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Chapter 27 Exchange

Chapter 27 Exchange

A storm is over!

When countless people watching left like a tide, their reddened faces still held a hint of wonder that had not faded away.

Everyone knows that after this battle, an era belonging to Wang Teng will officially begin in Tiannan City...



Back home, Wang Zhennan also laughed wildly: "Over the years, my Wang family has grown day by day, and the city lord's palace has tried every means to restrict us. He even stabbed us in the back. My father has long been holding his breath. Today, Mr. Ning has suffered such a big loss.

It’s really enjoyable!”

In the hall, a family is having a dinner together.

All the important people were present. Wang Teng's defeat of Ning Wuji today really made the Wang family proud and everyone was beaming with joy.

"Hehe, congratulations to brother Wang Teng. From now on, the title of the number one genius in Tiannan City belongs to him." Bi'er said with a sweet smile.

Wang Zhennan also smiled and said: "It is indeed a great good thing that our Wang family has a genius like Teng'er. In the future, the glory of our ancestors will be just around the corner. Teng'er, if you need anything in the future, just ask. As a father, I will let you know even if I sell iron.

Practice well."

Present here are seven other ladies, many elders, as well as young masters and young ladies.

They all opened their mouths one after another, praising Wang Teng for how great he was, and their flattering expressions were clearly visible.

Lin Mengyi was also on the side, smiling happily. Her son was like a family hero, and she, as a mother, was also proud of him.

Wang Teng couldn't help but think about the desolate situation when his Dantian was abolished and his mother was reduced to a servant. At that time, how could anyone treat their mother and son like this? He couldn't help but sigh. There are many icings on the cake, but there are really not many that can help in times of need.

"Dad, I'm full and I'll go out first." He smiled and said.

"Okay." Wang Zhennan nodded. He was satisfied with his son now.



After leaving the Wang family gate, Wang Teng walked straight towards Wanbao Tower.

As soon as he entered the door, Mr. Liu spotted him and greeted him with a warm smile: "It turns out to be the famous Young Master Wang Teng. His visit really makes Wanbao Tower shine."

"Mr. Liu, it's better not to want Hanchan anymore." Wang Teng smiled modestly and bitterly.

"Young Master defeated Ning Wuji in just half a day. If you don't recuperate well, how come you have time to come to my Wanbao Tower?" Mr. Liu smiled, as if thinking about something, and said cautiously: "I must make it clear, that knife is the Young Master himself.

Purchased items cannot be returned or exchanged.”

That knife had been on sale for over half a year in major cities, and he couldn't get rid of it. When he first arrived in Tiannan City, he finally sold it, and of course he couldn't let the performance he got go.

Wang Teng laughed and said: "Don't worry, the Falling Dragon Ancient Sword is indeed good. I have no intention of returning it. I came to you for other purposes."

"Oh." Mr. Liu said in a hurry.

"Look how much this thing is worth?" Wang Teng took out the jade box.

After opening it, there was a shiny ginseng lying inside. It was quite old and had a strong aroma.

"This is... City Lord Ning's thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum!" Mr. Liu's eyes shone and he said in surprise: "Are you willing to sell it?"

Wang Teng nodded.

"That's right. Its greatest function is to replenish the longevity of old people who are approaching their end of life. It has almost no effect on young people like the young master."

Liu Lao suddenly felt relieved, then spread out one hand, stretched it out, and laughed softly: "To be honest, it is worth at least this amount..."

"Fifty thousand taels?" Wang Teng said happily.

Mr. Liu blew his beard angrily and said: "Little guy, if it was worth this little money, then Old Man Ning wouldn't keep it by his side as if it were his darling. The old man said it was five hundred thousand taels!"

"What?" Wang Teng's eyes suddenly widened, his face turned red, like a big toad, and his mouth opened wide.

"I must have scared you. Hey, it's just the market price. If it's sold to someone who needs it, it can be doubled several times."

Mr. Liu smiled and said: "I remember that there used to be an elder from a big family in Chu State. On the verge of death, the disciples of the family bought this medicinal material. It was just a five-year-old Polygonum multiflorum plant. They raised the price and sold it for thirty

Ten thousand taels. So, I suggest you keep it with you. If one day you encounter someone who has been taken advantage of, it won’t be a problem at all.”

"No, I can't wait so long." Wang Teng shook his head. He spent a lot of money on cultivation, even if his father said he could ask him for it, but he didn't want to hold back the family.

"Well, Master Wang Teng is indeed a person who doesn't stick to trivial matters." Mr. Liu smiled. He certainly had no reason to refuse such a good thing. He ordered his servants to take out a thick stack of banknotes and handed them to him.

Wang Teng felt elated as he held such a "huge sum of money".

Five hundred thousand taels of silver can make many men have their heads broken, and how many women can lose their virginity... It is simply the source of evil...

After thinking for a while, he asked tentatively: "Do you have any body-tempering elixir here?"

"The most common body-tempering treasure medicine is naturally the body-tempering pill, but this medicine is only effective for low-level warriors. Masters like the young master have no need for it at all."

Mr. Liu led him to a counter, took out a palm-sized treasure bottle from the secret compartment under the counter, and said with a smile: "Master, if you really want to improve your physical fitness, you might as well try this."

"This is..." Wang Teng asked curiously.

Liu Laodao: "This thing is called "Earth Heart Milk". It is bred from the essence of the earth. It has been condensed into one drop for hundreds of years. It has an almost miraculous transformation in the transformation of the human body. It is a pity that the high-level warriors in Tiannan City do not pay much attention to body tempering."

, so it has been placed here for some years.”

Then he sighed: "To be honest, physical fitness is the foundation of martial arts training. The warriors in Tiannan City only focus on increasing their internal strength and don't care about strengthening their bodies. They can be said to be chasing the weak and falling into the inferior position. If this treasure was in the imperial capital, it would have been a long time ago.

It’s all been robbed by people, so where can there be any inventory?”

Wang Teng knew that Mingming was someone who had seen the big market. From this point of view, this earth heart milk must be good, so he smiled and said: "The relationship is good, how much is this treasure worth?"

"It's easy to say that every drop can be sold for fifty thousand to sixty thousand taels in the imperial capital. It would be a waste to put it here. Even if the young master needs it, I will sell it to you at the lowest price, fifty thousand a drop." Liu Lao said.

Wang Teng smacked his tongue. Fifty thousand taels of silver for a drop of spiritual liquid was really expensive. After realizing that the goods sold by Wanbaolou were always genuine, he became more balanced and said with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Liu."

Mr. Liu smiled and said: "You can sell the Polygonum multiflorum you just now to me at the market price without blinking an eye. Naturally, I will not be stingy. You deserve this."

Wang Teng paid the bill.

"These nine drops of earth's heart milk are worth a total of 450,000 taels of silver. Excluding the 10% discount of the Samsung VIP Card, it is about more than 400,000 taels. If you erase the small change, I will charge you 400,000 taels." Mr. Liu said generously.

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Wang Teng thanked him again and left the Wanbao Tower. He took the remaining one hundred thousand silver in his hand. Thinking that the huge sum of money he had before had shrunk by four-fifths in an instant, he couldn't help but sigh.

Cultivation...is indeed a costly job!


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