As soon as she saw the fire hidden in Mu Shaobo's eyes, she knew what this man was planning. She glanced at him from the corner of her eye and didn't bother to pay attention.
"My dear, Young Master of the Aotian Sect, Mr. Mu Shaobo, what do you call my friend?" Mu Shaobo was not discouraged, and his smile became more cordial and gentle.
Aotian Zongfu, Young Master! Upon hearing this, the faces of the vendors and passers-by showed surprise, and their eyes looking at Mr. Mu were filled with awe.
Seeing this, Mu Shaobo was secretly proud.
It's not like he has never seen such a frosty-faced female cultivator before, but as soon as he reveals his identity, the ice melts immediately, and after a few days of coaxing, he obediently surrenders to her and delivers the report.
He believed that the woman in front of him would be no exception.
Unfortunately, this time he thought wrong again.
"I've never heard of Aotian Zongfu." Gu Qingxi finally raised her head, looked him up and down, and said impatiently.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, the young master of the Aotian Clan House in front of him is polite and polite, and does not use his power to bully others. Perhaps he is romantic but not obscene. At least he is much better than the children of the aristocratic family who constantly compete with their fathers and mothers to bully men and women.
But in her opinion, compared to the kind of children from aristocratic families who bully others and blatantly bully men and women, this kind of hypocrite who is modest and polite on the surface but secretly lustful is more deceptive and hateful.
If she hadn't had something serious to do and didn't want to cause trouble and involve the Pian Yun Sect, she would have blurted out the word "get out".
"What, you haven't heard of Aotian Zongfu?" Mu Shaobo looked at Gu Qingxi in surprise.
There are five major sects in the Lingjing Tiantian, but even the Tianpin sect and the Tianpin family have to give way to this behemoth. As a monk, how could you not have heard of the Aotian sect?
Could it be that she was a casual cultivator? Mu Shaobo guessed so. Apart from that, he could not think of any other possibility.
This guess is somewhat reliable. Gu Qingxi, who set foot on Tianyuan Continent again, is really not much different from a casual cultivator. If she hadn't met Su Lingshuang, Xiao Fangqing and others, she really wouldn't know what was going on in Aotian Sect Mansion.
"This fellow Taoist is As a cultivator, you should have some understanding of Lingjingtian. Our Aotian sect is one of the five major sects in Lingjingtian. The so-called sect..." Mu Shaobo kept a warm smile and looked to Gu with great interest.
Qing Xi introduced the origin of the Zongfu.
He believed that as long as he knew the transcendent status of Aotian Zongfu and how extraordinary his status as the young master of Aotian Zongfu was, the casual cultivator in front of him with little knowledge would definitely look at him differently and it would only be a matter of time before he threw himself into his arms.
Sooner or later.
Unfortunately, he was disappointed again.
"That's it. You can leave now." As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Qingxi said indifferently.
Mu Shaobo's smile froze on his face, and he talked so much that it was all in vain.
Could it be that she didn't understand what she was saying at all, and didn't know what the words "Aotian Zongfu" meant in Tianyuan Continent?
Or maybe she knew everything but didn't take her seriously at all?
It was the first time in his life that he was ignored like this, and he was ignored in front of so many people. Mu Shaobo felt a surge of anger rising in his heart.
"Fellow Taoist, I just made friends with you because I saw that you have extraordinary talents and good aptitudes. You must not be ignorant of good and evil." Taking a deep breath, Mu Shaobo said with a sneer.
He could finally see that the female cultivator in front of him was completely different from the female cultivators he had coaxed before. Trying to make her fall into his arms with a few sweet words was simply a fool's errand.
Since the soft one is not enough, the only option is the hard one.
He didn't believe it. With his own status, he couldn't conquer just a casual cultivator.
"Are you threatening me?" Gu Qingxi glanced at him lightly.
"Threats can't be mentioned. I just want to tell you that if you offend me, Uncle Mu, and my Aotian Sect, even if you have the talent to reach the sky, you will still be unable to move in the spiritual realm." Mu Shaobo said with a cold snort.
