Just write whatever comes to mind. If you were to write something of the highest level of genius, you wouldn't be able to come up with it even if you sold the entire Seven Star Treasure Building.
"Then... Miss Wang, can you write something that our Qixing Zhenbao Building can withstand? Otherwise, it is beyond my authority and I have nothing to do." The shopkeeper of the Zhenbao Building wiped the sweat from his forehead.
His face could be said to be as green as grandma's house.
At this time, he felt a trillion regrets in his heart. How could he arrange Luo Xiang to work under him? This was simply asking for death.
"You can write about anything? Can you also write about holy-level weapons and techniques?" Mo Wuchen immediately became interested when he heard this and asked curiously.
However, Wang Churan said without hesitation: "Write! If he doesn't give it, this treasure building will not be opened!"
The tone of his speech was very decisive and domineering.
Even Su Qiye raised his eyebrows after hearing this. Wang Churan really had the confidence to say this!
The surrounding monks, including the dozen or so Martial King Realm bodyguards, all widened their eyes.
Good guy, not only is this a lion opening its mouth wide, but its tone is also very arrogant.
However, the shopkeeper of Zhenbao Tower was so frightened that his legs weakened and he hurriedly said to Wang Churan: "Miss Wang, as long as you can calm down, just write..."
He had no choice but to grit his teeth and agree since things were like this.
Otherwise, if things get serious and his superiors come to trouble him, he will be dead!
"Senior Jueren, what kind of heavenly materials and earthly treasures do I need to refine the five-line Nirvana Pill and the six-line Nirvana Pill? Please give me these." Su Qiye was also very excited and asked Jueren directly in his heart.
With such an opportunity, how could Su Qiye miss it?
"Netherworld Dragon Grass, Nine Sun Flower, Martial Emperor-level demonic beast essence blood..."
Jueren didn't hesitate and started to report directly.
Su Qiye picked up the pen and paper and started writing. Dao Ren Qinghan and the others didn't know what to write at first, but later Wang Churan pointed it out, and they all knew what to write.
For example, armor, healing elixirs, etc., treasures from heaven and earth.
Anyway, this is all free of charge, don’t do it for free.
The other side dares not to give it?
Then just call out their posters. Even if the posters come, the matter will not be over today.
Now that he can lose money and avoid disaster, how dare the shopkeeper refuse?
Even if he spends all his belongings and working for Zhenbaolou for another few decades in vain, Wang Churan still has to make up for these things.
Soon, the group of people handed what they had written to the shopkeeper.
"I wonder how long it will take to get these things?" Su Qiye asked curiously.
After the shopkeeper took a look at the order written by Su Qiye, his whole face turned green again.
Because each of these genius treasures written by Su Qiye is of astonishing value.
The cheapest ones are the same, conservatively estimated to require 10,000 top-quality spiritual stones!
"You...there are...there are so many..." The shopkeeper looked bitter when he saw the treasures on the list.
"What? No?" Su Qiye asked with a frown.
At this time, Wang Churan glanced at this guy and said, "Call your landlord over and I'll ask him to find it for me!"
Wang Churan was very domineering when he spoke, leaving no room for negotiation at all.
"Don't... don't, Miss Wang, I'm going to get it right now, I'm going to get it right now." This guy couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Well, that's pretty much it. Send us a room." Wang Churan said calmly.
"Okay, okay, Miss Wang, I'll take you to the room." The guy said with a respectful look, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
Then, under the shocked eyes of everyone, Su Qiye and his party went upstairs.
There are seven floors in the entire Zhenbao Building. The higher up, the higher the level. Only VIPs can stay.
"Each of us has a room," Wang Churan said.
"Yes, yes, let's make arrangements now!" The shopkeeper didn't dare to refute, so he could only hurry upstairs.
At this time, someone suddenly said next to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, there are only three rooms left upstairs."
"Huh? What did you say?" When the shopkeeper heard this, his face turned green again. He did not expect that such bad things would happen at this critical moment.
If this was really the case, Wang Churan would get angry again later, and he wouldn't know how to coax him.
"Yes...it was decided by them from the Purple Moon Holy Land." At this time, the staff member whispered in a low voice, and he was also very scared.
I didn't want to say anything, but if he didn't say it now, he would probably get beaten if he did it later.
"What? Is there a problem?" Wang Churan asked.
In fact, she had already heard what they were talking about, but she just pretended not to know.
"Ah... No, no, Miss Wang, don't worry, there will be no problem, I will take care of everything!" The shopkeeper lowered his head and said with a smile.
Then the shopkeeper took his subordinates to the side and asked, "When did it happen? Have they arrived?"
"Not long ago, the people from Purple Moon Holy Land booked all the rooms. They are now in the healing room and have not returned yet." The staff member said with a bitter look on his face.
He himself didn't know how to solve this difficult problem.
Simply leave the responsibility to his shopkeeper, he is in charge here anyway.
When the shopkeeper heard this, he couldn't help but feel how bitter he was. It was much more bitter than bitter gourd.
"In this way, these rooms will be given to Miss Wang and the others first. When the people from the Purple Moon Holy Land arrive, we will arrange rooms on the sixth floor for them. Then we will give them some compensation. You must explain it well! Understand this.
No?" The shopkeeper said with a stern look.
When he spoke, his eyes were almost cannibalistic.
When the staff member heard this, his face was so distorted that it was almost deformed.
Let him say it? Isn't this asking for death?
When people get angry and beat him up, he has no place to reason and has to apologize.
"I... what if I can't figure it out? The people in the Purple Moon Holy Land are not easy to talk to." The monk looked bitter and his face turned green.
"If it doesn't work out, you're going to die!" The shopkeeper simply said this and left.
He hurriedly caught up with Wang Churan and the others, with an apologetic smile on his face.
"Fuck you, uncle, you caused this yourself, and you still want us to wipe your ass!" The staff member also looked annoyed, but there was nothing he could do about it. The shopkeeper was his boss, even if he wanted to
There is no way to get angry.
At this time, Su Qiye and the others had actually heard these words a long time ago, but they all sneered and didn't say anything.