The Asking Price
"Idiot ant, you dare to challenge me? You're courting death!"
Sheng Wu Feng couldn't help but shout, his face red.
Mu Yun was really bold. She was just in the Soul Conduit realm, yet she dared to make a fuss in front of him, a fourth level Nirvana expert with four Soul Altars. She was tired of living!
Sheng Wu Feng took a step forward, his aura surging. His four-level Soul Altar pressed down on Mu Yun with great pressure.
"Haha … hahahaha … after ten thousand years, the juniors of the Heavenly Fate Continent have become so arrogant, haha …"
However, when Sheng Wu Feng attacked, a loud laugh suddenly sounded.
As the laughter fell, a figure stood in front of Mu Yun.
Dressed in black robes, his white hair scattered messily behind his back, the Myriad Ghost Old Man stood in front of Mu Yun in what he thought was a dashing manner.
However, looking at the man in front of him who looked like a crazy old man, Sheng Wu Feng said impatiently, "Where did this crazy old man come from, scram to the side!"
Damn it!
Hearing this, the Myriad Ghost Old Man was completely furious.
Ten thousand years ago, he was the Myriad Ghost Old Man who was feared by the entire Heavenly Fate Continent. But now, he was being scolded.
"Scram!"
With a low shout, a three-level Soul Altar appeared under the Myriad Ghost Old Man's feet. His powerful aura pressed down on Sheng Wu Feng.
The three-level Soul Altar was not afraid of Sheng Wu Feng's four-level Soul Altar at all and competed with his aura.
"Hmm …"
Sheng Wu Feng's face paled, and he couldn't help but take a step back.
What was going on?
Seeing this, Shi Zhongyuan and Bai Zhan Feng stilled.
Sheng Wu Feng had a four-level Soul Altar, and was a famous Nirvana Realm expert of the Sacred Pill Sect. His Soul Altar was made with all kinds of divine pills and spirit artifacts of the Sacred Pill Sect, but it could not compare to the old man's three-level Soul Altar!
Seeing this, Mu Yun smiled!
The Myriad Ghost Old Man's nine-level Soul Altar was complete. The only thing he lacked was the materials.
This time, he had used up thirty percent of the treasures in the entire Ten Thousand Ghost Cave to complete his three-level Soul Altar.
What kind of concept was the materials for the third level of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cavern?
When Mu Yun thought of this, her heart bled. The entire Cloud Alliance probably wouldn't be able to accumulate so much wealth and treasures even in ten years.
Fortunately, the Myriad Ghost Elder did not disappoint him.
If the Ten Thousand Ghost Elder wasn't a match for the Sacred Martial Wind at this moment, that would really make Mu Yun's jaw drop.
The Myriad Ghost Elder could not help but snort, "Respect the old and love the young. You don't even have this bit of virtue, yet you call yourself a Nirvana Realm expert. At best, you're just a weakling who bullies the weak and fears the strong!"
"You …"
Hearing this, Sacred Martial Feng's face turned ashen.
"Hehe, Shengwu Feng, you said that we are long-winded. It seems like you don't care much about your nephew. Sigh, I wonder if Shengwu Yi cares about his son!"
Mu Yun suddenly laughed.
"Mu Yun, what do you mean by that?" Sheng Wu Feng's expression changed slightly.
"Nothing!" Mu Yun waved her hand and said, "Oh, by the way, Shi Zhongyuan, you only have one son, right? Your son's life should be very valuable, right?"
"Mu Yun, what did you do to Jingtian!"
Shi Zhongyuan's expression changed. He took a step forward and couldn't help but shout.
"What can I do to your son!" Mu Yun curled her lips and said, "But then again, what you do or don't do, it depends on how you deal with it!"
With that, Mu Yun flew to the ground and stood at the gate of Eastern Cloud City. She looked up at everyone and said, "Everyone, come down. It's too tiring up here. I want to sit down and rest."
Shi Zhongyuan, Shengwu Feng, and Bai Zhan Feng didn't know what Mu Yun was up to. They looked at each other and landed.
"Brother Wan!"
"Understood!"
The Myriad Ghost Elder stood beside Mu Yun. With a wave of his hand, two figures appeared in front of everyone.
"Father!"
"Second Uncle!"
Looking at Shi Zhongyuan and Shengwu Feng, Shi Jingtian and Sheng Xinrui looked ashamed.
"Jingtian!"
"Xinrui!"
Shi Zhongyuan and Shengwu Feng were both dumbfounded.
This time, in order to kill Mu Yun in the Demon Abyss, the five factions had sent a total of five Nirvana Realm martial artists. Now, only two were left.
The five Nirvana Realm martial artists were all dead!
Shi Zhongyuan looked at Mu Yun and almost spat out fire.
"Mu Yun, what do you want? Just say it!" Shi Zhongyuan's voice was filled with anger as he suppressed his anger.
"Ah? You want to negotiate with me? "
Mu Yun sat on the ground and said helplessly, "Sigh, with so many people here, how can I negotiate?"
"Get lost!"
Shi Zhongyuan's face darkened as he shouted at the tens of thousands of people behind him.
"All of you, retreat too!" Shengwu Feng said.
"Can you say it now?" Shi Zhongyuan said patiently.
"Okay!"
Mu Yun clapped her hands and said, "Shi Jingtian, an Earthly Blacksmith, and your only son. I think 100 million Spirit Crystals should be worth it!"
"100 million? Why don't you rob! "Shi Zhongyuan scolded angrily.
