by profiteers, and they are even complacent, thinking that they have found a treasure.

The more someone wants to take advantage of something, the easier it is to be deceived.

In Xu Ye's opinion, this kind of mentality is similar to that of people who want to get rich overnight through lottery tickets.

He walked in the street, ignoring the shouts of the vendors on both sides. Instead, he put his hand in his pocket and knocked lightly.

A few seconds later, a ray of mist ran straight up his sleeves, and finally enveloped his ears slightly.

"How is it? Can you feel it?" Xu Ye moved his lips and asked in a voice that only he could hear.

Fortunately, there was a lot of noise around him, so no one noticed his strange behavior.

"Hmm..." Hu Lao's voice came out from the mist, ringing in Xu Ye's ears very clearly.

"The energy contained in such ancient objects is difficult to search through energy fluctuations. I can only perceive it roughly."

"You go to the west first and have a look."

Hearing this, Xu Ye immediately turned around and headed west.

After passing through countless stalls, Mr. Hu said with a slightly excited body: "Stop!"

"In the stall to your right, there is an ancient object with energy attached!"

"Although the energy is not very sufficient, it should be able to meet your needs, little friend!"

"Oh?" Xu also stopped and looked to the right.

On the stall at his feet, a middle-aged man with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, who looked like a profiteer, was setting up a stall while waving a fan.

The stall in front of him was filled with all kinds of strange vases and antiques.

Many of the antiquities are still damaged, and they look more and more like valuable antiquities.

When he noticed that Xu Ye had stopped, his eyes immediately lit up, he showed a warm smile, and stood up from the chair, "Brother, do you want to watch something?"

"The things I have here are all antiques that have been passed down for hundreds of years!"

"These are all treasures passed down from our family, and they all have extraordinary origins!"

Xu Ye looked at the stall owner with empty eyes and said in a mocking tone: "You have a lot of treasures passed down from your family."

"That's natural!" The stall owner didn't notice Xu Ye's teasing at all. Instead, he picked up a few bottles and introduced them with interest.

"Look, this is a bowl from five hundred years ago, and this is a palace jade purification bottle from three hundred years ago!"

"This is amazing. It is said that this is the spoon that the former Queen Mother used to eat!"

Xu Ye took the bowl from his hand that was said to be five hundred years ago, flipped it back and forth, and his expression suddenly became strange.

He turned the bottom of the bowl over towards the stall owner and blinked, "What does the word 'microwave suitable' under the bottom of this bowl mean?"

"Was there a microwave five hundred years ago?"

"Ahem!" The stall owner looked embarrassed, quickly took the "five hundred years" bowl, threw it aside casually, and laughed dryly: "Maybe I was in a hurry when I went out and took the wrong one!"

"Don't worry, little brother, except for that bowl, I have all the treasures here. You will never suffer a loss if you buy them!"

Xu Ye rolled his eyes and didn't believe even a word of what the stall owner said.

At this moment, Hu Lao's investigation finally came to fruition.

"The broken sword on your right is the only ancient artifact with some energy attached to it."

"This should be your goal this time."

Xu also looked along and soon noticed the severed sword on the stall.

The hilt of the sword was primitive, and the sword body was broken, already rusty, and looked badly worn.

Judging from the appearance, even if it is an antique, it is definitely not worth a few dollars due to the degree of damage.

Xu Ye picked up the broken sword, looked at it for a while, and suddenly said, "How much is this broken sword worth?"

The vendor's eyes flashed, and he instantly sensed a business opportunity.

The next moment, he grabbed the sword directly, hugged it to his chest, and said quickly: "Oh! I can't sell this to you, this is a treasure inherited from my family!"

"I accidentally put it here. This is not for sale."

Are you here for this set?

Xu Ye sneered in his heart, but his face remained calm.

Although he wanted to buy back the broken sword, he immediately showed an indifferent look, stood up, shrugged his shoulders and walked forward.

"Well, since it's your family heirloom, I won't part with you."

The vendor was holding the broken sword, his face full of confusion.

Um? ? ?

Why is it different from the script? ? ?

This plot is not quite right! !