There were seven or eight late-stage Baoyuan realm warriors gathered in front of the crystal counter. Most of them were watching the fun, while the remaining two or three were bargaining with the boss.
"This sword is too expensive. Can it be made cheaper?"
"I will buy it for 20,000 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones."
The boss is a gentle middle-aged man in his forties with a beard on his chin. He shook his head and said, "Thirty thousand low-grade spiritual stones. One more is not necessary, one less is not enough."
"How about twenty-four thousand low-grade spiritual stones? This is all my wealth."
The gentle middle-aged man still shook his head.
Seeing this, the few people who wanted to buy the sword were helpless. Although they were warriors in the late Baoyuan realm, they had at most about 20,000 to 30,000 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones. This was already very rich. Outside of Wucheng, most of the Baoyuan realm warriors
Warriors in the late Yuan realm may not be able to even afford ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones, not to mention that their own cultivation requires a large amount of low-grade spiritual stones, and it is obvious that they cannot spend them all.
"I want thirty thousand low-grade spiritual stones."
Ye Chen and Murong Qingcheng walked over side by side.
The gentle middle-aged man looked at Ye Chen and asked suspiciously: "You want to buy it?" He has been in Wucheng for many years and knows that those who can produce 30,000 low-grade spiritual stones are basically some veteran warriors in the late Baoyuan realm, and the opponent is young.
Even if you come from a big sect, you will definitely not have so many low-grade spiritual stones. Unless you are the top genius in the sect, you are qualified to go to the ancient inheritance place and get many treasures in exchange for the sect.
Without saying a word, Ye Chen took out three boxes of spirit stones from the storage spirit ring.
"Okay, the Star Mark Sword is yours." The gentle middle-aged man looked happy. He recently fell in love with a set of earth-level low-level martial arts, which includes light skills, palm skills, and exercises. If you sell a single copy, it may only cost 10,000 yuan.
There are many low-grade spiritual stones, but when sold together, the total value is as high as 70,000, and now there is still 20,000 short. As for the extra 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones from selling the Star Mark Sword, they are used for self-cultivation.
"Tsk, tsk, this guy is so rich! Take 30,000 low-grade spiritual stones as soon as you ask."
"I'm sure that he must be a genius disciple of a large sect and have entered the ancient inheritance place. Otherwise, at his age, he may not have so many spiritual stones even if he accumulates them for four or five years."
"Well, that makes sense. Look at the masked woman next to him. Her cultivation seems to be at the peak of the middle stage of Baoyuan Realm. However, the fluctuations of true energy emanating from her body seem to be even higher than ours. She must have cultivated something powerful.
The quality and total amount of Qi in her skills are terrifyingly high, so it’s probably not easy for that kid to walk with her."
The nearby late-stage Baoyuan realm warriors were talking a lot, some looked surprised, some looked greedy, and some looked envious.
Murong Qingcheng whispered: "It's expensive. The best low-grade treasure is only worth 20,000, and it will never exceed 25,000."
Ye Chen said indifferently: "I don't lack spiritual stones now, but I lack swords, so it doesn't matter."
The star-marked sword in the crystal counter is four feet long, and the blade is not inserted into the scabbard. The whole body exudes a hazy sword light, like stars in the sky, twinkling and twinkling, which is extremely extraordinary. Ye Chen can see it at a glance.
The Star Mark Sword is a top-notch item among low-grade swords, and is slightly better than the Sky-Splitting Knife that Lynch bought at auction. If you don't buy it now, you will regret it if it is bought by someone else.
"Wait a minute, I want this Star Mark Sword."
The gentle middle-aged man was about to hand the Star Mark Sword to Ye Chen when he stopped him with one hand and said in an indifferent voice.
Everyone looked and saw that the person who blocked him was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face. He had a sullen nose, triangular eyes, a skinny face, and a thin body that seemed to be blown over by a gust of wind. However, they noticed the extremely cold aura on his body, and no one dared to do so.
Look down upon.
"This person is the inner elder of Tianying Castle - Blood Eagle Sword Yuan Zongbo." Someone recognized the identity of the skinny middle-aged man and whispered.
"It's him. Now there's something good to see. Yuan Zongbo is a veteran late-stage Baoyuan Realm warrior. Ordinary late-Baoyuan Realm warriors are no match for him with just one sword."
"If you can't get the Star Mark Sword, just watch the excitement."
"hey-hey!"
The onlookers spread out a little and stood not far away watching the situation develop.
Ye Chen's face darkened and he looked at the gentle middle-aged man. Now it depends on the other party's attitude. If he insists on selling the Star Mark Sword to him, everything will be easy.
The gentle middle-aged man pushed away Yuan Zongbo's palm and said to Ye Chen: "Little brother, the Star Mark Sword belongs to you. As for what you do with the Star Mark Sword, it has nothing to do with me."
Heaving a sigh of relief, Ye Chen took the Star Mark Sword.
snort!
Yuan Zongbo looked at the gentle middle-aged man with cold eyes, "Very good, you actually didn't give me Yuan Zongbo's face. It seems you are very confident."
"My friend is sitting upright, and of course he is confident. The other party has paid the spirit stone for this Star Mark Sword, and now it belongs to him." The gentle middle-aged man said without any fear on his face.
Murderous intent was evident in his eyes. If this was not a martial city and fighting was prohibited, Yuan Zongbo would have killed the middle-aged Sven with one sword. Why would he talk nonsense with him? Moreover, now that the Star Mark Sword is in Ye Chen's hand, he continues to threaten the middle-aged Sven.
Useless.
Turning his head to look at Ye Chen, Yuan Zongbo said: "Brother, please give me a price and sell me this Star Mark Sword. We can talk to you later."
