Chapter 165: Those who enjoy privileges

Style: Fantasy Author: Ni Cang TianWords: 3387Update Time: 24/01/11 07:06:49
"Because she is Zhao Yuanqi."

Han Ting's simple words made Pang Jian deeply understand once again that the so-called rules... are not absolute.

Standing in the corner, he soon realized that a proud woman like Zhao Yuanqi could enjoy more privileges.

She and Jiang Li were active in front of the futon wooden platforms. Whenever something caught her eye, she would open her mouth to make a deal, pay the spirit stone, pick up the thing, and turn away.

She didn't need it at all, so she went to the woman in white on the round platform to pay a commission of 10% of the total amount.

On the contrary, the person who made the deal with her obediently went to Yuantai to find the subordinates of Old Monster Cao and paid 10% of the total amount honestly.

"she……"

Pang Jian frowned again.

"The five major sects, a dazzling figure like her, enjoy such privileges."

Han Ting knew what he was thinking, and her face was full of envy. She said: "This kind of privilege is only for a few people, such as Zhao Yuanqi, Fang Boxuan of Blood Moon, Xie Xiwen of Galaxy Alliance and Yang Rui of Lieyang Sect."

"As long as these four people don't die, they will definitely become famous in the second world in the future. Old Monster Cao is also willing to show goodwill."

There was a pause.

Han Ting added: "Except for these four, even the Nine Yuans of the Blood Moon and the elders of the Concentration Realm of each sect do not have such privileges. As for the casual cultivators like Lei Kun, they must also follow the rules set by Old Monster Cao. Pay the commission of 10% of the total amount honestly!"

Pang Jian nodded and understood.

He also noticed that Lei Kun, who had chosen several spiritual materials, indeed had to pay a 10% commission.

However, Mrs. Hua, who returned to Yuantai, would smile brighter when facing Lei Kun, and would even take the initiative to say a few words.

That's all.

"Let's go around too."

Pang Jian walked around casually.

With a goal in mind, he was inconspicuous among the crowd. Jiang Li, who was with Zhao Yuanqi, did not notice him.

A quarter of an hour later.

Pang Jian knew that the prices of the items displayed in the trading place were much higher than the spiritual materials he saw on the first day.

Most of the spiritual materials produced by casual cultivators on the first day were within a few thousand spiritual stones, and few exceeded ten thousand spiritual stones.

This trip is different.

After wandering around for a while, Pang Jian saw that the prices of spiritual materials, pills, and utensils all exceeded 10,000 spiritual stones without exception.

Materials worth tens of thousands of spiritual stones are actually not uncommon.

"Soul nourishing pill..."

He stopped in front of a wooden platform, looked at a bottle of dark blue pills, and paid attention to the notes below.

"This is a pill that is one level higher than the calming pill that I purchased before. It is said that it is used to refine the soul of the Concentrating Soul Realm." Han Ting took the initiative to explain her confusion and said: "After we break through the Dongxuan Realm, we will first It will condense the spiritual consciousness, and the Calming Pill can only enhance the spiritual consciousness."

"As for the major cultivation of the Condensation Realm, on the basis of spiritual consciousness, the soul has been successfully condensed. The soul nourishing pill is a pill that warms and nourishes the soul. It is more effective than the calming pill."

Hearing this, Pang Jian nodded: "I see."

A bottle of ten soul nourishing pills, the total price is...a full thirty thousand spirit stones, and the price is ten times that of the calming pill.

"Pang Jian, I can't do anything about this soul-nurturing pill, and there's really nothing you can do about it if you like me."

Han Ting grimaced and whispered sheepishly.

"If you can't afford it, don't get in the way."

The seller, with his head hanging down, chased people away with a look of displeasure on his face: "You always stand so others can't see my stall!"

"Feel sorry."

Han Ting wisely pulled Pang Jian to make room, and whispered: "He seems to be Lian Feng, a casual cultivator. He is also a major cultivator in the Concentration Realm. Although his name is not as loud as Lei Kun, he is still quite powerful. He is the soul nourishing pill. I didn’t expect him to sell the rare spiritual materials that are needed for this level of overhaul.”

Pang Jian muttered in his heart: "Thirty thousand..."

Not long after.

He stopped in front of another stall, looked at a book wrapped in a wooden box, and whispered: "The Holy Body of Great Creation... fifty thousand spiritual stones!"

"Yes, it's fifty thousand." The stall owner squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "This is just a fragment of the formula!"

Pang Jian looked at him in surprise.

The stall owner with a deer head and rat eyes was wearing a colorful robe, with long gray hair draped casually around his shoulders, and his small eyes flashed with a cunning light. He said: "Didn't you see that this body-tempering spiritual secret contains a... holy word?"

Before Pang Jian could react, Han Ting looked strange and said in shock: "Is it really a saint?"

"Well, since it is an incomplete Holy Level Body Tempering Technique, my price is only 50,000 spirit stones. If it were complete, the price of this Great Creation Holy Body Technique would be more than ten times higher!"

The stall owner sighed and said with a slight sigh: "This is because the current mainstream practice gradually no longer focuses on the polishing and tempering of the flesh and blood body. In the past, when the body tempering technique was popular, the saint-level The body tempering technique will never appear in such a trading place!"

The wretched-looking stall owner seemed to be remembering the past, with a strange look in his eyes.

"Holy level..."

Pang Jian suddenly woke up.

Techniques, artifacts, and pills are all divided into elementary, intermediate, advanced, holy, and divine levels.

He had been wandering around for a long time, and most of the things he saw for sale were mid-to-high-level, and the value of the magic artifacts was tens of thousands.

