"One million first."
"If you have so much money, you want it."
Snapped!
Nie Yuan slammed the storage bag on the counter. His meaning was very clear. I have money, so just take the goods.
"That's right. How can someone who can use the back door of a handsome woman not be a rich man?"
Not long after, Chow Tai Fook packed the goods Nie Yuan needed in a storage bag and placed them in front of Nie Yuan.
"The total is 1.7 million, that's right."
"Elder Zhou's character must be trustworthy. Who else can you trust? This is 1.7 million." Nie Yuan laughed and took out 1.7 million taels from the storage bag.
Looking at the mountains of silver piled on the ground, Nie Yuan's heart bleeds. He had snatched these away one by one.
"Elder Zhou, do you recycle things here?" Nie Yuan asked.
Before, he didn't feel the cost of practicing in a small city, but now he really feels that practicing not only costs money, but also costs a lot of money. If he hadn't saved some before, otherwise this battle would have brought him back to before liberation. Now, he has to think of a way to make money. The three melons and two dates he needs to do the task really can't afford him to practice.
"Wanbao Pavilion, of course we have this kind of business." Chow Dafu said while pinching his beard.
"I'm just waiting for your words."
Nie Yuan took out all the trophies captured from Muluo City to Jianzong at once, and even piled up a lot of clothes pulled from people's bodies.
"Hey, how many people have you robbed?" Chow Tai Fook sighed as he looked at the object that was taller than the hill.
"Nonsense, I saved it all, let's estimate the price."
Chow Dafu took out a large abacus, and after a while of beating it, he pushed the 1.7 million on the ground back to Nie Yuan, and filled in another 300,000, for a total of 2 million.
Seeing this amount, Nie Yuan was also surprised. He didn't expect that the loot along the way would bring him such a huge profit.
After taking the money, Nie Yuan slipped out of Wanbao Pavilion. After taking so many cultivation resources, he wanted to improve his realm.
Just when he was about to return to Cuizhu Peak and take over the Fengyuntai, he was attracted by the battle above. It wasn't how exciting the battle was, but the fact that one of the people on the platform was his good friend Dongmen Fuxue.
The one he was fighting against was a disciple at the seventh level of the Spiritual Light Realm. He wielded two scimitars and wore a purple Taoist uniform.
Although Dongmen Chuixue's fighting skills are not as good as his, his offensive skills are not weak at all. Although his cultivation level is not as high as his opponent's, he can suppress the opponent with one hand and beat him wildly.
Snapped!
Just when the opponent was tired of dealing with the long sword in Dongmen Fubuki's hand, Dongmen Fubuki's slap unexpectedly hit the opponent's face and slapped him directly to the edge of the fighting platform.
Just when he was about to stand up to resist, Dongmen Chuixue's long sword was already placed on his neck, scaring him so much that he didn't dare to resist at all.
"Do you accept it or not?"
"Submit...submit..."
"Admit defeat or not."
"I...I admit defeat..." the seventh-level spiritual light disciple said tremblingly.
"Is this right?"
Dongmen Chuixue collected the opponent's storage bag and left the stage. This was the bet between the two.
Just when Dongmen Chuixue reached the edge of the battle stage, the seventh-level disciple of the spiritual light realm who was sitting on the ground suddenly had a dark look in his eyes. Five flying knives contaminated with poison appeared in his hand, and he swung it towards Dongmen Chuixue.
Whoosh!
Dongmen Chuixue's expression changed drastically. He could detect the five sounds of piercing the air, but the speed of the flying knife was so fast that he had no time to turn around.
Just when the flying knives were about to pierce Dongmen Chuixue's back, a jade umbrella suddenly appeared behind him and bounced away the four flying knives. Because the speed was too fast and the distance from Nie Yuan was too far, it could not block all the flying knives. There was still a handful that fell into Dongmen Chuixue's back.
puff!
The poison spread instantly, and Dongmen Fubuki knelt down on one knee, spitting out black blood from his mouth.
Nie Yuan rushed up to the Fengyuntai in an instant, and put his hand on Dongmen Chuixue's back, pouring spiritual energy into his body to suppress the spread of toxins.
"A person who goes through the back door dares to interfere in the battle above the Fengyuntai. What does the sect rule mean?" The purple-robed disciple stood up and shouted viciously.
"You have admitted defeat, yet you attack him, and you don't care about the rules." Nie Yuan said coldly.
"Your eyes saw me admit defeat and dare to interfere in the battle at Fengyuntai. I have the right to kill you on the spot."
The purple-robed disciple yelled out, holding two swords and walking slowly towards Nie Yuan and Dongmen Chuixue.
The melon-eaters in the audience watched the show with cold eyes and laughed at the show.
"You still have to show off if you don't have the strength."
"It's a sign of not overestimating one's own capabilities. You can do whatever you want just because you have a handsome woman behind you?"
"Haha, this waste is destined to die here today."
"Trash is trash."
"Junior brother, you can't get involved in this matter. If you step down now, you still have a chance to survive." Dongmen Chuixue braced himself, trying to interrupt Nie Yuan's spellcasting and push him off the stage.
"Don't send it to me. Why don't you help me if you're in trouble? Besides, it's obvious that he broke the rules first, so he should be the one seeking a chance to survive." Nie Yuan held Dongmen Chuixue down and continued to help. It suppresses toxins.
This poison is not simple. Nie Yuan suppressed it for a while, but he could only control its spread. He had no intention of fading away. Even the power of creation in Dongmen Chuixue's body could not neutralize it.
Hearing the word "buddy", Dongmen Chuixue was a little confused. Apart from a brother with grass on his grave, how could he have such a brother who walked in the back door? But this is not important. What is important is that the purple-robed disciple has arrived In front of him, the two swords in his hands were raised high and slashed at Nie Yuan.
Just when Nie Yuan was about to activate the Taixuan Jade Umbrella to kill him, two female voices came.
"stop."
"Try touching him!"
The former came from Song Wan'er's mouth, and the latter was shouted by the eldest princess Luo Zhixue.
The two women stood in front of Nie Yuan, one on the left and one on the right.
"Holy crap, our goddess actually stepped in front of this loser."
"Who is that next to the goddess? She looks much prettier than the goddess."
"You are blind, that is my goddess, the eldest princess of the Zhou Dynasty, the number one person in the inner sect, Luo Zhixue."
"My God, why would Her Royal Highness stand in front of this good-for-nothing? From that tone, it seems that she has a close relationship with him."
"It's not what this kid is up to. I can't figure out why the goddess wants to protect him, and I can't figure out why the most beautiful woman in the inner sect, the eldest princess, wants to protect this loser."
Seeing the two girls, everyone in the audience immediately went crazy. The female disciple was okay, but her eyes were filled with confusion and shock as to why the two goddesses from the inner and outer sects appeared at the same time to protect Xuanchou.
In addition to the first two, the male disciple also has envy and hatred in his eyes. Why would the goddess he had worked so hard to lick for so long give his appearance to a trash who has not reached the spiritual light realm and is not handsome.
The male disciples of the outer sect are already going crazy. Soon, the inner disciples will also go crazy. The goddess they admire will actually stand up for a disciple with the weakest cultivation in the outer sect.
Envy can make people change beyond recognition. I believe that within three days, all the male disciples from the outer sect and the inner sect will find something nice to say to Nie Yuan.
Nie Yuan's face turned dark when he saw Song Wan'er take action. If you take action, I will become the target of special attention again.
Looking at Luo Zhixue again, Nie Yuan's face was so dark that ink could squeeze out.