Putting away the Star Mark Sword, Ye Chen said: "Sorry, I won't sell it."
"You have to think clearly before speaking." Yuan Zongbo narrowed his eyes.
"This is the result of thinking clearly. Now we have something to do. Let's say goodbye." Ye Chen didn't want to tangle with Yuanzong Bodo. This kind of person is not a ruthless person who can make him change his mind with just a few words, so saying so is tantamount to
Not saying anything, just a waste of time.
"Boy, you are looking for death. Don't think that Wucheng can protect you for life. As long as you leave Wucheng, I, Yuan Zongbo, have many ways to make you hand over the Star Mark Sword. Of course, at that time, the Star Mark Sword could not solve the problem. How?
We also need to charge some interest." Yuan Zongbo was so angry that he almost vomited blood. His face turned slightly red due to the continuous deflation, and then he clenched his palms tightly, and each blue vein became prominent.
Regarding Yuan Zongbo's harsh words, Ye Chen pretended not to have heard it. After leaving Wucheng, everyone relied on their abilities. If he was frightened by just one or two words, then why would he come out to practice? Isn't it better to huddle in Liuyun Sect?
Well, at least Liuyun Sect is protected by a strong person from the Star Realm.
Looking at Ye Chen's back, everyone was surprised.
"This kid is really straightforward and ignores Yuan Zongbo."
"But it's difficult for Yuan Zongbo to kill him! The masked woman next to him is very strong. If the two of them join forces, they might be able to hurt Yuan Zongbo."
"What's the point of relying on women?"
After listening to everyone's words, Yuan Zongbo snorted coldly. He naturally saw how powerful Murong Qingcheng was, but he had the confidence to kill Ye Chen and then leave calmly. Moreover, his vision was so sophisticated. The relationship between Murong Qingcheng and Ye Chen
They were just ordinary friends who would eventually separate. At that time, he wanted the other person to die without a burial place. This was the price for offending him, Yuan Zongbo.
Flushing his sleeves, Yuan Zongbo turned around and left. He wanted to find someone to monitor Ye Chen to prevent him from sneaking away without knowing it.
The other side of the hall.
Murong Qingcheng said: "That Yuan Zongbo is not simple. With your strength, it is probably a bit reluctant." She didn't want to hit Ye Chen, so she used the word reluctant. Seriously speaking, Ye Chen had only one way to escape when he met Yuan Zongbo. As for how he could
Whether he will escape or not is still unknown.
"It's boring to practice if it's not dangerous. It's just a little extra." Ye Chen is not worried at all. He now has the practice method of the third form of Po Xu Finger and the secret method of increasing Qing Gong, Buro San Xuan Jue. As long as he is given a month,
His strength will definitely improve to the next level. Even if he cannot defeat Yuan Zongbo, he will still be very afraid of the opponent. Of course, if his cultivation reaches the peak of the early stage of Baoyuan Realm, he will be more confident.
"makes sense."
Murong Qingcheng nodded.
After buying the Star Mark Sword, the two of them did not leave immediately. There were too many treasures in the trading hall, and there might be something they needed.
While walking, Murong Qingcheng suddenly stopped in front of a crystal counter.
In the crystal counter, a pair of golden gloves were placed there quietly. They seemed to be very thin, and their whole body exuded astonishing spiritual power fluctuations.
Seeing the price tag on the gold gloves, Murong Qingcheng shook her head and had no intention of buying it.
Ye Chen said: "These low-grade gloves are good, why don't you buy them."
"We don't have so many low-grade spiritual stones for the time being. We'll talk about it later, and I already have a pair of gloves." As the second disciple of Feitian Demon Sect, Murong Qingcheng had already owned low-grade gloves, but compared with these gold gloves, they were obviously much inferior.
"It's only twenty-three thousand low-grade spiritual stones. I'll pay for you as a thank you for bringing me to Wucheng." Ye Chen simply took out two large boxes and three small boxes, which contained low-grade spiritual stones.
For him, twenty-three thousand low-grade spiritual stones is just a small amount. He currently owns more than two million low-grade spiritual stones and more than 60,000 medium-grade spiritual stones. He is richer than an ordinary ninth-grade sect.
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"Thank you then." Murong Qingcheng practiced demonic techniques and had no troubling temperament.
"Qingcheng, why do you need him to help you pay? I'll give you these gold gloves as a gift."
At this moment, a young man in brocade clothes took out the low-grade spiritual stone before Ye Chen and handed it to the boss with golden gloves.
Seeing this person, Murong Qingcheng had no expression on his face, "Second Prince, what a coincidence!"
"Yes! It's indeed a coincidence." The young man is not handsome in appearance, but he has an aura of a king. Behind him are four old men in black, all of whom are not inferior to Yuan Zongbo in cultivation. The leader is
He is obviously a peak warrior in the late Baoyuan realm.
"I think it's better to forget it, these gloves are not to my liking!"
Murong Qingcheng did not intend to accept the gift from the other party.
The young man turned around and said, "Why, didn't you want to buy it just now?"
"It was just now. Now I don't like it anymore. Ye Chen, let's go." Murong Qingcheng turned and left, and Ye Chen followed her helplessly.
The smile on the young man's face froze. It was okay for Ye Chen to help him pay for the spiritual stones, but it was unreasonable for him to give them to her but not pay for them.
"Mr. Liu, send a few people to monitor them and see what relationship that kid has with her."
"Yes, Your Highness the Second Prince." The old man who led the group said in a respectful tone.
"It better be okay, otherwise don't blame me."
After giving Ye Chen a sinister look, the young man threw down his gold gloves and walked away.