The old man had a look of disgust on his face, and the original enthusiasm on his face had long since disappeared under Yang Xinwei's pile of rubble.
Waste rock?
Yang Xinwei looked in disbelief. These low-grade soul stones, which were popular in the Zhenwu Empire, were just useless stones here and were worthless? What a joke!
Not to mention him, even Tian Haibo, who was following him, had a look of astonishment on his face, as did Dugu Feng.
Doesn't that mean that the soul stones they have are useless and cannot be spent?
Yang Xinwei reluctantly handed over the elixir, but said: "Senior, I really need this elixir. How about this, I will use these 300,000 low-grade soul stones to exchange for just one
A broken king pill."
The old man was not interested, so he took out a small bamboo stick and waved it, as if he was driving away flies: "Go away and wait for it to cool down. This is garbage. Even if you take out a million yuan, it will be useless. Hurry and get out of the way."
Come on, don't disturb me from doing business."
Yang Xinwei was dejected. He absolutely did not believe that this was a waste stone, so he went to the store and tried it again. He was good-tempered and returned his soul stone. But he who was bad-tempered pinched his neck and threw it away.
came out.
"Haha, it's really embarrassing."
In the team of ten people, the Holy Son crossed his arms and sneered.
Yang Xinwei snorted coldly and responded: "You are not ashamed, so why don't you go and try? Otherwise, you are just a waste."
The Holy Son shook his head, walked over to the little old man who had previously sold the Po-Wang Pill, and said with a smile: "Give me a Po-Wang Pill."
The little old man looked at him suspiciously: "You are in the same group as the little fat guy before, are you going to use some waste rocks to fool me?"
The Holy Son smiled, and with a clatter, one hundred thousand low-grade soul stones of excellent quality were poured out directly in front of the old man, which immediately attracted wolf eyes.
The Holy Son smiled and said, "I wonder if the grade of these soul stones is up to standard?"
"Gulu!" The mountain-like soul stones were exposed in the air and piled up there, giving people a strong sense of impact. The little old man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and nodded quickly with a smile: "Enough, enough!"
The Holy Son played with Po Wang Dan and returned to the team, raised it in front of Yang Xinwei's red eyes, and then put it away with a smile.
"you……"
"Brother Yang, don't get excited, you can't beat him." Tian Haibo stopped him and said, "Don't worry, isn't it just a King-breaking Pill? When the dean comes back, just ask for one? This
This competition between colleges is very important, and I’m sure the dean won’t be stingy.”
After hearing this, Yang Xinwei's expression softened and he nodded.
"How many Po-Wang Pills do you have on hand? I want them all."
A voice attracted the attention of everyone present, but they saw Luo Chen coming to the alchemy shop after the Holy Son. His tone was so loud that Dugu Feng snorted on the spot.
"I want them all, what a big statement!"
His sneer was not concealed at all.
"Grandstanding." Shi Hao lazily raised his head and said.
"It's interesting." The Holy Son squinted his eyes and looked at Luo Chen. His eyes flickered on and off, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, flickering with strange light.
"All?" The little old man selling Po Wang Dan looked at Luo Chen and nodded. He did not despise Luo Chen like he despised Yang Xinwei before. He was also a Samsung Soul King, and he could clearly feel Luo Chen's body.
That faint sense of oppression.
This is originally a world where the weak prey on the strong and strength is respected. How could Luo Chen dare to despise Luo Chen’s strength?
At such a young age, he has achieved such strength and is so talented, so some people only have respect for him.
"I still have twenty King-breaking Pills in my hand. Master, are you sure... you want them all?"
One hundred thousand Po-Wang Pills, twenty pills, that’s two million!
I'm afraid only Shengzi and Shi Hao can handle such a large amount of money, right?
The ridicule in Dugu Feng's eyes became even more intense. He couldn't take out any of them anyway. Although he had a lot of low-grade soul stones on hand, they were still useless stones in terms of quality.
He didn't believe Luo Chen could take it out, so he saw it as a joke.
"Twenty pieces?" Luo Chen frowned.
"Haha, if you think it's too much, young master, you can..."
Luo Chen raised his hand to interrupt him, and shook his head regretfully: "It's too little, that's all, just twenty, I want them all."
As soon as these words came out, the sarcasm from Dugu Feng and Shi Hao all froze on their faces.
"Hmph! I'm trying to make a fool of myself. I want them all. I want to see what you can use to pay the bill later!"
Dugu Feng snorted heavily, his voice was hoarse and low, with a hint of anger. He thought that Luo Chen was doing this on purpose. He had already said that he couldn't bring out so much.
The money comes, but the next moment, Luo Chen says he wants it all. Isn't this a slap in the face?
"What a big gesture." Shi Hao narrowed his eyes. He didn't know where Luo Chen got the confidence, but he didn't say any sarcasm.
"You want them all?" The little old man looked shocked, thinking he had heard wrongly.
"Well, I want them all. I wonder if these are enough?"
What Luo Chen gave was a middle-grade soul stone.
The little old man checked it with his spiritual mind and gasped on the spot, his attitude became even more respectful.
