Lin Haoming was at Gong Xiulan's side almost instantly.
Lin Haoming didn't pay attention to Gong Xiulan because he wanted to buy relics before. But at this moment, he only saw a monk setting up a stall. Under the suppression of Gong Xiulan's integration stage of Dzogchen aura, he was too frightened to move.
"Ah, Dzogchen monk in the integration stage!"
"Who is this person? Is it one of the eight commanders who has arrived? Or is it the princes from the royal family?"
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Lin Haoming was observing the surrounding situation and heard everyone's surprise. Obviously, a Dzogchen monk in the integration stage also has a powerful ability to intimidate these old integration monsters present.
"What's wrong?" Lin Haoming asked via voice transmission.
Lin Haoming asked through a voice transmission, but Gong Xiulan did not answer through a voice transmission. Instead, she directly used a somewhat low voice, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman. She said disdainfully: "Huh, this kid can detect it from my tone of voice."
It seems that I am not a monk from the Heavenly Demon Sanctuary. They want to increase the price and dare to send messages to threaten me. I am simply impatient!"
When Lin Haoming heard that Gong Xiulan actually said these words directly for everyone else to hear, he naturally understood that this woman was clearly pushing the pressure on herself. After all, there must be a reason for an outside monk to come here.
They will definitely find him when the time comes, which makes Lin Haoming a little annoyed. After all, he likes to keep a low profile and does not want to cause trouble.
Of course, Lin Haoming also knew that he had repeatedly delayed giving her the detoxification pill, which made the woman a little angry, but he couldn't stand to fall out with him, so he had no choice but to do this.
Sure enough, just as Lin Haoming expected, when everyone heard that it was an outsider monk, their initial shock gradually subsided. Instead, many people stood behind the monk who had suffered a loss. After all, it doesn't matter if an outsider monk is a Dzogchen monk.
In the Demonic Sanctuary, it is impossible for so many people to unite to create a big storm.
Of course Lin Haoming understood what these people were thinking, but he also knew that without the Mahayana monks around, Gong Xiulan, a woman using poison, might really be able to do more damage than ordinary Mahayana monks.
Just when Lin Haoming was having a headache about this matter, a loud voice suddenly rang out: "Everyone, I'm trying to stop this trade fair so that everyone can be as mutually beneficial as possible. I don't want to see a quarrel. What's the end of this matter?"
How about it, how about I make the decision?"
Following the sound, everyone saw a burly man walking over.
The man also wore a cloak and obviously did not want others to know his identity. However, he deliberately released his own magic aura and had the same great perfection of cultivation, so that everyone present had no choice but to consider his proposal.
"Since fellow Taoist is the person in charge, it would be best for fellow Taoist to make the decision. As long as it is fair, I have nothing to say!" Lin Haoming was overjoyed when he saw someone coming forward, so he naturally blamed him for the matter.
Seeing that Lin Haoming agreed, if the other party disagreed, it would obviously not give the organizer face, and this is the place where the An family lives, and many people were invited by the An family. If they don't give the organizer face, it means they don't give the An family face.
Although there were all Fusion Stage monks present, there were also three, six or nine grades among the Fusion Stage monks, so naturally they could only hold their noses and agree.
Just after he agreed, the organizer walked directly to the girl who was originally responsible for setting up the stall, pointed at her and said: "Okay, since both parties have agreed, tell me what's going on!"
That originally looked like a petite and pitiful type, but now facing the gazes of so many old monsters in the combined stage, he looked like a young bird that had left its parents, with no color left in his whole body.
"I...I...this senior is asking...asking about the price of these corpse demon fruits. This...this senior said...that we need 80,000 real magic beads. This senior will take...get a bottle...
...In exchange for a bottle of elixir, this senior felt that the elixir was not valuable enough, so he was only willing...to give a part of the Corpse Demon Fruit!"
The girl stuttered and finished telling her story. She didn't hide anything or be biased at all. Although it was a bit uncomfortable to hear her stuttering words, everyone finally understood what was going on.
"How many corpse demon fruits are there in total?" the organizer asked.
"More than thirty!" the man with the Corpse Demon Fruit replied.
"Is it more than thirty?" When the organizer heard this answer, he asked again in a stern tone.
"Thirty-seven!" said the man.
"If the Corpse Demon Fruit is in good condition, it's worth about three thousand True Demon Pearls each. It wouldn't be a problem for you to sell them together for one hundred thousand. How many did you give in the end?" the organizer continued to ask.
"Twenty!" The man was a little embarrassed.
"Twenty pills, show me the elixir!" the organizer asked coldly.
Hearing this, the face of the man who originally set up the stall became even more ugly. Facing the hand extended by the organizer, he hesitated for a while and then took out the medicine bottle Gong Xiulan gave him.
The organizer took it and opened it directly, pouring it into the palm of his hand.
"Hey, it's the Biyan Pill. There are six of them. The Biyan Pill costs almost 20,000 True Demonic Beads. As a pill that increases mana during the integration period, it is usually expensive and unmarketable. Six Biyan Pills will be exchanged for you.
Thirty-seven corpse demon fruits, no matter how you look at it, you have made a profit. Your Excellency played this trick at the trade fair I convened. Do you not take me seriously, or do you not take Anjia seriously? I want to invite
When you were together, I said that this was a fair trade. If we agreed at the beginning that a bottle of elixir would only be exchanged for twenty corpse demon fruits, it would be considered fair, but now it is obviously not the case. Well...you are fine!"
Listening to the organizer's constant nagging, the monk selling the Corpse Demon Fruit was obviously even more frightened. Feeling the powerful aura coming from the other party, he took a few steps back and shouted: "I am the First Prince's man.
Please, for his sake, I am willing to compensate for this matter. The pills are shameless, and I can give him all the Corpse Demon Fruit!"
"Humph!" Upon hearing this, the organizer snorted coldly, and then suddenly slapped the man with his palm.
When the man saw that the opponent really dared to take action, he immediately sprayed out a silver shield to block him. However, the opponent's palm was too terrifying. He hit the silver shield with one palm, and both the man and the shield were knocked away.
"You didn't mention the eldest prince. I asked you to pay compensation. How dare you embarrass the eldest prince? Why do you have the nerve to stay by his side to do things? Get out of here!" The organizer defeated this unexpected person with one blow.
There were also monks who were on the fourth level of the integration stage and cursed mercilessly.
After the man flew dozens of feet, he hit a big tree. Although he got up at this moment, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. But facing such a powerful opponent, he didn't dare to say anything. He could only
He gritted his teeth and left directly from here.
Lin Haoming looked at the organizer's tactics and looked at the people leaving. For some reason, some other thoughts arose in his mind. 8
This chapter has been completed!