As soon as I entered the building, the faint scent of sandalwood filled the entire hall.
Looking around, the exquisitely carved decorations in the hall are extraordinary. Several graceful young women with graceful figures are walking back and forth. It looks like a reception in a previous life.
The middle-aged man led the demon into the Treasure Pavilion and smiled politely at the mandrill:
"In Xiagu Hanyou, Tian is in charge of Zhenbao Pavilion. Is this your first time visiting Handian?"
People respect me one foot, and I respect others one foot.
Mandrill also handed over his hand politely: "This is Ye Jin from Heifeng Mountain. It's my first time in Wuyang City. I was able to find your store thanks to the embroiderer who showed me the way."
Ye Jin was willing to sell out favors, and he didn't mind helping others as long as his own interests were not involved.
Gu Hanyou is indeed a businessman and a good person. He understood the meaning of Ye Jin's words and did not look down on Xiu Niang just because she was a mortal.
With a kind smile on his face, he thanked the embroiderer:
"Thank you very much, Mr. Gu, for introducing the business to Miss Xiu. Our Zhenbao Pavilion has been able to develop to this day, thanks to the introduction by Miss Xiu."
After saying that, five low-grade spiritual stones flew out from the sleeve robe and sent them to the embroiderer:
"A small gift is not a sign of respect."
Has Xiu Niang, who has always regarded immortal cultivators as immortals, ever seen such a battle?
In the past, how could a high-ranking figure like Gu Hanyou care about the life and death of a mortal?
Xiu Niang is not stupid, she knows that Gu Hanyou is so polite for Ye Jin's sake.
Blushed with embarrassment, he quickly waved his hands and refused:
"I can't do it, I can't do it, Master Gu Xian has broken this servant!"
Ye Jin looked at Gu Hanyou with a smile, and then said to Xiu Niang:
"Okay, accept it. If you refuse, wouldn't you be betraying Fellow Daoist Gu's good intentions?"
Hearing the undeniable meaning in Ye Jin's words, the embroiderer blushed and took the spirit stone, leaned forward and said:
"My servant thanks Master Gu."
After saying that, he quickly stood behind Ye Jin. Although he did not thank Mandrill, everyone could understand the closeness on his face.
"Ye Daoyou came to Handian, and I don't know why?" Gu Hanyou politely handed over his hand.
Standing not far from everyone, Zhao Xiaobai was listening to the maid's introduction, but in fact he was eavesdropping with his ears pricked up.
He always wants to regain his position, and he, Mr. Zhao, never takes revenge overnight!
On the other side, the conversation between Ye Jin and Gu Hanyou continued.
"I have some magic weapons that need to be disposed of, and I have to trouble Gu Gu Gu."
"Everywhere, it's all Gu's responsibility."
Ye Jin smiled and nodded, taking out a low-grade flying sword from the storage bag.
When Zhao Xiaobai saw that Ye Jin was just selling a low-grade magic weapon, he immediately regained his confidence and shouted loudly:
"Guanshi Gu! I also have a magic weapon that needs to be used!"
Before he finished speaking, he eagerly patted the storage bag without waiting for Gu Hanyou's reply.
Immediately afterwards, a wisp of cold light flew out, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and finally suspended in the air, pointing the sharp edge at the mandrill.
Taking a closer look, he saw a sharp thorn that was more than three feet long and in the shape of a triangle. Waves of cold air emanated from the whole body.
Ye Jin was about to continue taking out the remaining magic weapons when he was interrupted by Zhao Xiaobailian. He raised his eyes and looked at the sharp thorn, but he still didn't know what Xiaobailian was paying attention to.
Look at this person showing off with an expressionless face.
Zhao Xiaobai felt very angry when he saw Mandrill's "face turned ashen", not to mention how beautiful it was.
He raised his head and said proudly: "Guanshi Gu, this is the new middle-grade magical weapon Ice Thorn made by my father. It is forged from the finest cold iron. It is also the best among the middle-grade magical weapons. It is far from some Trash can compare.”
