"Who else is competing?"
Cao Mang, who was short in stature, stood on the round platform and looked around, his loud voice resounding in every corner of the trading place.
The gazes of the attendees naturally fell on Luo Hongyan's flawless and beautiful face inside the crystal.
However, no one spoke again.
To this day, those who are still qualified to enter the trading field are either the elders and leaders of the major sects, or they are high-level casual cultivators who are famous in the third world.
After Jiuyuan, Lou Yunming and Yang Rui made it clear that they were competing for Luo Hongyan, and Jiuyuan also showed that he was determined to win...
The new contender must consider carefully whether he can leave Yuanmang alive even if he successfully competes for Luo Hongyan.
"Lao Cao, the boy named Pang Jian, said he is the woman's brother. Qi Qingsong and Zhao Yuanqi are close to that boy. Is it okay for us to do this?"
Mrs. Hua was sitting quietly and dignifiedly, her red lips not moving, communicating with Cao Mang using spiritual consciousness and secret methods.
Cao Mang's face remained as usual, and he responded with a secret method: "It doesn't matter. He just recognizes Qi Qingsong and Zhao Yuanqi, but he is not Qi Qingsong and Zhao Yuanqi!"
Mrs. Hua nodded slightly.
"It is said that Qi Qingsong, Zhou Qingchen, Dong Tianze and others went through a trial together a few months ago. This Pang Jian should be just one of the trialists, and he also provoked Dong Tianze."
Cao Mang, who had made the decision, had already sorted out the context and sent a private message: "His true identity is a hunter in the Cenji Mountains of the Lower Realm. No matter how much Qi Qingsong and Zhao Yuanqi value him, this identity cannot be changed at present."
"I won't give up the millions of spiritual stones I got just because he has some relationship with Qi Qingsong and Zhao Yuanqi!"
Cao Mang, who is greedy for money but not lustful, has worked hard to manage Yuan Mang for many years, collecting rare treasures and spiritual materials from all over the world, and holding a trading event every three years in order to raise enough money for himself and Mrs. Hua to continue practicing. H.
——He will never let go of the property he has obtained.
"Well, as long as you figure it out."
Mrs. Hua stopped persuading.
"Wow!"
With a smile on her face, she landed next to Huang Qi and said, "Everyone who competes needs to prove that they have sufficient financial resources. You can't just shout and we will allow it."
She knew that Jiuyuan, Lou Yunming, Yang Rui and Pang Jian could all produce millions of spiritual stones.
Huang Qi... she had never seen him before, and she estimated that his realm was only the Cave Mystic Realm. She was worried that this person was deliberately causing trouble, so she motioned to Huang Qi to show him his belongings.
"It seems you don't believe me."
Huang Qi showed an insulted expression.
With his lewd eyes, he glanced hard at the astonishing peaks on Mrs. Hua's chest, and then began to pick up the spiritual jade from the storage bracelet.
Soon, Huang Qi was almost overwhelmed by the spiritual jade he took out!
"Is that enough?"
Standing in a small space surrounded by spiritual jade, Huang Qi looked at Mrs. Hua with a smile.
"Enough! Enough!"
Mrs. Hua nodded repeatedly.
at the same time.
Another wisp of her spiritual voice entered Cao Mang's heart: "This person's origin is unknown. He once sold a fragment of the Holy Body of Great Creation to Pang Jian. Yesterday, he ignored Yang Rui with 600,000 spiritual stones. , purchased a pair of eyes of the red-eyed demon wolf from Pang Jian."
"I really didn't expect that he actually has a million spiritual stones in his hand!"
"His actual cultivation level, I feel, is only the Dongxuan Realm, or at most the early stage of the Concentration Realm."
"Cao Mang!"
Mrs. Hua's last voice was slightly excited.
On the round stage, Cao Mang had no expression on his face, but secretly responded: "You arrange for someone to keep an eye on him. After he leaves Yuan Mang, I will meet him personally!"
