They carefully examined each bizarre weapon, sometimes frowning, sometimes pondering.
"What's so special about these weapons?"
Curious, Su Changqing approached a weapon stand and picked one up for a closer look.
It was an iron ruler, engraved with patterns of the Dao, ancient in appearance, heavy in hand.
"This iron ruler is called the Celestial Measuring Ruler, Earth Tier low grade, priced at thirty thousand mid-grade spirit stones."
"It's here on consignment, quality for you to discern. Once sold, no returns or exchanges."
Seeing a visitor, an old man who seemed to be the manager spoke plainly.
"Celestial Measuring Ruler?"
Su Changqing's mouth twitched, but he looked at the iron ruler, puzzled.
An Earth Tier low-grade weapon, even if unpopular, shouldn't be this cheap for thirty thousand mid-grade spirit stones.
"Could it be fake?"
Su Changqing eyed it suspiciously, but couldn't determine a thing.
