"Prince Fang, we won't lose, right? Do you want me to use the technique of star-shifting deduction to help you calculate?"
While Daoye Li looked at Hua Qianchi with his peripheral vision, he felt a little uneasy when he saw his confident face.
"What else can the art of star-shifting deductions count for?"
Fang Chen was a little curious.
"That's of course. It can be calculated by heaven or earth. It can be calculated by anything. It just depends on whether my cultivation level is enough.
If I cultivate enough, I can even tell the fairy in the sky when to bathe and when to come to Tiankui."
A flash of pride flashed in Daoye Li's eyes.
"The fairy in the sky won't let you do the calculations for her."
Fang Chen shook his head speechlessly, then closed his eyes and got out of his body, looking intently at the fairy sources priced at five hundred low-grade spiritual stones.
Different from before, the power of his soul is much stronger now than when he was in Daqian, and the loss of one immortal source has naturally been reduced.
"This is the Immortal Source Technique!?"
"As expected of Jiuyang Dao Sect, the leader of the Immortal Qin tribe. This Immortal Source Technique alone is stronger than many Dao sects in the world."
There were waves of whispers coming from Hua Qianchi's side, with surprise, envy, and jealousy in their voices.
Daoye Li quickly looked around and saw Hua Qianchi holding an immortal source in his hand, with a faint white air surrounding it.
Sometimes it's condensed, sometimes it's diluted.
"Is this the Immortal Source Technique?"
Mr. Li Daoye looked suspicious. He didn't see any clue. This white energy was just ordinary spiritual power, as if it was done deliberately.
He watched for a while, but saw Hua Qianchi suddenly slapped his backhand, and the white energy suddenly disappeared into the immortal source.
The next moment, the fairy source began to flicker with a faint light.
The shimmer changes from white to blue, slightly richer.
"Um?"
Hua Qianchi's eyes moved, and he looked at the fairy source in his hand with slight surprise. This fairy source was only the size of a palm. The reason why it sold for 400 low-grade spiritual stones was because it was of high enough quality.
This was one of the reasons why Hua Qianchi chose it to perform Immortal Source Technique, but he didn't expect its quality to be higher than he imagined.
Ordinary people judge the quality of Xianyuan based on various experiences and observing the appearance of Xianyuan. However, it is easy to be tricked and mistaken.
The Immortal Source Technique is different. It directly attacks the essence of the Immortal Source and determines its quality. As long as the quality is higher than the price, the price will increase in nine out of ten cases.
However, Xianyuan not only depends on the quality and whether it can cut things, but it is actually related to luck.
Some fairy sources are superficial and of good quality, but after being cut open they are empty.
Hua Qianchi had extensive experience in this area, so he did not take action after realizing that the quality of this fairy source was good, but continued to check other fairy sources.
About half an hour later, Hua Qianchi's complexion became a little pale. It was obvious that he had used the Immortal Source Technique too many times and was unable to keep up with his spiritual power.
He has selected a fairy source, which is the first fairy source that glows with a faint blue light.
At this time, Fang Chen was still standing motionless, looking to everyone as if he was very confused, not knowing which fairy source to choose.
"Qin Xuan, this liar is going to make a fool of himself later, and he won't have the shame to stay in the Qin Mansion."
The children of the Qin family around Qin Xuan all laughed and gloated.
Qin Xuan only felt that this was not enough to relieve her anger, and she had already made up her mind to find someone to teach him a lesson once he left the Qin Mansion.
Standing outside the crowd, He Baiyan looked at this scene calmly, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a messenger talisman burning in his hand.
"Madam, Fellow Daoist Fang and Jiuyang Daomen spent thousands of feet betting on Xianyuan and are about to lose. Fellow Daoist Fang said that if he loses, he will hand over one hundred middle-grade spiritual stones and leave Xianyuanfang on his knees."
After the interrogation was completed, He Baiyan's smile became even bigger.
