"My 13 low-grade spirit stones!"
"… …"
Late at night, in a small stone house in the west of Lingyue City, there were cries of agony.
In this simple stone house, there were no decorations at all. Instead, there were a few portraits of beautiful women in palace attire hanging on the wall beside the bed. They were all of the same young woman, with a towering chest and an astonishingly beautiful face. Most importantly, her skin was as white as snow. These portraits of the beauties were extremely skillful. The beauties in the portraits were vivid and lifelike. Their eyes were flowing, as if they were about to walk out of the paper. Furthermore, they emitted a faint glow. They looked expensive. However, the chest area of the beauties in the portraits was slightly gray, as if it was stained with some dirt.
Inside the stone house, a rather good-looking fellow dressed in coarse green clothes was shouting non-stop as if his mother had died. He was Wei Suo, who had hunted two Stone Tail Wall Lizards in the Yellow Sand Canyon of the Yellow Dragon Mountains not long ago.
The reason why he was crying out was because Weisuo was at the market in the east of the city today.
When he was selling an ordinary white mink cub as a Black Wind Mink cub, he saw a simple and honest looking fellow selling a black jade jar.
The black jade jar shone with dark light, and there were many mysterious ancient runes that were as small as ants. At a glance, it looked like a powerful magical treasure.
After a round of haggling, Wei Suo bought the jade jar for 13 low-grade spirit stones. On the way back, Wei Suo was extremely excited because even if it was the lowest level spirit grade magic treasure, its value would definitely be far more than 13 low-grade spirit stones. However, Weisuo was caught in the rain on the way back. When he reached home, he took it out and saw that the black jade jar had turned into a grey porcelain jar. The layer on the surface of the jar had melted, and it looked like a layer of gum.
Even if it was a fake, at least use a real jade jar. How could a porcelain jar be washed away by the rain? Wasn't this too much of a bully? At the very least, he had used the Black Phoenix Flower Juice that could not be washed off when he drew the black stripes on an ordinary white mink.
What Weisuo couldn't accept the most was that there were two cracks on the inside of the jar. As the outer layer melted, the two cracks were exposed.
The indecipherable runes on the porcelain jar were not fake, but even if this thing was really a magic weapon, with two cracks, it should be useless. In any case, Weisuo had already tried everything he could think of. Infusing True Qi, drowning it with water, burning it with fire … He had tried everything he could think of (he was just short of taking out his little brother and peeing into it), but there was no reaction at all.
Weisuo was not the prodigal beauty from the Yellow Sand Canyon. For a low-level rogue cultivator like him, thirteen low-grade spirit stones was a large sum of money. For example, the two Stonetail Wall Lizards that he had fought so hard to get were only sold for eight low-grade spirit stones because one of them had been beaten so badly that there weren't many intact parts on its body.
These days, people were as greedy as ghosts. Spirit stones were not easy to earn, and they had to be used for their own use after they were earned.
Although Weisuo was only at the second tier of the Divine Sea Realm, if he were to absorb the Spirit Qi from the spirit stones to cultivate, he would need at least six or seven low-grade spirit stones a day. But now, Weisuo only dared to use one or two low-grade spirit stones a day at most. He had been in a state of extreme shortage of spirit stones for a long time, but even so, he would only have a dozen or so low-grade spirit stones left after two or three months.
These dozen or so low-grade spirit stones could not be used for cultivation. He had to save them to do some business in case he needed them.
But this time, Weisuo was cheated of thirteen low-grade spirit stones. How could Weisuo not feel the pain?
"My thirteen low-grade spirit stones!"
The more Weisuo thought about it, the more he wanted to cry. He casually smashed the broken jar that he had exchanged for thirteen low-grade spirit stones on the ground.
Originally, after smashing this lousy jar into pieces, Wei Suo would definitely have to stomp on it a few times to relieve his depression of wanting to smash his head into a wall and die.
"What's going on?" But what made Weisuo a little dumbfounded was that this broken jar, which looked like it could easily break into seventy or eighty pieces, didn't break when he smashed it on the ground. It seemed that there was only one more crack, and the broken jar actually flashed with a green light.
"Quick, give me some blood."
"Ghost!"
A shrill scream exploded in the stone house. Weisuo jumped onto the stone bed.
The green light converged into a three-inch Old Man In Green Clothes. He had messy hair, a pointy mouth, and monkey cheeks. He looked at Weisuo and smacked his lips.
"Quick, give me some blood to drink." Looking at Wei Suo, who was jumping on the bed in fear, the green-robed old man floating above the broken jar was filled with disdain. He then fiercely screamed, "Ghost my ass! You can't even differentiate between a ghost and a weapon spirit, and you're still screaming like a ghost."
"Spirit … Spirit? Boss Spirit, I like to go to Willow Alley for the past two years. You know where Willow Alley is? It's a brothel. That's why I got a little sick. I guess my blood doesn't taste good … "
"Who wants to drink your blood? Give me some Fire Earth Dragon's blood. But look at your silly face. If you don't have Fire Earth Dragon's blood, Fire Scorpion's blood will do." The Old Man In Green Clothes scolded impatiently.
"Boss Spirit, do you want to drink my blood?" Weisuo put down the blanket covering his head. "Can I ask you a question?"
"What question?"
"Do you know how to cast spells? I know a place with a lot of Fire Earth Dragons. I'll take you there and let you drink to your heart's content. "
"If I knew how to cast spells, why would I waste time talking to you? I'd rather beat you up and go find them myself. "
"You can't take over my body or anything."
"Nonsense! I can only help master control the jar's spirit. Now that the jar is broken, what else can I do? … Hey, hey, what are you doing? "The Old Man In Green Clothes suddenly screamed.
Weisuo jumped off the bed and untied his belt …
"Shhh, shhh, shhh." Weisuo whistled and peed at the terrified Old Man In Green Clothes. He slowly tied his belt. "Since you can't do anything, why are you so arrogant? I don't have Fire Earth Dragon's blood, but I do have a jar of pee. "
"I …" The Old Man In Green Clothes was stunned for a long time before he shouted in disbelief, "You dare to pee on me? You dare to pee on me? "
"What? Are you going to bite me? Come on, bite me! "
"I … Do you know how powerful I am? If other people see me, they will cry and beg me. You dare to pee on me? "
"Bullshit! You don't even know how to cast spells. The jar is broken again. You don't know anything. Are you trying to scare me? Do you think I'm scared? Why don't you go out and ask around? I dared to peek at beauties bathing when I was 13. " Weisuo rolled his eyes in disdain. He could see that the old man couldn't even leave the broken jar.
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