It is rumored that even the soul wandering realm and the Nirvana Realm overhaul in the second realm will be moved by treasures that have reached the holy level.

"Can I take a look?"

Pang Jian asked sincerely.

"cannot."

The stall owner shook his head and said indifferently: "Fifty thousand spiritual stones, you can go back and take a look at them after you buy them. I must also explain in advance that this article about the Holy Body of Creation is only the first part."

"There is another second chapter left outside, but unfortunately I haven't found it yet, and I don't know where it was left."

"certainly!"

The stall owner grinned and said calmly: "If you find the next chapter for me, I won't sell it!"

Pang Jian remained silent.

A bottle of soul-nourishing pill that he favored cost 30,000 yuan, and a piece of remnant formula cost 50,000 yuan. These two items alone were astronomical figures.

unless……

After his eyes brightened slightly, he found an empty futon and sat down next to the stall owner.

With a thought in his mind, he took out the horn of the seventh-level ice crystal beast and placed it on the wooden platform in front of him.

"Well!"

The stall owner with a deer-headed rat-eye next to him shuddered unexpectedly, glanced at the horn, and yelled: "The horn of a level seven ferocious beast!"

Han Ting also shivered due to the cold air.

Only then did she understand why Pang Jian asked about the value of the horn of the sixth-level ice crystal beast in Cave No. 56 a few days ago.

It turned out that Pang Jian had the horn of a level seven ice crystal beast in his hand!

"It's so cold!"

"Who took out the extremely cold treasure and didn't put it in bottles and jars?"

"Damn, I'm freezing to death!"

The casual cultivators not far away were also affected by the severe cold released by the seventh-level ice crystal beast's horn, and they all looked at it in shock.

"Level 7 ice crystal beast, horn, 400,000."

Pang Jian casually picked up a wooden sign, wrote a line of small words on it, and placed it next to the horn.

"Pang Jian!"

Jiang Li's familiar scream suddenly sounded.

"who?"

Zhao Yuanqi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Senior Sister Jiang, what are you talking about?"

She looked suspiciously at a young man in black who was surrounded by cold fog, and asked curiously: "Is he the Pang Jian you mentioned?"

"it's him!"

Jiang Li was so pleasantly surprised that she immediately walked towards Pang Jian, who had become extremely conspicuous by taking out the horn of the seventh-level ice crystal beast. Her bright eyes were filled with excitement.

"Oh my god, a level seven ice crystal beast, or a beast horn?"

"Four hundred thousand spiritual stones is... reasonable!"

"What's the background of this kid? Seventh-level ferocious beasts are rare in our third world. Where did he get it?"

"..."

Many people in the trading pit heard the news and commented curiously, staring at Pang Jian again and again.

Pang Jian was calm and composed.

"As expected of a member of a great family in the upper world, he can amaze everyone with anything he brings out at will."

Lei Kun in the distance didn't come forward. He nodded slightly, but he didn't feel strange.

Zhang Bin in the corner looked sadly and sighed, thinking about how to get Han Ting to give up her hostility towards them.

"Pang Lin, why are you here?"

Jiang Li crossed the crowded crowd and stood in front of Pang Jian, saying excitedly.

Knowing that she would eventually notice him, Pang Jian nodded at her and said, "I live on the 19th floor of the first peak, in Cave No. 56. Let's talk later."

"Okay, okay."

Jiang Li, who had too many doubts in her heart, resisted asking further questions. When Zhao Yuanqi also came over, she held Zhao Yuanqi's arm tightly.

"Without him, Junior Brother Zhou and I would have died long ago, and my arms would not have grown back."

She whispered to Zhao Yuanqi.

The aloof girl nodded slightly, looked at the young man in black who was sitting upright, and said, "I am Zhao Yuanqi from Hongshan. I will visit your cave No. 56 in the evening."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar.

They did not expect that this young ancestor from Hongshan would suddenly show interest in Pang Jian and even said that he would visit at night.

Han Ting, who was standing behind Pang Jian, was also shouting in her heart: "Zhao Yuanqi, she is Zhao Yuanqi!"

Pang Jian looked indifferent and nodded: "Okay."

"See you later then."

After leaving these words, Zhao Yuanqi pulled Jiang Li and retreated directly from the crowd.

When Jiang Li left, she looked at Pang Jian frequently, obviously she had a lot to ask.

She was still thinking about...Sister Luo in her heart. Why was Sister Luo not here?

Under the gaze of the crowd, Pang Jian remained calm and allowed everyone to talk.

Many people who came over looked at the horn of the seventh-level ice crystal beast and showed obvious interest, but no one came forward to seek a deal.

"Little brother, your stuff is definitely a good treasure, but because the price is too high, most people can't afford it."

The stall owner next door to the deer-headed rat-eyes saw that Pang Jian was interested in his incomplete spell, and said kindly: "Now, the news that you are selling the horns of the seventh-level ice crystal beast has been released to the outside world. You can tell Mrs. Hua about it. , you can come back tomorrow or some time the day after tomorrow.”

"When the news ferments for a day or two, those who really like the horns and have enough spiritual stones will naturally show up at the appointed time."

That’s it.

He chuckled, crushed the previously engraved wooden sign into pieces, took a new wooden sign and wrote a line of words.

——The Holy Body of Great Creation, eighty thousand spiritual stones!

Pang Jian, who was grateful to him just a moment ago, watched him silently finish all this and raise the new wooden sign calmly, and then he angrily remained silent.

Also standing in the crowd, Lian Feng, the stall owner selling soul nourishing pills, returned to his stall thoughtfully.

After just a moment's hesitation, Lian Feng directly changed the price of the soul nourishing pill from 30,000 to 50,000.



(End of chapter)