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If this is not a threat, what is? Gu Qingxi's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed through her eyes.
After hearing what Uncle Mu said, everyone around them felt chills and retreated in unison.
It can be seen that the young master of Aotian Zongfu is already angry, and they don't want to bring disaster to Chi Yu.
"Of course, as long as you are willing to be my friend, I, Mr. Mu, will never treat you badly. .??.
Take this magic weapon in your hand. If you like it, I will buy it for you." Seeing that Gu Qingxi stopped talking, Mu Shaobo changed the subject and showed a conceited smile.
He came to Gu Qingxi because he fell in love with her stunning appearance, but he didn't really want to be her enemy. The right way to do it was to use both soft and hard tactics, intimidation and inducement.
"Do you want to buy this magic weapon?" Gu Qingxi raised the Nine Heavens Thunder Drum in his hand, with a subtle and sly smile on his lips.
She had just seen Uncle Mu being aggressive and stalking him, so she was ready to take action.
Who would have thought that this guy was used to being sanctimonious, threatening and then changing his mind.
It just so happened that the vendor opposite had poor eyesight and was too honest. The mighty Tianlei Sect Zhenzongzhibao only sold fifty thousand spiritual stones, so she was embarrassed to take advantage of it.
If Mu Shaobo is willing to be taken advantage of, then let him be the one who takes advantage of him and teach him a lesson.
Let him know that in the world of cultivation, not everyone can be provoked, and not everyone can be threatened.
Before Mu Shaobo could speak, Gu Qingxi smiled sarcastically and said, "This is not an ordinary magic weapon. I'm afraid that if you can't afford it, it will be embarrassing to say it too soon."
As she spoke, she put her consciousness into the Nine Heavens Thunder Drum and explored it carefully.
What, what is she talking about? I, the dignified Young Master of Aotian Sect, can’t afford a piece of scrap metal?
Looking at the rusty and bruised bronze drum in Gu Qingxi's hand, Mu Shaobo felt that he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Hahahaha, Lingjingtian still has magic weapons that I, Mr. Mu, can't afford?" Mr. Mu said wildly. He laughed, and then asked the young vendor opposite, "Tell me, how much does this magic weapon cost for you?"
The young vendor's face turned a little pale. He was just selling a few magic weapons. Why did he get into trouble with such a evil star as Aotian Zongfu?
He really wanted to say, Young Mansion Master, if you like it, just take this magic weapon. But when the words came to his lips, he intuitively felt something was wrong and swallowed them back.
If someone else, the dignified Young Master of the Aotian Sect, would be very interested in a broken magical weapon from you, would you need to give it to him? If he said that, wouldn't that be a slap in the face of Uncle Mu and the face of the Aotian Sect of others?
But if it is not delivered, what price should I quote?
If the reward is low, it is still a slap in the face. If the reward is high, the Aotian Sect will be taken advantage of.
All said and done, it's a dead end.
The young merchant was so troubled that he almost wanted to cry.
"I don't know how much he wants to sell for it. Anyway, he didn't sell it when I offered him one million high-grade spiritual stones." At this time, Gu Qingxi said leisurely.
One million? The young merchant was stunned.
When did she offer one million high-grade spiritual stones, and when did I refuse? Please, I clearly said fifty thousand spiritual stones, but if it doesn't work, I'm willing to sell ten thousand spiritual stones as scrap metal.
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Mu Shaobo was also stunned. He really couldn't understand why this tattered magic weapon was worth one million spiritual stones.
"If you don't want to sell one million, then if Master Mu offers two million, you should sell it, right?" Just when the young merchant and Mr. Mu were confused, Gu Qingxi spoke again.
The young merchant's eyes widened. Who said I wouldn't sell it for one million? I am willing, absolutely willing. Oh, by the way, it's not one million now, it's two million.
Originally I only wanted to sell it for 50,000,000, but it turned out that I couldn't sell it as scrap metal and sold it for 12,000 or 20,000. I accidentally raised the price to 2 million. The key is that I didn't say anything.
This is the first time I have ever seen someone bargaining for a higher price. The young merchant's mind was in confusion.