The two female disciples couldn't help but become even more enthusiastic. One of them, her heart filled with various thoughts, began to move closer to Wang Baole. During her introductions, she casually rubbed her ample bosom against Wang Baole's arm.
"Prince, this medicinal elixir you're looking at is called Jade Descent Spring. A single drop can rapidly heal an injured soul.
"This medicinal pill is called Rehmannia Pill. It nourishes the body, and if consumed over a long period of time, it can increase one's life force. It's also beneficial to the cultivation of the fleshly body." With that, she placed the medicinal pill into Wang Baole's hand. As soon as she did, she cleverly hooked her finger onto Wang Baole's palm.
The female cultivator's actions weren't obvious. In fact, if one didn't personally experience them, it would be difficult to detect any clues. Clearly, her actions weren't random. Presumably, she had experienced many trials and tribulations, and was able to seduce others without batting an eyelid. In the heat of the moment, they would act irrationally.
Of course, she didn't do this to just anyone. Most of the time, she did it to young people with powerful backgrounds who had just begun to practice cultivation. Now that she had seen Wang Baole, she was sure that he was one of those people. Therefore, she put in even more effort into her performance.
Wang Baole blinked a few times. Now that he understood everything clearly, he couldn't help but feel happy. Sighing emotionally, he stopped considering other factors, and instead sighed at his own good looks. It seemed that no matter where he went, his looks would always bring him endless trouble.
"Ah, whatever. I'm just too charming. It's not their fault." Wang Baole cleared his throat and very sensibly excused the female cultivator's actions. He pretended he hadn't seen anything, and chose to be understanding.
When Xie Haiyang saw what was happening, he blinked a few times, and was now even more certain of his own judgment.
"This fatty really is a pervert," he thought. "That makes things easier …."
However, even as the thought occurred to him, Little Missy's cold snort could be heard in Wang Baole's mind.
"Fatty, you seem to be enjoying yourself. Why don't you hold her in your arms and fondle her a bit?"
After hearing this cold snort, Wang Baole suddenly felt a bit guilty. He instinctively looked coldly at the female cultivator beside him. Although he didn't say anything, he quickly said in his heart.
"How could such a vulgar woman enter my eyes?!" The female cultivator immediately sensed the coldness in his eyes and immediately moved back a bit.
"Please don't call yourself Wang Mou … Also, why aren't you enjoying yourself?" In Wang Baole's mind, Little Missy's tone sounded a little weird.
"I, Wang Baole, am a gentleman. How could I give them the chance to take advantage of me? Big Sister, you underestimate me! "After Wang Baole indifferently replied in his heart, he looked at the other pills with a calm expression.
Of course, Xie Haiyang had no idea what was going on. All he could see was that at first, Wang Baole seemed to be allowing the female cultivator to do as she pleased. However, it didn't take long for him to become disgusted with her. This caused Xie Haiyang to be suspicious, and he felt that his previous judgment had been a bit off. However, upon closer inspection, it seemed that Wang Baole truly loathed the female cultivator's behavior.
However, Xie Haiyang was very certain that Wang Baole was not like this. This contradictory change caused an unfathomable feeling to well up in Xie Haiyang's heart. He decided to keep an eye on him. After all, when it came to catering to someone's tastes, if he made a mistake in his judgment, then it would backfire.
As Xie Haiyang continued to observe, Wang Baole finished walking through the first floor of the shop, and then went up to the second. In the end, he bought all of the medicinal pills that Xie Haiyang had taken a liking to. Just as he was about to leave, Wang Baole suddenly spoke up.
"I wonder if there are any medicinal pills here that are beneficial to the remnant soul?"
This was the first time Wang Baole had spoken of his needs after entering the shop. Xie Haiyang's spirits were lifted and he immediately made the arrangements. Soon, dozens of medicinal pills that could nourish the remnant soul were brought up.
