Chapter 1804 Impulsive consumption caused by betting
For Yang Haoran, who once owned 20,000 high-grade spiritual stones.
It’s just over a thousand high-grade spiritual stones, and you won’t blink an eye.
But for a casual cultivator with no background like Master Yinguang, this is a huge sum of money.
It was enough to support his practice for a long time without having to worry about spiritual stones.
After counting the number of spirit stones, he quickly collected the spirit stones.
And quickly observe the surroundings to prevent others from thinking about you.
Then he nodded towards Yang Haoran with great excitement.
"I have long seen that you have a bright future, and you must not be the kind of person you are.
Now that you are really prosperous, you still don’t forget your old feelings and come to help me, I’m very touched!”
Yang Haoran sighed: "This is all my belongings.
However, since I am in a sect, there are always ways to obtain spiritual stones.
I hope these spiritual stones can alleviate your embarrassment and avoid delaying your practice to set up a stall."
Master Yin Guang nodded repeatedly and expressed gratitude to Yang Haoran.
But little did he know that Yang Haoran had already been happy and made a lot of money this time!
The last top-grade spiritual talisman was auctioned for one hundred and fifty yuan of high-grade spiritual stones.
Even if these top-grade spiritual talismans are discounted, one hundred high-grade spiritual stones is always the lower limit, right?
One hundred and thirty top-grade spiritual talismans are equivalent to thirteen thousand top-grade spiritual stones.
When the time comes, it will be sold directly to Duobaolou, which will be another considerable fortune!
Thinking of this, the eyes he looked at Master Yinguang were filled with tenderness.
It is conceivable that as a casual cultivator, Master Yinguang did not have the opportunity to enter Duobao Tower several times.
This is information asymmetry!
If Master Yinguang knew the true price of the best spiritual talisman, I don’t know what he would think!
After the two people exchanged a few polite words.
Master Yinguang hurriedly closed the stall, said goodbye to Yang Haoran, and ran away quickly.
He now has a huge sum of money on his person, so staying away from right and wrong is the best way to go.
Azi's voice sounded slowly.
"Boy, you are so unreasonable.
You obviously took advantage of me, but you still make others feel grateful."
"Do you understand that everyone gets what he needs? Don't put it in such a bad way."
"Hey, do you still want to make a fortune by picking things up?
I discovered that this place does have some treasures.”
Yang Haoran's eyes lit up, "It would be a sin to miss this opportunity!"
Soon, under Azi's guidance, Yang Haoran stood in front of a stall.
The stall was spread out over two square meters, and there were many fresh gadgets of various sizes on display.
Yang Haoran glanced around casually and pointed at something like a dry tree trunk.
"Boss, you are not particular about it!
Such an ugly thing is actually being sold, it’s obviously a rotten branch picked up from nowhere!”
The boss, an old man with a golden elixir, glanced at Yang Haoran very unhappily.
"You don't care what I sell! If you don't buy it, don't make trouble here and delay my business."
Yang Haoran pouted: "Your boss really doesn't know how to do business.
Then tell me, what is this thing for? How much does it cost?"
The old man paused for a moment, then snorted coldly.
"I can't say what this thing is.
However, the texture is not weaker than a magic weapon, and even a strong person in the Nascent Soul stage cannot destroy it at all.
The price is one hundred and fifty yuan for high-grade spiritual stones, so please refuse to bargain."
There were also customers nearby who were choosing things. After hearing this, they scoffed.
"You can't even explain the origin of this thing, and you still want to sell it for 150 yuan of high-grade spiritual stones?
I think you’re going crazy thinking about spiritual stones!”
Yang Haoran couldn't help but nod: "Not only are you crazy about spiritual stones, but you are also exaggerating to deceive customers.
This is a broken branch picked up from somewhere, and it actually boasts that it is harder than a magic weapon. Do you think we are just kids?"
The stall owner stood up angrily.
"Young man, don't talk nonsense. I will give you an experiment now to see if I am deceiving customers!"
The stall owner also had a bad temper. He took out his ghost-headed sword and slashed at a dead branch about a foot long with a magic weapon.
A crisp impact sound was heard, and the Ghost Head Saber was immediately bounced up.
Looking at the blade of the Ghost Head Sword again, there was actually a gap in it.
"Did you see it? Is it harder than a magic weapon?"
The people around him were sighing and talking one after another.
Yang Haoran sneered.
"The knife is yours and the things are yours, who knows what happened?
How about this, let me give it a try.
If it is true as you say, I will pay double the price for this thing.
If you find that what you said is wrong, you will bear all the losses yourself."
The customers nearby nodded their heads one by one.
"Yes, let's do it like this. Boss, you won't dare, right?"
The stall owner sneered and looked sideways at Yang Haoran.
"Okay, you can try whatever you want, but don't let your words go unfulfilled when the time comes."
Everyone looked at Yang Haoran, who had already reached out to grab the dead branch.
The stall owner's face darkened: "Where is your magic weapon?"
Yang Haoran looked surprised.
"This kind of fake is still being tested with magic weapons? I can break it with both hands!"
As he spoke, Yang Haoran gently shook his hand.
An secretly used the Divine Body of All Transformations to instantly wrap the dead branches around it.
But he was secretly shocked in his heart that his Myriad Transformation Divine Body actually didn't work this time.
No matter how hard he tried, the dead branches were not damaged at all.
Yang Haoran's face turned red, and a large group of people around him burst out laughing.
"Is this young man talking big words?"
"It seems that you can only buy double the amount. It's really not worth buying three hundred spirit stones for such a crappy thing!"
The stall owner even sneered.
"How about it, young man? You have to keep your word.
This is not a forced sale on my part, it’s on your own free will.”
Yang Haoran blushed and looked aggrieved.
"I would have used the magic weapon if I had known it, but I didn't expect this broken thing to be really hard!
It’s bad luck for me to give you three hundred spirit stones!”
Yang Haoran reluctantly found the three hundred spirit stones and handed them to the stall owner.
The stall owner laughed and took it, looking at Yang Haoran with a playful expression.
He really didn't know what this broken branch-like thing was.
Apart from being harder, it has no use at all.
Originally, the asking price for one hundred and fifty spiritual stones was sky-high, but I didn't expect it to be sold. How could I be unhappy?
Yang Haoran put away the broken branches without saying a word, shook his head and left with a sigh.
And behind him, there was only a sound of laughter.
In a deserted corner, Yang Haoran took out a foot-long dead branch with a puzzled look on his face.
"Senior Azi, are you sure you didn't deceive me?
Is this thing really worth three hundred spirit stones?"
"Haha, you're an ignorant guy!
This thing is a spiritual weapon blank refined from a whole dragon's blood tree.
I don’t know how it got into the hands of that stupid thing.
It can be worth at least 20,000 high-grade spiritual stones. Do you think three hundred spiritual stones are worth it?"
This chapter has been completed!