As soon as she saw the fire hidden in Mr. Mu's eyes, she knew what this man was up to. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and didn't bother to pay attention.
"My dear, Mr. Mu Shaobo, the young master of Aotian Sect's Mansion, what do you call my friend?" Mu Shaobo was not discouraged, and his smile became more cordial and gentle.
Aotian Zongfu, Young Master! Upon hearing this, both the street vendors and passers-by showed surprise on their faces, and looked at Mr. Mu with awe in their eyes.
Seeing this, Mu Shaobo was secretly proud.
It was not like he had never seen such a frosty-faced female cultivator before, but as soon as he revealed his identity, the ice and snow melted immediately. After a few days of coaxing, they would obediently throw themselves into his arms.
He believed that the woman in front of him would be no exception.
Unfortunately, this time he was wrong again.
"I've never heard of Aotian Zongfu." Gu Qingxi finally raised her head, looked him up and down, and said impatiently.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, the young master of the Aotian Clan House in front of him is polite and polite, and does not use his power to bully others. Perhaps he is romantic but not obscene. At least he is much better than the children of the aristocratic family who often fight against their parents and bully men and women.
But in her opinion, compared to the kind of children from aristocratic families who bully others and blatantly bully men and women, this kind of hypocrite who is modest and polite on the surface but secretly lustful is more deceptive and hateful.
If she hadn't had something serious to do and didn't want to cause trouble and involve the Pian Yun Sect, she would have blurted out the word "get out".
"What, you haven't heard of Aotian Zongfu?" Mu Shaobo looked at Gu Qingxi in surprise.
There are five major sects in the Lingtian realm, but even the Tianpin sect and the Tianpin family have to make concessions. As a monk, how could you not have heard of the Aotian sect?
Could it be that she was born as a casual cultivator? Mu Shaobo guessed so. Apart from that, he couldn't think of any other possibility.
This guess is somewhat reliable. Gu Qingxi, who set foot on Tianyuan Continent again, is really not much different from a casual cultivator. If she hadn't met Su Lingshuang, Xiao Fangqing and others, she really wouldn't know what was going on in Aotian Sect Mansion.
"This fellow Taoist, as a cultivator, should have some understanding of the Lingtian Realm. Our Aotian Sect is one of the five major sects in the Lingtian Realm. The so-called sect..." Mu Shaobo maintained. With a warm smile, he introduced the origin of the Zongfu to Gu Qingxi with great interest.
He believed that as long as he knew the transcendent status of Aotian Zongfu and how extraordinary his identity as the young master of Aotian Zongfu was, the casual cultivator in front of him with little knowledge would definitely look at him differently, and it would only be a matter of time before he threw himself into his arms. Sooner or later.
Unfortunately, he was disappointed again.
"That's it. You can leave now." As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Qingxi said indifferently.
Mu Shaobo's smile froze on his face. He talked so much that all his love was in vain.
Could it be that she didn't understand what she was saying at all, and didn't know what the words "Aotian Zongfu" meant in Tianyuan Continent?
Or maybe she knew everything but didn't take her seriously at all?
It was the first time in his life that he was ignored like this, and he was ignored in front of so many people. Mu Shaobo felt a surge of anger in his heart.
"Fellow Taoist, I just made friends with you because I saw that you have extraordinary talents and good aptitudes. You must not be ignorant of good and evil." Taking a deep breath, Mu Shaobo said with a sneer.
He could finally see that the female cultivator in front of him was completely different from the female cultivators he had coaxed before. Trying to make her fall into his arms with a few sweet words is simply a fool's errand.
Since the soft one is not enough, the only option is the hard one.
He didn't believe it. With his own status, he couldn't conquer just a casual cultivator.
"Are you threatening me?" Gu Qingxi glanced at him lightly.
"Threats can't be mentioned. I just want to tell you that if you offend me, Uncle Mu, and offend my Aotian Sect, even if you have the talent to reach heaven, you will still be unable to move forward in the Spiritual Heaven Realm." Uncle Mu said with a cold snort.
If that's not a threat, what is? Gu Qingxi's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed.