After taking a glance, Wang Baole nodded slightly. Xie Haiyang waved his hand without hesitation and bought all of the medicinal pills that could nourish the remnant soul. Then, he followed Wang Baole out of the shop and went to the next one …
Just like that, several days passed. As the galactic flying ship continued to move forward, Wang Baole, accompanied by Xie Haiyang, visited dozens of different shops in the Xie Family's Galactic Market. Although not all of the shops would immediately close up after Wang Baole entered and only serve him, most of the shops still did the same.
This kind of treatment made Wang Baole very happy. Xie Haiyang's signing made him feel even more comfortable. However, Wang Baole knew that he could not be too greedy. He had to control himself. Therefore, although he went to many shops, the ones that Xie Haiyang bought were not too exaggerated, other than the medicinal pills.
In the end, even though Xie Haiyang wanted to curry favor with Wang Baole, he could not help but sigh in his heart. He felt that it was not a coincidence that Wang Baole had been able to reach where he was today.
After all, not everyone could restrain their greed in this kind of situation. After all, Xie Haiyang was the one asking for a favor. It could be said that no matter how much Wang Baole wanted, he would grit his teeth and pay.
However, Wang Baole had a very good sense of propriety. There were even a few times when Wang Baole had clearly signaled the shop owner to buy the items, but he was stopped by Wang Baole.
"Brother Haiyang, I understand your intentions. However, there is really no need for this between us. No one gets their money for free. Especially since there are so many people in the Xie Family, I'm afraid there are many who have their eyes on you."
In a magic treasure shop that was not closed up but did not have many cultivators coming to trade, Wang Baole looked at Xie Haiyang and spoke sincerely. Even though Xie Haiyang had been trained to think like a businessman since he was young, when he heard these words and saw Wang Baole's expression, he felt a little moved.
In the end, he decided to speak frankly.
"Sixteenth Martial Uncle, this time in my family's market, I did use up some of the favors and shares of my bloodline. However … since it's been used up, it doesn't really matter whether it's more or less." As he spoke, Xie Haiyang signaled to the shop owner that he wanted to sign the bill for the scarlet flying sword that Wang Baole had taken a few extra glances at earlier.
The flying sword was not ordinary. Shockingly, it had the soul of a young dragon attached to it. In this shop, which was not owned by the Xie Family, but by some other power, this sword was of the highest quality, and its price was not cheap.
Although this shop was not owned by the Xie Family, since it was opened in the Xie Family's Interstellar Market, Xie Haiyang was qualified to sign the bill.
Seeing that Xie Haiyang didn't seem to care, Wang Baole looked deeply at him. He was just about to speak when suddenly, a proud voice came from behind them.
"This flying sword is not bad. I … hmm?" The voice was very proud at first, but before it could finish speaking, it turned into a gasp. Wang Baole and Xie Haiyang turned around to look.
They immediately saw a little fatty who had just walked into the shop and was looking at them with a trace of fear on his face. The little fatty was dressed luxuriously, and his cultivation level was at the early-stage Planet realm. There were three old men behind him, and he obviously looked like a direct disciple of a big power. However, there was obvious panic in his eyes as he looked at Wang Baole. After meeting Wang Baole's gaze, the little fatty gasped and his ball-like body nimbly took seven or eight steps back.
"Huh?" Wang Baole smiled. The little fatty in front of him was one of the geniuses he had met in the Graveyard of Stars. He had tricked him several times.
"Isn't this Little Fatty? Haha, long time no see." A smile appeared on Wang Baole's face as he walked towards Little Fatty.
"Don't come over!" The fatty shouted loudly. Instantly, the eyes of the three elders behind him flashed, and they stepped in front of the fatty, preventing Wang Baole from getting any closer.
Perhaps because there were protectors standing in front of him, the little fatty walked out of the shadow of panic and glared at Wang Baole.
"My name is Zhou Linfeng, not Little Fatty! I don't care if you are Xie Dalu or Wang Baole. Don't go too far! "
"I see." Wang Baole blinked and looked at Xie Haiyang, who was beside him.
"Haiyang, why don't you give this flying sword to this little fatty?" Wang Baole turned to look at the little fatty and licked his lips.
"Are you sure you want to buy this flying sword?"
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