Wind Moon Ancient City, East District!
The huge square was bustling with activity. Many cultivators were setting up stalls by the roadside, casually setting up a table or simply placing a blanket on the ground. Then, they placed their own things on the ground. Following which, other cultivators would constantly come forward to inquire about them.
There were all sorts of items on the stalls. There were herbs, books, swords, and all sorts of miscellaneous items.
As for the method of purchasing items, it depended on the cultivator's requirements. Some wanted money, some wanted to barter, and some other special transactions. There were many more!
Xiao Fan looked at the bustling scene with interest. This reminded him of the days when he was still a low-level cultivator in the Xianxia world!
When he encountered a cultivator convention, he would travel thousands of miles to participate. He would buy and sell things. After that, he would go to a restaurant to make some friends and find opportunities. Then, he would work hard to cultivate step by step.
Those days were gone forever, but they were unforgettable!
"How much is this?" Cheng Long squatted down and pointed at a strange-looking red dagger on the ground.
The cultivator who owned the stall opened his eyes and glanced at Cheng Long. When he saw that Cheng Long was not wearing a cultivator's identity badge, he closed his eyes again and ignored him. The two young girls behind him gently massaged his back.
Cheng Long was angry, but there was nothing he could do. He could only get up and leave.
Cultivators like the skinny old man were in the minority. Most cultivators were disdainful of ordinary people. Therefore, when he saw that Cheng Long was just a servant of a cultivator, the cultivator who owned the stall naturally could not be bothered with Cheng Long.
Moreover, it was fortunate that they were in the convention and were not allowed to fight. Otherwise, some cultivators with bad tempers might have killed Cheng Long on the spot!
This was just a small interlude. The group continued forward!
"Hm?"
Xiao Fan suddenly stopped in his tracks. He stopped in front of a cultivator who looked like a monk.
"Soul Soul Flower!"
Xiao Fan's eyes revealed a look of surprise.
The Thousand Spirit Grass and the Soul Flower were both herbs that could nourish and repair one's Divine Sense, but their effects and rarity were slightly inferior to the Thousand Spirit Grass. However, it was still not bad. If he could find a few other herbs of the same type, Xiao Fan could officially refine the Nine Revolutions Soul Pill!
His luck was pretty good. He managed to gather another one so quickly.
However, this Spiritual Soul Flower was very young. Furthermore, it seemed to be on the verge of withering and dying. After he obtained it, he would have to carefully inject spiritual energy into it to restore its vitality.
"How much are you selling this flower for?" Xiao Fan asked calmly as he looked at the fair-skinned young monk.
The fair-skinned young monk glanced at Xiao Fan and the others. Then, his gaze lingered on Ling Xiaoxiao for a few seconds before he looked at Xiao Fan. Glancing at the cultivator badge on his chest, he said indifferently, "That will depend on what you can take out."
"What do you want?" Xiao Fan asked.
"I want fifty million and a Buddhist cultivation technique!" the fair-skinned young monk said indifferently.
"Fifty million?" Hearing the fair-skinned young monk's words, Zhang Feiyang and Cheng Long, who were beside Xiao Fan, were shocked.
He dared to ask for 50 million for a dying flower, and he even had to add in the Buddhist Sect's cultivation method? Wasn't this asking for too much?
The fair-skinned young monk did not finish his sentence. He looked at Ling Xiaoxiao and said indifferently, "Also, you want to add her!"
"What did you say?" Hearing this, Zhang Feiyang and Cheng Long's expressions immediately turned unfriendly.
Xiao Fan also frowned.
"I happen to be lacking an obedient female slave to serve me tea and serve me in bed. I think she's very suitable. Since you've taken a fancy to this flower of mine, you must have noticed that it's extraordinary. That means you've also seen through its extraordinariness. You won't lose out in this deal! "The fair-skinned young monk said indifferently.
"But this flower is about to die!" Xiao Fan's tone was devoid of any emotion or sadness.
"Then this flower still has many uses before it dies!" The fair-skinned young monk said indifferently, "So many people beg for this flower but can't get it. If it wasn't dying, I would definitely not take it out to exchange for anything!"
"Oh?" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows.
"In short, this is my deal. If you want to exchange, then exchange. If you don't want to, then I won't force you!" the fair-skinned young monk said indifferently, "I'll wait!"
"You!"
Ling Xiaoxiao, who was behind Xiao Fan, was so angry that her beautiful eyes were burning. She was speechless.
Herself. She was actually being used as a trade item. Furthermore, he said that he wanted her to serve him tea and serve him in bed. This fair-skinned young monk looked quite handsome. He also had the demeanor of an expert. Why was his words and actions so shameless and disgusting?
"Can we change the deal?" Xiao Fan said calmly.
"No!" The fair-skinned young monk glanced at Xiao Fan and shook his head indifferently, "I've already said it very clearly. Ten million, a Buddhist scripture. Plus this beautiful servant of yours, all three are indispensable! "
"Little monk, don't you think your last condition is too much?" Xiao Fan sighed and said.
"I don't think so!" The fair-skinned young monk shook his head and said indifferently, "To us cultivators, ordinary people are no different from goods. Moreover, I've done this kind of deal many times in the past. There aren't many cultivators like you who take ordinary people too seriously. "
"And since our views are different, then there's no need to continue talking. Please leave!"
"Is there really no room for discussion?" Xiao Fan said calmly.
"I won't repeat myself!" The fair-skinned young monk said indifferently.
"Alright, since that's the case, then I have no choice but to change my mind!" Xiao Fan suddenly tilted his head and said, "Originally, I wanted to make a good deal, but now it seems that it's better to do my old job!"
"Oh? What do you want to do? " The fair-skinned young monk seemed to have heard the hostility in Xiao Fan's words. He instantly stood up and looked coldly at Xiao Fan.
"Of course I want to snatch it!" Xiao Fan grinned and said, "This is the most straightforward and straightforward way!"
"Do you dare to try?" The fair-skinned young monk looked coldly at Xiao Fan and said, "During the Grand Meeting, all cultivators are prohibited from fighting. You!"
"Then I'll try!" Xiao Fan interrupted the fair-skinned young monk and nodded. He then raised his hand and grabbed the Soul Flower in his hand.
"You! You! Die! " The fair-skinned young monk was no longer as indifferent as before. His face turned furious and he shouted, "Where's the enforcement team of the Grand Meeting? Someone is trying to snatch my things. Please take down this maniac! "
"Who dares to disrupt the order of the Grand Meeting and break the rules of the Grand Meeting?"
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