After hearing Mu Shaobo's words, everyone around him felt cold and retreated in unison.
It could be seen that the young master of Aotian Zongfu was already angry, and they did not want to bring disaster to Chi Yu.
"Of course, as long as you are willing to be my friend, I, Mr. Mu, will never treat you badly.
Take the magic weapon you have in your hand. If you like it, I will buy it and give it to you. "Seeing that Gu Qingxi stopped talking, Mu Shaobo changed the topic and showed a conceited smile.
He came to Gu Qingxi because he fell in love with her stunning appearance, but he didn't really want to be her enemy. The way to go was to use coercion and inducement, both soft and hard.
"Do you want to buy this magic weapon?" Gu Qingxi raised the Nine Heavens Thunder Drum in his hand, with a subtle and sly smile on his lips.
She had just seen Mu Shaobo being aggressive and stalking him, so she was ready to take action.
Unexpectedly, this guy is used to being sanctimonious, threatening and then changing his mind.
It just so happened that the vendor opposite had poor eyesight and was too honest. The mighty Tianlei Sect Zhenzong Zhiba only sold for 50,000 spirit stones, and she was embarrassed to take advantage of it.
If Mu Shaobo is willing to be taken advantage of, let him be the one who takes advantage of him, and teach him a lesson by the way.
Let him know that in the world of cultivation, not everyone can be provoked, and not everyone can be threatened.
Before Mu Shaobo could speak, Gu Qingxi smiled sarcastically and said, "This is not an ordinary magic weapon. I'm afraid that if you can't afford it, it will be embarrassing to talk too early."
As she spoke, she put her consciousness into the Nine Heavens Thunder Drum and explored it carefully.
What, what is she talking about? I, the dignified Young Master of Aotian Sect, can’t afford a piece of scrap metal?
Looking at the rusty and bruised bronze drum in Gu Qingxi's hand, Mu Shaobo felt that he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Hahahaha, there is a magic weapon in the Spiritual Heaven Realm that I, Uncle Mu, can't afford?" Mu Shaobo laughed wildly, and then asked the young merchant opposite: "Tell me, how much does this magic weapon cost you?"
The young vendor's face turned a little pale. He was just selling a few magic weapons. Why did he get into trouble with such a evil star as Aotian Zongfu?
He really wanted to say something: Young Master, if you like it, just take this magic weapon. But when the words came to his lips, he intuitively felt something was wrong and swallowed them back.
The dignified Young Master of the Aotian Sect Mansion would be very rare for you to have a magical weapon. Do you need to give it to me? If you say it, wouldn't it be a slap in Uncle Mu's face and a slap in the face of other people, Aotian Zongfu?
But if it is not delivered, what price should be quoted?
Even if the report is low, it is still a slap in the face. If the reward is high, then Aotian Zongfu will be taken advantage of.
All said and done, it's a dead end.
The young merchant was so troubled that he almost wanted to cry.
"I don't know how much he wants to sell for it. Anyway, he didn't sell it when I offered him one million high-grade spiritual stones." At this time, Gu Qingxi said leisurely.
one million? The young merchant was stunned.
When did she offer one million high-grade spiritual stones, and when did I refuse? Please, I clearly mentioned 50,000 spirit stones. If it doesn't work, I'm willing to sell 10,000 spirit stones as scrap metal.
Mu Shaobo was also stunned. He really couldn't understand why this tattered magic weapon was worth one million spiritual stones?
"If you don't want to sell it for one million, then if Master Mu offers two million, you should sell it, right?" Just when the young merchant and Mr. Mu were in a circle, Gu Qingxi spoke again.
The young merchant's eyes widened: Who said I wouldn't sell it for one million? I am willing, absolutely willing. Oh, by the way, it’s not one million now, it’s two million.
Originally, I only wanted to sell it for 50,000, but it turned out that I couldn't sell it as scrap metal and sold it for 12,000 or 20,000. I accidentally raised the price to 2 million. The key is that I didn't say anything.
I have seen people bargaining, but this is the first time I have seen people bargaining like this. The young merchant's mind was in confusion.