"Enough, enough, no, it's too much."
Dugu Feng, who was waiting to see Luo Chen make a fool of himself, suddenly felt dizzy after hearing these words, and there was a breath in his chest that almost caused him internal injuries.
What did he hear? Did he give too much back?
Bang bang bang!
At this moment, he felt a sense of humiliation as if Luo Chen grabbed his collar and slapped him wildly. It was so embarrassing, and his face was so painful from the slap.
He couldn't believe his ears, it was so ironic! The slap on the face definitely didn't hurt. The words "it was too much" hurt him so much that his face was swollen.
How is this possible? Where did he get so many low-grade soul stones? He is just a poor man. Even he, the prince, can't get them. Why can he get them?
No one paid attention to his rage and ferocity at this time. Everyone's eyes were focused on Luo Chen. No, it should be the twenty King-breaking Pills in his hand.
"Did you give too much?" Luo Chen smiled and said, "I wonder if the old gentleman has other high-quality elixirs?"
"have!"
The old man perked up and began to introduce Luo Chen.
"This is Qi-increasing powder. Under the Soul King realm, you only need one to replenish the missing soul power in your body. How about it? One only costs ten low-grade soul stones. Is it cheap?"
"Old sir, you'd better tell me about other pills."
Obviously, Luo Chen didn't see such an elixir in his eyes. Since his cultivation level was different, Luo Chen's vision was naturally different from what it used to be. An ordinary elixir like this was really out of his sight.
"After taking the Explosive Spirit Pill, within an hour, you can explode with combat power far exceeding one and a half times your own cultivation strength! Of course, it is only useful for warriors below the Soul King realm."
Luo Chen shook his head in disappointment: "A pill like this that drastically increases one's cultivation strength has quite a lot of side effects, right?"
The old man was embarrassed and said: "There are some side effects, but they are not serious. It's just that after the effect of the medicine wears off, I won't be able to move for three hours."
Is this called a side effect? Everyone was speechless. If this was a life-and-death battle and the drug could not kill the other party within its efficacy, wouldn't it just turn him into a lamb to be slaughtered?
"Is there nothing else?"
"You don't like it?" The old man scratched his head, and saw him grinning and smiling mysteriously. He solemnly took a trace of fire from his arms. No, it should be said, it was a pill burning with flames.
"Hey, I see that my little friend, the Purple Palace on the Lingtai, has physical flames condensed by rules. I must be a fire attribute soul king, right? I wonder if you are not interested in this spiritual fire elixir?"
The Spirit Fire Pill, like the Po King Pill, is a fifth-grade high-level elixir. The only difference from the Po King Pill is that this Spirit Fire Pill is only useful for fire attribute souls, so on the mainland, its price
It is a level lower than Po Wang Dan.
Luo Chen became interested and asked: "How effective is this pill?"
"It can improve the understanding of fire rules by a fire attribute soul. One piece is equivalent to a low-grade fire attribute magic crystal, and only requires 50,000 low-grade soul stones."
"It's interesting, but is there anything else?"
When he heard that it was equivalent to a low-grade fire attribute magic crystal, Luo Chen gave up the idea of buying it. He had plenty of fire attribute magic crystals, and they were all high-quality magic crystals. He spent so many soul stones to buy this.
In his opinion, some things are not worth the gain.
"This is the Spiritual Fire Pill. Are you really not interested at all?"
Luo Chen shook his head with a smile. The little old man gritted his teeth, took out a small wooden box, and said: "If the young master is not even interested in this pill, then the old man can only exchange it for the young master's soul stone."
The old man opened the box, and what was inside the box was a small jade box, as big as a palm, and very delicately carved.
Let’s start with the introduction: “Soul Fusion Pill, a fifth-grade high-level elixir, has a very good healing effect on the damaged soul. Although this pill is not as good as the Yuanshen Pill, it has a little effect on the damaged soul.
Functional."
To put it bluntly, this soul-melting pill is only useful for soul users below the soul king level.
This kind of elixir is very unorthodox, and is generally refined by very few people. Firstly, because the soul grass required for the soul-melting elixir is too rare and difficult to find. Secondly, it is also because, although this soul-melting elixir is
A fifth-grade high-level elixir has no effect at all on a strong person in the Soul King realm. Just imagine, who is willing to spend such a high price to refine an elixir that is only useful against the scum of the Soul Master realm?
Even if it is refined, who will buy it? The elixir itself is too valuable. Even some powerful soul kings may not be able to afford it, let alone a soul master.
The little old man felt uneasy. He had accidentally acquired this elixir. It was too valuable, but its effect was minimal. He had had it in his hands for several years. He didn't know if the young man in front of him dared to be interested.
I guess you're not interested?
"Soul-melting pill?" Lu Yi rubbed his chin with his index finger and chuckled: "It's very interesting. I want this pill."
"Want it?" When the old man heard this, he was overjoyed. He was afraid that Luo Chen would regret it, so he quickly threw the elixir in his hand to him. It was not easy. After seven years, he finally got rid of this elixir!
Damn it, never sell such exotic elixirs again, it’s just a rip-off. (To be continued)