It was a bright red hand fan, lying on a mat used in street stalls. The seller was a middle-aged man in
his forties. If this were to happen a few days ago, back when Alex hadnât achieved Spirit
Transcendence, he wouldnât be
able to see just how special this hand fan was. Now he was sure that this was no normal fan. There
was a
slight flow of natural essence around and into it.
Alex was only able to sense the essence after achieving Spirit Transcendence. He walked over and
picked the fan up, staring at it intently. Holding it was an interesting experience as it started to resonate
with the spiritual power within his body. By activating his spiritual power and concentrating it to his
fingers, he felt extremely shocked. He could sense
a remaining thought within the fan. âA spiritual tool!â
The thought was filled with specific information. He continued probing through his spiritual powers and
realized that it was information regarding the fighting
methods with. this fan. âWhat a treasure!â
Alex was excited. He didnât expect to find such treasure during the trip. Within the Ultimate book of
Medicine, there was some
information on such spiritual tools that possess fighting methods. From what he remembered, such
tools were
definitely powerful and their original owners were possibly overlords as well.
âHow much is this fan?â Alex asked the stall owner. He knew that he had to buy this treasure even if he
were to spend all of his money. It was just that worth it. Waltz and Michelle came up behind him. Waltz
asked, âBrother, why are you buying this fan? Itâs definitely for girls, so who are you giving it to?â Alex
said, âThe weatherâs pretty hot, so Iâm getting it for you. Do you like it?â
Alex replied, âIâd want you to fan me though.â Alex smiled and didnât say a word as he turned to the stall
owner. The middle-aged store owner smiled. âGood sir, this fan of mine is no ordinary fan. The frame
was made
with cold steel that could remain for thousands of years while the leaves were made of a beastâs skin,
hence
it is very sturdy. It used to be a skilled martial artistâs weapon. If you like it, you can buy it for the price
of
two million.â
Waltz was appalled. âWhat? Two million for a mere fan? Do you think money grows on trees? Only
idiots
would want to buy it at two million!â However, Alex immediately said, âAlright, Iâll take it!â
Waltzâs eyes widened. âAlex, are you mad? Heâs clearly trying to scam you. Have you gone crazy with
all
the money you have now?â
Just then, another voice chimed in from behind them. It was a womanâs voice. She said, âI want that
fan, Iâll pay you two and a half million for it.â
âWhat? Two and a half million for this mere fan? Really?â Waltz was more appalled. She turned around
and
realized it was Ange who made that offer. Alex narrowed his eyes, annoyed. âSorry, Iâve bought this
fan, youâre too late.â Ange huffed and turned to the stall owner. âHas he paid?â
The stall owner shook his head, hence Ange threw a bank card and said, âTwo and a half million, so
this fan
is mine now. Hand it over!â Her arrogance and cockiness made both Alex and Waltz extremely
annoyed. Waltz originally didnât want this fan, but she decided that she would spite her a little. âWhy are
you so
fixated on who got it first?
Who are you trying to scare with two and a half million, huh? Iâll pay three
million.â Ange recognized them and let out a cold chuckle. âFive million then!â Waltz raised a finger.
âTen million.â Ange was angered by Waltzâs attitude. âFifty million!