How dare you set me up!
Di Yan's expression changed, but in the end, he chose to swallow his anger. Seeing this, Feng Rao laughed and threw 50 desert coins to the middle-aged stall owner, "I want this dagger."
The middle-aged stall owner took the desert coins with a smile and was about to give the dagger to Feng Rao when Ning Qi, who had been silent all this while, said with a smile, "55 desert coins."
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh. Countless eyes fell on Ning Qi with surprise.
"Daoist Beixuan, forget it. Don't fight with him."
Di Yan tried to persuade Ning Qi through telepathy. At the same time, he was touched. He knew that Ning Qi wanted to help them vent their anger. However, Di Yan also knew that Ning Qi didn't have 55 desert coins with him. He would be severely punished if he didn't have any desert coins with him!
Moreover, Feng Rao was a narrow-minded person. If Ning Qi became jealous of him, Feng Rao would definitely use the influence of Cold Wind Valley to retaliate against Ning Qi. At that time, even Di Yan wouldn't be able to intercede. After all, Feng Rao's father was the Valley Master of Cold Wind Valley, an existence at the early stage of Eternal Life Realm.
"Daoist Di Yan, I have my own plans."
Ning Qi smiled and said to Di Yan through telepathy.
Di Yan looked worried when he heard Ning Qi's words.
At this moment, the middle-aged stall owner heard Ning Qi's offer and his eyes flashed with suspicion. However, his greed made him take back the dagger that he was about to give to Feng Rao.
Feng Rao's eyes flashed with anger. He looked at Ning Qi coldly and then at Di Yan. Suddenly, he chuckled. "Oh, so you know Di Yan. Hehe. Stand up for them? Why don't you take a look at yourself? You bid 55 desert coins and I bid 60! "
"65."
Ning Qi smiled.
"70!"
Feng Rao sneered.
"75."
Ning Qi smiled.
"80!"
A trace of killing intent flashed in Feng Rao's eyes. Reason told him that this price was far too high. After all, the origins of this dagger were very questionable. But Ning Qi's smile seemed to have ignited the anger in his heart. That trace of reason was thrown to the back of Feng Rao's head.
The two lackeys beside him wanted to remind him, but when they saw Feng Rao's expression, they tactfully shut their mouths.
"Eighty?"
Everyone was shocked. Some of the cultivators looked at Feng Rao with envy and jealousy. A mere Valley Master's son could take out so many desert coins in one go. It was no wonder that others would fight so hard to become the Valley Master.
"What should we do …"
Cold sweat appeared on Di Yan's forehead. He looked at Ning Qi and Feng Rao, feeling a bit regretful. If he had stayed one more day outside, he wouldn't have met Feng Rao in the Desert Market, and none of this would have happened.
Ye Zicheng, Ye Zilan, and Gu Zhen all had a trace of worry on their faces. Ling Dong, on the other hand, wasn't worried. Instead, he revealed a relieved expression as he smiled at Ning Qi and Feng Rao.
When the middle-aged stall owner saw that the dagger was sold for such a high price, he couldn't suppress the smile on his face. Finally, when Feng Rao called out the high price of 180 desert coins, Ning Qi shut his mouth. The surrounding cultivators were silent.
"Why? Not shouting anymore? "
Feng Rao looked at Ning Qi mockingly.
One hundred and eighty desert coins were nothing to him. As the young master of the Cold Wind Valley, he could save fifty to sixty desert coins a year through various channels. One hundred and eighty desert coins were only three years' worth of his savings!
"You have already bid 180 desert coins. What else do I have to shout for? I'll let you have it. "
Ning Qi smiled.
"Mister, the dagger is here. Where are your desert coins? Let's exchange the goods. "
The middle-aged stall owner said to Feng Rao with a smile.
Feng Rao was stunned and a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes. However, as the Young Master of the Cold Wind Valley, he didn't have the guts to violate the rules of the Desert Market. After paying for the dagger, Feng Rao glared at Ning Qi. If it wasn't for this brat, he could have gotten the dagger for 50 desert coins. Now, he had spent an extra 130 desert coins!
Suddenly, he noticed that the middle-aged stall owner had packed up his stall and left. Feng Rao's face changed. He didn't have time to settle the score with Ning Qi and tried to refine the dagger on the spot.
"Brother Beixuan, leave this place first. Feng Rao will definitely find trouble with you when he comes back to his senses!"
Di Yan immediately sent a telepathic message to Ning Qi.
"No need. Let's watch a good show."
Ning Qi smiled.
Di Yan was stunned. Watch a good show? What good show?
Everyone looked at Feng Rao curiously. They wanted to know what was wrong with the dagger and why the middle-aged cultivator only offered 30 desert coins for it. If the flaw wasn't too serious, it would be worth it for Feng Rao to spend 180 desert coins. After all, it was a low-grade Dharma instrument that was close to a mid-grade Dharma instrument.
Poof!
Feng Rao was just about to refine the dagger when he felt a terrifying aura of the Dharma. His Spiritual Soul was severely injured and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Young Master! Are you alright? "
The two lackeys were shocked and went forward to support Feng Rao.
"Get lost!"
Feng Rao pushed the two of them away angrily. He tried to refine the dagger again, but the result was the same as the first time. His Spiritual Soul was severely injured and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"There's a Restrictive Spell on the dagger?"
The surrounding cultivators were astonished. Following this, many of them looked at Feng Rao with gloating expressions.
They finally knew why the middle-aged cultivator offered such a low price for the dagger. If it was just an ordinary Restrictive Spell, he could have spent desert coins to ask an Eternal Life Realm cultivator to break the Restrictive Spell.
But he would rather take it out and sell it than ask an Eternal Life Realm cultivator to help him. This showed that even an ordinary early stage Eternal Life Realm cultivator would not be able to break the restriction on the dagger. If he asked a stronger Eternal Life Realm cultivator to help him, then the amount of desert coins he would need would even exceed the value of the dagger!
If Feng Rao couldn't find someone to break the Restrictive Spell on the dagger, he would have spent 180 desert coins on a useless piece of garbage.
"Daoist Beixuan saw through everything?"
Di Yan looked at Ning Qi in shock, but the others didn't think much about it. Forbidden Techniques and flaws were not the same. Only when the refinement process started would the flaws appear. Even if an Eternal Life Realm cultivator was present, they would also misjudge this dagger.
"Hahaha! Serves you right! "
Ling Dong laughed in his heart.
When Feng Rao failed to refine the dagger for the third time, he immediately shouted at his lackeys, "Hurry up and catch that guy!"
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