Mrs. Hua's eyes were filled with joy.
As one of the strongest casual cultivators in the third world, Cao Mang was able to hoard a huge amount of wealth because of the shady deeds he did behind the scenes.
Going up, he had an affair with the most vicious people in the second and third realms.
Going down, he kept in touch with the aliens in the fifth realm.
Over the years, as long as casual cultivators like Huang Qi, who did not have a sectarian background, dared to reveal their wealth in Yuan Mang, when his gathering was over and the casual cultivators left happily... many of them would disappear without a trace.
"Jiu Yuan, Lou Yunming, Yang Rui, Pang Jian, Huang Qi."
In front of everyone, Mrs. Hua took out a round wooden bucket and threw five bamboo sticks into it.
"There is only one lot, engraved with the word winning. The five of you can draw it based on your luck."
"Crash! Crash!"
She shook the barrel, messing up the five picks, and stood in front of the crystal that sealed Luo Hongyan with the barrel in hand.
"Who comes first?"
Mrs. Hua asked with a smile.
Yang Rui from Lieyang Sect didn't answer and strode over from a distance.
After arriving here, he did not go to see Pang Jian, but looked at Qi Qingsong who was looking casual, and said: "It won't be too long before I will enter the second world and become famous in the second world. Because I joined first I belong to the Lieyang Sect, and what I practice is the Spiritual Art of the Lieyang Sect. When I reach the second realm, I may not be able to become an inner disciple of Jianlou and Demon Sect..."
"But I can also become a distinguished guest."
Confidence appeared on Yang Rui's face and he said: "If I go to the Jianlou, if this inner disciple is not as good as me, he should be polite and salute when he sees me."
Qi Qingsong, who heard the deep meaning in his words, smiled nonchalantly and did not answer his words.
"I'll go first!"
Huang Qi suddenly stepped forward.
He stood in front of Mrs. Hua with his back to everyone. He stared at Mrs. Hua's chest and stretched out his dry left hand to touch the bamboo sticks in the barrel.
Inside the round wooden barrel, each bamboo stick quietly shone with a silvery luster to prevent Huang Qi's spiritual consciousness from escaping and locking on the bamboo stick with the word "win the lottery" engraved on it.
"Ah! Sorry, I seemed to have touched it wrong!"
Because he had been staring at Mrs. Hua's chest and not looking at the barrel at all, Huang Qi's hand touched Mrs. Hua's small white hand holding the barrel.
He secretly grabbed two handfuls, and just when Mrs. Hua's beautiful eyes were about to burst with evil energy, he hurriedly drew a lot.
After taking a look, he shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly at Pang Jian: "I'm sorry, little brother."
Pang Jian said "hmm".
On the round platform.
Cao Mang, who was a dwarf, looked at Huang Qi, who deliberately took advantage of Mrs. Hua, with the eyes of a dead person.
Cao Mang was already thinking about how he should treat Huang Qi after Huang Qi left Yuan Mang.
The onlookers looked at Huang Qi with a sinister look and then at Cao Mang on the round platform, secretly admiring Huang Qi's courage.
Many people were whispering in the corner, asking about Huang Qi's identity and guessing his origins and origins.
Huang Qi, who has a huge fortune, dared to tease Mrs. Hua in public, and in front of Cao Mang. This person... is probably in danger.
People who know Cao Mang's temper firmly believe that as soon as Huang Qi leaves Yuan Mang, he will be crushed to pieces by the furious Cao Mang.
"Who's next?"
Mrs. Hua, who suppressed her anger, drank softly again.
"Let me do it."
Yang Rui of Lieyang Sect stepped forward.
He had no interest in Mrs. Hua, but kept looking at Luo Hongyan inside the prismatic crystal, and praised: "With millions of spiritual stones, it is worth it to harvest such a strange woman, although there are other reasons. "
He took out a lottery ticket, glanced at it, and said coldly: "I'm very disappointed that I couldn't use this to disgust you."