Speaking of the word trash, Zhao Xiaobai glanced at the low-grade flying sword in front of Ye Jin with a vague expression on his face, and the meaning of his words was self-evident.
The mean girl standing behind Zhao Xiaobailian also became angry when she saw Xiaobailian pull back the victory. She glared at Xiu Niang with contempt in her eyes.
The meaning in their eyes is obvious:
What about Black Wind Mountain?
You monkey monster are not just a poor guy!
Xiu Niang didn't feel anything at all. Whether she was poor or rich, Ye Jin, who was born as a monster, was more admired in her eyes than Zhao Xiaobailian.
The monks in the hall, especially the human cultivators, looked at Mandrill with mocking eyes.
These people either have relatives who died in the recent mountain closure operation, or they are hostile to the demon clan themselves. When they see the mandrill being defeated, of course they are willing to add insult to injury.
Gu Hanyou was a businessman, and he did not want to offend either party. He said politely to Zhao Xiaobai:
"Mr. Zhao, wait a moment. After Gu receives Taoist friend Ye, he will give you a palm."
"It doesn't matter, Gu Guan will deal with Mr. Zhao first."
There was a half-smile on Ye Jin's face, and he was looking forward to the expression behind the pretty face.
With Ye Jin's words, Gu Hanyou followed suit, smiled and cupped his hands, took the ice thorn and looked at it carefully.
After a while, he expressed admiration and said:
"Senior Zhao's craftsmanship has improved a lot. The internal force of this ice thorn has carved a sharp restriction, making its power stronger by three points. If Mr. Zhao wants to sell it, I, Zhenbao Pavilion, are willing to provide eight hundred spirit stones."
Zhao Xiaobai's face became more and more proud the more he listened, like a victorious rooster, he said arrogantly:
"This ice thorn is just a random creation of my father, but even so, it is not comparable to some garbage. He regards a low-grade magic weapon as a treasure, and those who don't know think it is a top-quality magic weapon!"
"Since Manager Gu is willing to give eight hundred spirit stones, I will sell them to you in Zhenbao Pavilion!"
When the casual cultivators around him heard that it was actually worth eight hundred spirit stones, they were immediately amazed. This was more than the entire net worth of some of them.
The more amazed and envious the eyes of passers-by were, the higher the nostrils of Zhao Xiaobai's face were raised, looking at the mandrill with no trace of ridicule on his face.
Gu Hanyou quickly sent someone to take out the eight hundred spirit stones and handed them to Xiao Bailian. After the transaction, the two came to Ye Jin.
The people around him were all gloating about the mandrill's joke. Compared with the mid-grade magic weapon Ice Thorn, the low-grade flying sword hanging in front of the mandrill looked particularly shabby.
However, Ye Jin remained expressionless from beginning to end, without batting an eyelid, and his heart was calm.
On the other hand, the Xiu Niang behind Mandrill was a little angry for him, her smart eyes glared at the pretty face angrily.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, this flying sword of yours is also very well made and can be sold for a hundred dollars..."
"etc!"
Mandrill raised his eyebrows and interrupted Gu Hanyou's next words.
Not far away, Zhao Xiaobai's face thought that Ye Jin was jumping over the wall in a hurry, and the look of ridicule on his face became even stronger.
Let’s see how stubborn you are!
Gu Hanyou originally wanted to give Ye Jin a step down, but was suddenly interrupted. He was somewhat unhappy and looked over with a frown:
"Fellow Daoist Ye, what is this?"
Ye Jin didn't rush to reply, but slapped the storage bag, and another low-grade magic weapon flew out.
Zhao Xiaobai even laughed out loud when he saw that Mandrill just took out the second low-grade magic weapon, his disdain was palpable.
No idea!
This is just the beginning!
But in the blink of an eye, several rays of cold light flew out of the storage bag one after another!
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PS: The previous chapter has been blocked. All book friends in the group know that I am working hard to find a way to deal with it...
