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Chapter 687

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Are you out of your mind?

The Flying Cloud Dynasty was rich in natural resources, but it was rare to see so many aged spiritual herbs.

After all, the deeper one went into the Wildlands, the more dangerous it would be. Most of the high-level martial artists were of noble status, so not many people were willing to take such risks.

Even if someone dared to go deep, they did not have Luo Zheng's Divine Sense and Sword Master Space.

"So these spiritual herbs are very valuable. Looks like it's better not to expose them all."

Luo Zheng understood the principle of not showing off one's wealth. He took out the last spiritual herb and asked Shopkeeper He, "Is this enough?"

However, Shopkeeper He and Wei Qing's attention was not on him. They both stared at a spiritual herb and exclaimed. "This is the Ten Thousand Years Cloud Ganoderma Grass!"

"It's really the Ten Thousand Years Cloud Ganoderma Grass!"

"This guy is so lucky. I don't know where he got such a treasure!"

"Someone is going to be unlucky. This Ten Thousand Years Cloud Ganoderma Grass alone is enough to exchange for one or two Monster Cores of the Gathering Yuan State!"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise and looked at Wei Qing's guard sympathetically.

"You, you have so many spiritual herbs? Where did you get them from? "

Shopkeeper He was also shocked. He looked at Luo Zheng and asked.

It wasn't that these spirit herbs were hard to come by. The main thing was that they were all too old. Every thousand years a spirit herb was older, its value would increase by several folds!

"Looks like this spiritual herb is the most valuable one. It's actually more than ten thousand years old."

Luo Zheng glanced at the Cloud Ganoderma Grass, feeling rather surprised. He smiled lightly and said, "I picked this spirit herb from the wilderness. Shopkeeper He, I'm now qualified to purchase a Beast Core of Element Gathering Tier, right?"

"Of course I do."

Shopkeeper He was stunned. He nodded and thought to himself, "Since when are these thousands of years old wild spiritual herbs so easy to pick? Even if you can find one, it'll be guarded by at least a Monster Core of the Refining Yuan State. There might even be a Monster Core of the Transforming Yuan State."

"Hehe, Young Duke, what about our bet?"

Luo Zheng looked at Wei Qing and asked.

At this moment, Wei Qing was pleasantly surprised and furious at the same time. He had been searching for the Claret Ganoderma Grass that was over a thousand years old for half a year.

Even Duke Wei was unable to find him even after using his authority.

As long as he could obtain this Cloud Ganoderma Grass, Duke Wei's Mansion would be able to concoct pills, and the pills concocted would increase his chances of breaking through to the Element Gathering Tier.

As for the ten thousand year old Cloud Ganoderma Grass, its medicinal effects were many times stronger. As long as he could obtain it, he would definitely be able to break through to the Element Gathering Tier.

He was only eighteen years old this year. An eighteen-year-old Gathering Yuan Realm martial artist was definitely a rare genius in Feiyun Dynasty!

But now that the Cloud Ganoderma Grass had appeared, he had also lost the bet, and the guard would lose an arm.

However, under the watchful eyes of the public, he did not have the face to go back on his words. After all, the House of High Dukes still needed to maintain their reputation.

Moreover, obtaining this stalk of 10,000-year-old Ganoderma Grass was enough to appease his rage.

Thinking of this, Wei Qing glanced at the guard. The meaning behind his gaze was self-evident.

"Young Duke, I didn't agree to this bet …"

The guard's expression changed drastically, and his voice trembled involuntarily.

These guards of Duke Wei's Mansion were all ordinary martial artists from poor families or small clans.

In order to obtain more cultivation resources, they were willing to risk their lives for Duke Wei's Mansion. If they died in battle, then so be it.

It had actually become a wager for no reason at all. For martial practitioners of their level, if they were to lose an arm, the Duke Wei Mansion would definitely not take out rare elixirs to help them recover. Their future prospects would also be ruined.

Moreover, they might even be chased out of the House of High Dukes because they lost their ability to fight!

"Hmph, I've already agreed on your behalf. As for whether you're willing to lose an arm, it's up to you to decide!"

Wei Qing's expression was cold as he glanced at Luo Zheng indifferently. "Who knows, this brat might be willing to let you go."

"Brat, you better think carefully. Breaking someone's arm is the same as killing their parents!"

Hearing this, the guard's eyes instantly turned fierce, and he stared at Luo Zheng threateningly with a murderous aura.

"This is ridiculous. Is there something wrong with your head? Are you threatening me? Could it be that I'm the one who made this bet? Breaking someone's arm is the same as killing their parents? The one who broke your arm is your master, right? What does it have to do with me? "

Luo Zheng looked at the guard with a sarcastic expression and said.

"As a lackey, you must have the awareness of a dog. If your master tells you to go east, you must go east. If he tells you to go west, you must go west."

Wang Nian also ridiculed in a sarcastic manner.

"Hahaha, this stupid dog. Don't tell me you won't bite your master?"

The black yak laughed wildly.

Wei Qing's expression was incomparably gloomy. He looked at Luo Zheng and the other two with an expression as if he wanted to eat them up.

The onlookers who were ridiculing Luo Zheng and flattering Wei Qing were now speechless.

"These three damned things. Wait until I get that ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma Grass, I'll definitely teach you a lesson!"

Wei Qing was in the Jade Cloud Merchant Union, so he couldn't do anything. He could only stare at the guard and said coldly, "Still not breaking your arm? Do you want me to do it myself?"

"Brat, I'll definitely make you regret this!"

The guard's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Luo Zheng, his whole body trembling.

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