He looked at Pang Jian, and with a "Peng" sound, the bamboo stick was suddenly burned to ashes by the blazing flames.
Disappointed, he turned around and left, went to the other end of the round platform, and looked at a wooden box containing pills.
Right now.
Pang Jian raised his head, looked at Old Monster Cao who was suppressing his anger, and said calmly: "Cao Mang, has my sister offended you?"
He called him by his first name.
A proud man like Yang Rui would also address him as "Senior Cao" when facing Cao Mang.
In Jiuyuan, the elders of various sects like Lou Yunming were either called Brother Cao or Brother Cao.
All cultivators who enter the Yuanmang Shattered Land will give due respect to this powerful casual cultivator who is famous in the third world, and no one will call him by his first name.
Today, at this moment, there is an exception.
"I don't even remember how many years it has been since I was called by my first name..."
Cao Mang did not immediately answer Pang Jian's words. He muttered something in a daze first. After he calmed down, he looked at Pang Jian coldly and replied, "You have never offended me."
"Cao Mang, let's come to the rally you held. We'll settle in the first peak."
Pang Jian looked at him, spoke very slowly, and his voice was not high-pitched, and said, "Why?"
"Why did you destroy the soul array she set up on your way back? And why did you force her to find her in a hurry from the first peak of Yuan Mang? Why did you, Cao Mang, want to capture her alive as your trophy? Touting?”
"Why do you?"
Pang Jian asked every word.
The trading floor suddenly became audible.
Surprised eyes looked over Pang Jian and Cao Mang, and everyone was thinking deeply about his words.
"Little brother!"
Huang Qi gave a thumbs up and said to Pang Jian: "Well done!"
"Yes, why?!"
Jiang Li pursed her lips and exclaimed softly.
Zhao Yuanqi looked thoughtful, looking at Pang Jian's tall and straight back, and thought to herself: "No wonder Zhou Qingchen, Jiang Li and the others think so highly of him."
He called Old Monster Cao by his real name in public and questioned Old Monster Cao eloquently, let alone Pang Jian who had no identity and background.
If she were Pang Jian, she might not have such courage!
"Yeah, why does this old weirdo Cao arrest people for no reason? Just because she is from the Blood Spirit Sect?"
A young and beautiful woman wearing Galaxy Alliance clothes, with an astrolabe hanging on her waist, also softly echoed.
"Thank you girl, please stop saying a few words!"
Behind her, Liang Ying, the elder of the Galaxy Alliance, scolded in a low voice.
"Pang Jian has no background and dares to say it loudly. Why should I be afraid?"
Xie Xiwen curled her lips, glared at the elder, and said dissatisfied: "Or is it that our Galaxy Alliance does not have enough foundation to be timid about a casual cultivator?"
"Standing on someone else's territory, you have to give them some face. This is the way of the world!"
Liang Ying, the elder of the Concentration Realm, said angrily.
"oh."
Genius girl Xie Xiwen expressed that she seemed to understand but not quite.
"Just because I am Cao Mang."
The tall dwarf, Mr. Cao, stood in front of Pang Jian from the other end of the round platform amidst the criticism from everyone.
He put his hands behind his back, and an astonishing momentum rose to the sky.
He was still standing in the same place, but he gave people a feeling of towering like a mountain. Like the first peak of Yuanmang, he could see all the mountains at a glance and suppress all the mountains!
Elders from various sects like Jiu Yuan, Lou Yunming, and Liang Ying looked at Cao Mang at this moment with heavy eyes.
They are all in the Concentration Realm, but they are only in the early stages, and Cao Mang is obviously one step ahead of them!
"It has nothing to do with her being a remnant of the Blood Spirit Sect. It just means that I am Cao Mang!"
Old Monster Cao looked directly at Pang Jian, as if he were looking at an ant struggling in the dust, and said domineeringly: "In my territory, no matter what I, Cao Mang, want to do, none of the five major sects can even think of intervening!"
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(End of chapter)