"Ah? Too little! Then 200 million! "Mu Yun said with a frown.
"Mu Yun … Don't go too far."
"300 million!"
"You …"
Shi Zhongyuan's face was like a pig's liver as he looked at Mu Yun and couldn't help but shout.
"Okay, 300 million, I agree!" Before Shi Zhongyuan could speak, Shengwu Feng suddenly said on the other side.
"Shut up, I haven't negotiated with you yet." Mu Yun suddenly shouted.
Shengwu Feng choked and looked at Mu Yun. His mouth opened, but he didn't say anything in the end.
Sheng Xinrui was the alchemy genius of the Sacred Pill Sect and his nephew. Bei Yiwentian was dead, and the Sacred Pill Sect lacked a genius, but Sheng Xinrui was different.
He was the son of the Sect Master!
Mu Yun knew this, so he didn't kill Sheng Xinrui. Otherwise, Shengwu Yi would kill him regardless of everything.
And Sheng Wufeng was even more afraid of this point. If Mu Yun decided to fight to the death and kill Sheng Xinrui, then his big brother would probably kill him.
Mu Yun grasped this point and was fearless.
"300 million, I'll pay!" Shi Zhongyuan finally calmed down, and his voice was terrifyingly cold.
"Let my son go first."
"Do you think I'm stupid?" Mu Yun curled her lips and said, "If I let him go, how can I take your spirit crystals? Stop talking nonsense. Scram, go back and get it. If you can't get it in three days, just wait to collect your corpse. "
"You dare?"
"Why wouldn't I dare? If a man dies, his bird will face the sky. If he doesn't die, he will live for thousands of years. I've been forced to this point by you. Is there anything I don't dare to do? "
"Okay, you're good, Mu Yun!"
Shi Zhongyuan flicked his sleeves and left.
"Remember, you'll come in three days. If there's one more person, Shi Jingtian will have one less limb. Don't blame me when I break his five limbs."
Break his five limbs!
Shi Zhongyuan, who had turned around, staggered and almost fell to the ground.
However, at this moment, he suppressed the anger in his heart again and again and gradually left.
"Okay, it's your turn!"
Mu Yun looked at Shengwu Feng and said directly, "His son is worth 300 million. How much is your nephew worth?"
"400 million!"
Shengwu Feng said directly.
He was afraid of Mu Yun. Instead of being cheated, it was better to bid directly.
"So straightforward? 500 million then! "
Mu Yun said directly, "Three days. Send it here in three days. 500 million low-grade spirit crystals. One less spirit crystal means one less limb!"
"Okay, okay!"
Shengwu Feng left directly with the army.
He didn't want to stay here for a moment.
He really didn't want to be entangled with Mu Yun.
Just looking at this person made people feel jealous and resentful.
If it wasn't for the old man in black beside him, this person would have died thousands of times.
Seeing that a great battle was about to start, but it ended in such a ridiculous way, everyone present was stunned.
"Retreat quickly!"
Looking at the people on the city wall behind him, Mu Yun shouted directly.
If it wasn't for Wan Wusheng today, Bai Zhan Feng, Shengwu Feng, and Shi Zhongyuan wouldn't have ended up like this.
However, today's agreement seemed to be a slap to the Saint Pill Sect and the Immortal Gathering Pavilion, but in fact, it was a fatal disaster for him.
"Brother Wan, these two people are dead. I have something important to do in the next two days. I'll have to trouble you with the safety of Dongyun City."
"Bullshit!"
Hearing this, Wan Wusheng cursed, "What trouble? I'm here. Whoever wants to touch you has to step over me. Trouble? Do you still treat me as your brother? "
"Uh, yes, yes!"
Mu Yun patted his head and was speechless.
Why was Wan Wusheng still the same as ten thousand years ago? He was so stupid and stubborn.
"Father-in-law, thank you for today. I'll definitely repay you in the future."
"Forget it!" Wang Zhijie waved his hand and said, "Kid, just protect your own life. If you want to repay me, treat my daughter well!"
"Of course, of course!"
Mu Yun realized that Wang Zhijie was also very interesting. Although he said that it was for his daughter, Mu Yun could feel that he really treated him as his son-in-law.
He could see through a person for one thing.
Mu Yun knew that Wang Zhijie treated him as his family.
"Kid, Shi Zhongyuan might send the Spiritual Crystals over, but Shengwu Yi definitely won't give you 500 million Spiritual Crystals for free!"
"Mm!"
Shengwu Yi was good at scheming. How could he accept such a great humiliation?
"Father-in-law, don't worry. I have a way!"
"You have a way? Bullshit! However, as long as Shengwu Yi doesn't come, there won't be any problems with that old man helping you. But you have to be careful of Bai Zhanfeng. His swordsmanship is superb and his sword aura is powerful. Don't be careless! "
Wang Zhijie said confidently. "If Shengwu Yi dares to step into the Three Heavens Hall's territory, he will break the rules of the eight factions. However, the others might very well come!"
"Mm!"
Wang Zhijie gave Mu Yun a few more instructions before leaving.
After comforting everyone, Mu Yun's figure disappeared from Eastcloud City. No one knew where she went.
"Big Brother Yun, what are you planning to do?"
In Eastcloud City, on a sparsely populated street, Mu Yun brought Wang Xinya back and forth. From time to time, she would place a large number of Spiritual Crystals, some Spiritual Swords, and all sorts of other materials.
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