In order to protect Spirit Maiden Sect, Liang Zhengtai had no choice but to join Ye Qinghan's camp. Now, there were enemies everywhere, making it difficult to move.
At this time, Ye Qinghan did not even dare to enter the city with the disguised Bai Yuran. They could only walk in the wilderness. Bai Yuran was wanted, so her identity could no longer be used. It was even more impossible for her to use the teleportation formation in Great Buddha City.
The two walked continuously for several years. They were weather-beaten and exhausted, looking like a villager and a village woman who had suffered hardships.
On this day, the two passed by a relatively large village with several tens of thousands of households. It was like a small town, but there was a stone tablet at the entrance with the words' Eight Trigrams Yang Village 'carved on it.
The village's roads extended in all directions. Looking from above, the entire village was arranged in an orderly manner, like a huge eight trigrams diagram. All the roads led to the center, and the streets were filled with traffic. There were many adventurers and wanderers, as well as bounty hunters. The factions here were tangled and complicated, but no one dared to cause trouble here because the villagers were intrepid, and their strength could not be underestimated. Moreover, they were unusually united.
All the natives in the village had the surname Yang, as if they came from a large family. Even the government rarely interfered here. As long as they handed over some offerings every year, Blessed Buddha Temple's people would not step in here.
Ye Qinghan and Bai Yuran supported each other like an old couple. The wind and frost had covered their unique temperaments. Even though the small array on their faces had been worn away by the passage of time, very few people could recognize them.
"Guests, welcome to stay in our inn. We are honest with all, and will deliver maps and information!"
Inns after inns were hung up with lanterns, shouting with all their might.
Ye Qinghan and Bai Yuran had spent all their faith money, but with the help of the divine bird, they had obtained countless divine treasures. They were in urgent need to exchange for some money.
After a while, they saw some Spirit Treasures Pavilions that specialized in collecting divine medicines and materials. Many adventurers came and went. Some shook their heads and sighed, while others were overjoyed.
"Let's go in and take a look." Ye Qinghan pulled Bai Yuran into a Spirit Treasures Pavilion and saw that the shop had everything they needed. There were pills, divine weapons, secret techniques, and so on. Some adventurers and bounty hunters needed supplies and were buying divine medicines and weapons. There were also people selling what they had gained from their adventures over the years.
At this moment, a young man who looked like a manservant came up to them and bowed. "Dear guests, do you want to buy or sell? Our shop has a ten-thousand-year reputation, and we absolutely do not cheat anyone! "
Bai Yuran took out his storage bag. This storage bag could only store items and not living things. All of the treasures he had obtained over the years were all placed here.
"Husband, have they all been sold?" Bai Yuran's expression did not change. He had been using this title for many years so that no one would suspect him.
Ye Qinghan nodded. The truly good things were all used by him or kept in his sea of consciousness. Those that were placed with Bai Yuran could be sold. After selling them, he could buy some pills to replenish his supplies.
Bai Yuran said, "This little dao friend, we have a lot of things to sell. Can you give us a private room? Or can you ask your manager to come out and talk to us? "
The manservant looked at Bai Yuran and Ye Qinghan with disdain. What good things could they sell with such shabby appearances? They actually asked the manager to come over.
"I can make the decision. If you have a lot of things, then come to the private room." The manservant impatiently turned around and brought the two to a room.
Ye Qinghan and Bai Yuran didn't get angry. They followed him into a private room. The room wasn't big and couldn't be considered a private room at all. It was just an ordinary room with a table and five or six chairs around it.
"Take out the things. I want to see what good treasures you have." The manservant said proudly.
Shua!
Bai Yuran first took out a dozen treasures. They were all level 13 rare divine medicines. They were necessary materials for refining the Breaking World Pill. They were worth at least 50 strands of faith money and were enough to refine a cauldron of pills. The total value was over 2,000 strands of faith money.
Hiss!
The manservant sucked in a breath of cold air. He had heard and seen some of the materials before. They were all priceless treasures. He could not earn them even in a few decades or even a hundred years. There were also some that were rich in celestial spiritual energy. They were of a higher level than the best divine medicines he had seen.
"Wait … I'll go get the manager." The manservant's attitude took a 180-degree turn. He bowed and retreated.
Ye Qinghan and Bai Yuran sat down with smiles on their faces. They quietly waited for the manager of the Spirit Treasures Pavilion.
Not long after, a middle-aged man dressed in green ran in and apologized profusely. "I'm sorry for my insolence. Please don't take offense. I'm Yang Chen, the manager of the Spirit Treasures Pavilion. It's nice to meet you both."
"There's no need to be calculative with him. Mr Yang, my wife and I have cultivated for thousands of years. These treasures are all priceless. Please give me an estimate." Ye Qinghan pushed more than ten spiritual medicines in front of Yang Chen. He said calmly, "As long as the price is fair, we still have some rare treasures for sale here. If you're not satisfied, we can change to another shop."
"I've been doing business for tens of thousands of years. I definitely don't cheat anyone. Don't worry, the price is definitely fair." Yang Chen stared at the items on the table and sucked in a breath of cold air. His eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "Soul-Opening Grass, Enlightenment Root, Dragon Flame Godly Medicine … They're all level thirteen high-grade divine medicines! They're essential ingredients for various top-grade divine pills. Fellow Daoist, you're really good to be able to find so many divine medicines. They're priceless! "
"Give me an estimate," Ye Qinghan replied calmly.
"Soul-Opening Grass, sixty strands of faith. Enlightenment Root, the key to enlightening divine pets. It's worth three hundred strands of faith. Dragon Flame Godly Medicine, a pure Yang divine medicine. It's the favorite of the fire element Realm Lord. There's a price but no market. The highest price in the market is three hundred and twenty strands of faith …"
Yang Chen quickly separated more than ten divine medicines and made a rough estimate. They were worth a total of three thousand and six hundred strands of faith!
"Dear husband and wife, this is definitely the highest price in the market. You're sincere. We're doing business, so we naturally can't cheat our customers. So we'll give you three thousand and six hundred strands of faith. If you don't believe me, you can ask any other shop!" Yang Chen said in a deep voice.
"Three thousand and six hundred it is. We'll hand over the goods at the same time." Ye Qinghan looked at Yang Chen's excited gaze and knew that the price was close to the mark. He nodded and agreed.
Swoosh!
The manager waved his hand and took out three thousand and six hundred strands of faith. The entire room was filled with golden light and spiritual energy.
Bai Yuran waved his hand and kept the money into his storage ring. He looked at Ye Qinghan, as if asking if the other herbs were sold here too.
Ye Qinghan pondered for a moment. He couldn't be too shocking, otherwise it would attract other people's attention. He transmitted his voice, "Take out twenty more ordinary divine medicines and sell them to them."
Bai Yuran searched through the storage ring and found twenty level eleven and twelve divine medicines. They were all very ordinary, but their grades were good. Yang Chen gave them three hundred strands of faith.
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