I woke up to find myself as the villain's older sister.

Chapter 258 Fat 3 Arrives

"Hehe." After selling to the last customer, the monk selling maps smiled and said to her, "Although my maps are a bit expensive, they are indeed genuine and of high quality. I, Fatty San, have been doing business for so many years, and my reputation is still there."

Yun Qingyi: "It seems your business is quite large, and you have a good reputation."

"Of course." Fat San proudly puffed out his chest. "The people from Fat Mountain Residence have all received special training at the core departments of the Yun family."

After saying that, he smiled smugly: "Fairy, do you know which Yun family it is?"

Yun Qingyi: "Uh..."

Before Yun Qingyi could speak, he impatiently said to himself, "I guess you can't guess either, so let me tell you, this Yun family is the Yun family of Qingcheng!"

His brows were full of pride: "More than 30% of the money on this continent is controlled by the Yun family. Isn't that amazing? I spent some time in a family of such super business geniuses!"

Yun Qingyi: "..." What a small world.

Seeing that Yun Qingyi hadn't spoken, Pang Sanlai said again, "Why hasn't the fairy said anything? Oh! I understand, she must be shocked."

Fatty Sanlai smiled knowingly: "But Fairy, you don't need to be too surprised. After all, there are outstanding people everywhere. It's normal to occasionally encounter someone like me."

Yun Qingyi: "..." This seems to have gone a bit off-topic.

As she picked up a map to look at it, she said to him, "Even if he studied at the Yun family, there's no reason why anyone would buy something this expensive, right?"

She unfolded the map, which contained only a few circles and a jumble of lines. Her hand holding the map trembled slightly, and her lips twitched; she was truly shocked.

Fatty San, who was standing to the side, explained with a smile, "This is the mini-map, the one with 30,000 spirit stones."

Yun Qingyi: "..." She had never been speechless so many times in such a short period of time.

Seeing Yun Qingyi like this, Pang Sanlai quickly pointed to the messy lines and said, "Fairy, don't be fooled by how rough this little map looks. It contains everything that should be there."

As he spoke, he pointed out to Yun Qingyi: "Look, this is Weak Water Bay... This is a mountain reef plain, and over there is the Blazing Land..."

Watching him point to the messy drawings and lines and explain them so eloquently, Yun Qingyi felt a surge of admiration.

"Well, fairy, can you see it much more clearly now?" Fatty San said, then looked at Yun Qingyi.

Yun Qingyi: "Haha..." She chuckled dryly, really not wanting to talk.

He put the small map aside and picked up a large map worth 100,000 spirit stones.

As she slowly unfolded the map, she looked at the clear lines and exquisite patterns in her hand and raised her eyebrows almost imperceptibly.

This map is completely different from the previous one. It clearly shows the details and precautions for each region, as well as the monsters that will appear, with symbols and writing all clearly marked.

They certainly know how to do business. That map in front of them was probably not for sale at all, but for comparison.

Once someone has seen this large map, why would they want to buy the small one?

Anyone with a modicum of common sense would understand the purpose of this fat man's arrival; it's a blatant and overt conspiracy.

After all, there are only two maps; the cheaper one is either extremely bad or extremely good.

Sensing the subtle change in Yun Qingyi's expression, Pang Sanlai chuckled and said, "Fairy, you're clearly a smart person. My map may be a bit pricey, but it's much more detailed and clear than any of the other map vendors around here."

Moreover, the fellow cultivators who can come to this secret realm are all treasures of various sects, and they must be carrying a lot of spirit stones. Those who truly have spirit stones are not short of money to buy maps.

That last sentence answered her earlier question. It was indeed true that this secret realm required a quota to enter, so those who entered were all the chosen ones nurtured by the sects. Ten thousand spirit stones might be a huge sum for ordinary cultivators, but for these chosen ones, it was just a matter of a slight frown.