Qin Mansion.
Chu Lan stood in front of a middle-aged man without saying a word, while Wu Wan kept whispering persuasion beside the middle-aged man.
"Husband, this matter really has nothing to do with Sister Chu Lan. It's all because Feng'er was too impulsive. Now that Sister Chu Lan has learned about the whereabouts of the Three Yang Fruit from the Daqian Dao Sect monks, as long as she can find this Three Yang Fruit
Give it to Ancestor, Ancestor will definitely not punish Feng'er."
"Impulsive? If she hadn't doted on Feng'er so much, how could Feng'er be so bold as to make an idea against the ancestor?"
The middle-aged man pointed at Chu Lan and said sternly: "Tell me, did you take any action in this matter? Tell me now and I still have time to intercede with the ancestor. If the ancestor finds out that you were involved on the day of the council,
, you and Feng'er will both be deposed and expelled from the Qin clan!"
"Husband, do you think I will help Feng'er steal the ancestor's Three Yang Fruit?"
A bleak smile appeared on Chu Lan's face.
The middle-aged man's expression softened a bit, and he said coldly: "With your personality, I don't believe you would do such a thing, but I can't figure out how Feng'er entered the Lingguo Garden?
Except for the direct descendants of our Qin family’s Nascent Soul and above, no one can get in, not even Feng’er!”
"I don't want to delve into this matter any further. Now as long as we find another Three Yang Fruit, my ancestor will definitely be relieved."
Chu Lan said.
A hint of ridicule suddenly appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes: "Find a Three-Yang Fruit again? Haha, even the Palace Master doesn't have a Three-Yang Fruit. Can the Daqiandao Sect monk you found know the traces of the Three-Yang Fruit?
You are a dignified Nascent Soul, but you were fooled around by a Foundation Establisher and became the laughing stock of the Qin family. Do you know what people in the second and third bedrooms are talking about you these days?
They all say that all your cultivation over the years has gone into a dog's belly! When will you, mother and son, be like Wan'er and Nier? Maybe I can live a few more years!"
"Husband, Sister Chu Lan just loves her son very much. Don't blame her anymore."
Wu Wan's eyes were slightly red.
At this moment, Chu Lan and the middle-aged man received a message at the same time.
Chu Lan's expression changed suddenly, but the middle-aged man sneered repeatedly and looked at Chu Lan:
"The Daqian Daomen monk you found dared to bet with Jiuyang Daomen on the source of immortality for a thousand feet? The bet was the hundred middle-grade spiritual stones you gave him? I think after today, people outside will treat you as a joke.
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"Husband, I'm going to Xianyuanfang."
Chu Lan whispered.
"Then let's go together. Since all the Daqian Dao Sects are so restless in our Xian Qin tribe, it's time for the Qin family to express their stance."
The middle-aged man said coldly.
After saying that, he walked towards the door. When Wu Wan saw this, his face showed an anxious look, and he whispered to Chu Lan:
"Sister Chu Lan, my husband has too much murderous intention in his heart right now. I'm afraid that the life of the one you invited back will be in danger!"
Chu Lan looked a little pale. If her husband really killed Fang Chen, wouldn't Qin Feng be hopeless?
Thinking of this, Chu Lan quickly chased after the middle-aged man.
Wu Wan looked at her back, a faint smile suddenly appeared on her face.
Xianyuanfang.
Hua Qianchi smiled at Fang Chen: "What? You haven't chosen the source of immortality yet? If you don't know how to look, you might as well ask the fellow Taoists around you."
Fang Chen thought for a moment and picked up a fairy source. Everyone looked at the price and looked very strange.
Thirty low-grade spiritual stones!?
"Guest, have you thought about it? The bet stipulates that it is less than five hundred, as long as it does not exceed five hundred, the quality of this fairy source..."
The shopkeeper walked up to Fang Chen, glanced at the fairy source in his hand, and said with a strange expression.