Hearing what the steward said, the young man at the head frowned slightly.
He turned to look at Mo Wangchen, his eyes narrowed slightly, "This friend also needs four-leaf ginseng and wood lingzhi?"
Mo Wangchen looked at him without saying a word.
The young man said again, "I wonder what this friend wants Yotsuba to do with Ganoderma lucidum. Can you give me the medicinal materials?"
"I'm sorry, these two medicinal materials are of great use to me, so I can't give them to each other." Mo Wangchen shook his head.
"Huh, before the medicinal materials are in your hands, the deal has not yet been concluded. In this case, the medicinal materials cannot be regarded as yours. We also have the right to compete."
Before the young man could speak, one of the three old men behind him stood up with a somewhat arrogant tone.
"oh?"
Hearing his words, Mo Wangchen sneered in his heart, "How do you want to compete?"
"Of course the one with the highest price gets it."
"Having said that, there has to be a first-come, first-served basis. Since I came first, you should stay behind." Mo Wangchen said.
"First come, first served, that's the rule of the weak. If you can't afford the price, just leave as soon as possible." The young man spoke, and the trace of politeness on his face was restrained at this moment. He looked at Mo Wangchen indifferently.
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"So, do you think I am weak?" Mo Wangchen sneered on his face. He didn't mind killing a few more people from the ancient royal family.
The young man in front of him was at the third level of the Imperial Realm at most, and the three old men behind him were only at the fifth or sixth level of the Imperial Realm.
It poses no threat to yourself at all!
"You two, please calm down..."
Seeing that the atmosphere of the scene suddenly changed, the steward hurriedly came out to persuade him and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Now it seems that both parties are not good friends. Today's Northern Immortal Territory is in constant turmoil and chaos. As a small steward, he does not dare to offend anyone easily. "Well, I will inform Master Lingmu of this moment first."
, how about letting him decide for both of you?"
Hearing the steward's words, the young man snorted coldly and said nothing. Mo Wangchen continued to sit where he was without speaking.
The steward turned and left, a little hastily. Now, the matter can only be left to Master Lingmu. With Master Lingmu's identity and position in the Northern Immortal Realm, he may not be afraid of the people on both sides below.
Is that your identity?
"Hey, failed again..."
At this moment, in a certain room in the attic on the second floor of Lingdan Pavilion.
A white-haired old man sat cross-legged in front of an alchemy furnace. His hair was unruly and allowed to fall on his shoulders.
The old man was none other than Master Lingmu. From the mouth of the alchemy furnace in front of him, there was a trace of thick black smoke coming out. It was obvious that something had happened while refining the alchemy, which led to the failure.
"Dong dong dong!"
Outside the room door, there was suddenly a knock on the door.
"Who?" Master Lingmu frowned. He was in a bad mood at the moment and was worried about what kind of blind guy was bothering him.
"Master Lingmu, it's me..."
The steward called out cautiously outside the door, and he could hear the displeasure in Master Lingmu's tone.
I couldn't help but feel startled, and suddenly remembered that Master Lingmu seemed to be refining some elixir, and had specifically told myself not to disturb him.
"Come in." Master Lingmu shouted.
The steward pushed open the door and immediately smelled the smell of burnt herbs. Cold sweat broke out on his back.
This is Master Lingmu's alchemy failure. I'm afraid he is in the worst mood. If he comes to disturb him, he will inevitably be scolded.
"What's the matter? Didn't you specifically tell me not to disturb you while I was refining the elixir?"
Master Lingmu frowned and looked directly at the other person. His face was calm and intimidating, and there was a faint pride in his eyebrows that belonged to an alchemist.
"Master Lingmu, it's like this..."
The manager had to bite the bullet and could only tell the story from beginning to end.
"Okay Chen Kang, just throw it to me if you can't handle it yourself. I think you don't want to do it as a manager, right?"
After hearing what the steward said, Master Lingmu immediately cursed.
The steward's legs were trembling and he almost knelt down, "It's unfair, Master Lingmu. The guests on both sides downstairs seem to have some backgrounds. How can I afford to offend..."
"What's the origin?"
Master Lingmu glanced at the steward, calmed down a bit and asked, "You mean they both want four-leaf ginseng and wood lingzhi?"
"That's right, since Siye participated in the Ganoderma lucidum, I only have one share in the Lingdan Pavilion. Naturally, I can't make the decision and sell it to anyone. If it offends the other party, I'm just a small steward..."
Seeing that Master Lingmu no longer seemed so angry, the steward secretly wiped his hands with cold sweat and continued, "One of them seems to be a member of the ancient royal family..."
"The ancient royal family?"
Hearing this, Master Lingmu immediately frowned. No wonder he came to deal with it. The ancient royal family was indeed difficult to deal with.
"I'll go meet them."
After saying that, Master Lingmu stood up from where he was. Although the ancient royal family was strong, he naturally relied on him. As a holy alchemist and an elder of the Alchemy Sect, a mere ancient royal family could
What to do with yourself?
"Your Excellency seems very unfamiliar. I wonder which Holy Land you are a disciple of?"
At this moment, on the first floor of Lingdan Pavilion, behind the young man, an old man stood up, looked at Mo Wangchen, and asked.
In his opinion, Mo Wangchen is not a member of the ancient royal family, but he dares to openly conflict with himself and others. He can only be said to be a disciple of the Holy Land. Otherwise, how can people in ordinary forces be so bold?
When you see people from the ancient royal family, it's too late to hide.
"look unfamiliar?"
Mo Wangchen was stunned, I'm afraid they were the only ones who would say that, right?
Now, I have enemies all over the world, and I don’t know how many people want to kill me. I am afraid that soon, when those powerful people publish my portrait, everyone in the world will know me.
"It's really a brilliance for you to come to my Lingdan Pavilion."
At this moment, not far away, under the leadership of the steward, Master Lingmu finally arrived. While he spoke, his eyes were looking up and down at Mo Wangchen and the members of the Taikoo royal family.
"Everyone, this is Master Lingmu." The steward said to Mo Wangchen and the young people, and then he retreated and left.
"Master Su Wen's name, Master Lingmu, is indeed well-deserved when I see him today." The young man opened his mouth and spoke to Master Lingmu very politely.
After all, the other party is a saint-level alchemist. Looking at the entire Northern Immortal Territory, he also has a very important position.
"We, the Sky-devouring Tiger clan, want to buy the Four-leaf Ganoderma lucidum, so please ask the master to give us a price." After being polite, the young man said directly.
"Are you ignoring me?"
Mo Wangchen stood up from where he was and glanced at the other person lightly. He sneered and saw that there was a special standard on the clothes on Master Lingmu's chest, which belonged to the Alchemy Sect.