Three Little Saint Pills were not easy to obtain for many people. Only those with great powers could easily take them out.
However, those who could come to War God City were mostly people with some foundation. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to make a living here.
Yang Wu was glad that he had refined a batch of Little Saint Pills before coming to War God City. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to take them out to trade.
That accessory successfully landed in White Hair Demoness' hands. She immediately put it away as if she was afraid that others would snatch it back.
Yang Wu transmitted a message to her, "What kind of treasure is it?"
"If my senses aren't wrong, it is indeed a sacred item. However, it doesn't mean much to many people. It is useful to me." White Hair Demoness replied.
"En, it's good that it is useful." Yang Wu nodded.
White Hair Demoness said, "I will repay you."
"As long as you follow me loyally, I won't mistreat anyone by my side." Yang Wu said indifferently.
Yang Wu was not a calculative person. Three Little Saint Pills might be valuable to others, but it was nothing to him. As long as he had enough ingredients, he could refine them at any time.
On the streets of the trading area, the various vendors had a dazzling array of items. There were many people coming and going, making it very lively.
Other than White Hair Demoness, Yang Wu's group didn't trade anything else for the time being. It wasn't that they didn't like it, but that the prices were too high. Even Yang Wu couldn't trade.
At this moment, Lei Zongjun's gaze landed on a black pearl in a vendor's hand. He asked, "How much is this pearl?"
"One Saint Soul Pill." That person said coldly.
Lei Zongjun shook his head and reluctantly gave up.
The value of a Saint Pill was extraordinary. How could Lei Zongjun have it? Even Yang Wu didn't have it.
"Is it worth one Saint Soul Pill?" Yang Wu asked Lightning Sect.
Lei Zongjun shook his head and said, "It might not be worth it to others, but it is worth it to me!"
"Then let's talk again." Yang Wu suggested.
"Forget it. He knows that I need it, so he won't lower the price," Lei Zongjun replied.
Yang Wu asked the stall owner: "There are indeed no Sacred Soul Dan s, but there are still two Star Soul Dan s, do you want to exchange them?"
The stall owner hesitated for a moment, then threw the black bead to Yang Wu and said, "Exchange!"
Yang Wu took the black pearl and felt the soul power undulations. He realized that this black pearl definitely contained soul power. It was indeed useful to Lei Zongjun. He took out the two Star Soul Pills and handed them to the other party.
Lei Zongjun didn't expect that Yang Wu would really be able to exchange for the pearl. He was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, my lord."
"No need to thank me. Raising my cultivation base as soon as possible is the right thing to do," Yang Wu replied.
"Yang Wu, I also want to buy something." Shu Yujun saw that Yang Wu was so generous, so she hugged Yang Wu's arm and acted coquettishly.
"Yujun, you are the young mistress of the Heng Shan Sect. Do you still need my help?" Yang Wu smiled bitterly.
"I don't care. You buy it for them. If you don't buy it for me, then you are biased," Shu Yujun said angrily.
"Alright, as long as I can buy it, I will buy it for you." Yang Wu replied seriously.
"With your words, I am relieved. When I see something I like, I will tell you." Shu Yujun said with satisfaction.
After Yang Wu's group walked for a while, Yang Wu suddenly sensed something. He looked at a stall and saw a damaged battle armor. It was stained with a lot of mud and had many cracks. No matter how he looked at it, it was a worthless old item.
The people who passed by did not show any interest when they saw such a battle armor.
Yang Wu looked at the stall owner again and raised his eyebrows slightly. A smile appeared on his face as he walked towards the stall owner.
The stall owner was dozing off. His face was covered by a straw hat, revealing only half of his face. When he sensed someone walking over, he opened his eyes and promoted, "Young Master, don't miss this. This is an ancient sacred armor. Even if it is a little damaged, it still has a very strong defense. It only costs 50,000 high-grade Xuan Spirit Stones."
"Is 50,000 high-grade Xuan Spirit Stones enough?" Yang Wu looked at the person and asked.
The person raised his head and looked at Yang Wu. His eyes instantly widened as he shouted, "It's you!"
"Haha, isn't it me?" Yang Wu laughed.
"Bastard, I've been looking for you for a long time. If you don't return my things today, I won't let you off." The stall owner shouted angrily.
"Alright, I'll settle the score with you. I haven't settled the score with you for those arrows you shot at me." Yang Wu revealed a playful expression.
Yang Wu thought that the stall owner would kneel and beg for mercy when he saw him. Who knew that the stall owner's gaze would land on Shu Yujun and White Hair Demoness. His mouth was about to drool.
"If you keep looking, I'll make you blind." Shu Yujun glared back at the stall owner and said sternly.
"Young Miss is so beautiful. Even if you make me blind, I'm willing." The stall owner said with an intoxicated expression.
Yang Wu said indifferently, "Do you believe that I'll shout 'Flower Thief Jiang Ping' is here?"
Yang Wu really didn't think that he would meet Jiang Ping in War God City. This fellow had left a deep impression on him in the broken space.
Jiang Ping nervously stared at Yang Wu and said, "Brother, you're forcing me to fall out with you like this."
"If you don't want me to force you, that's fine too. Give me this broken armor." Yang Wu pointed at the armor and said with a smile.
"Hehe, it's not impossible if you want my sacred armor." Jiang Ping kept him in suspense. Then he looked at Shu Yujun and said, "How about letting her accompany me for a night?"
"You're courting death!" Shu Yujun shouted. She reached out a hand and angrily slapped at Jiang Ping's face.
Jiang Ping's reaction was extremely fast. He quickly moved to the side and dodged Shu Yujun's palm.
How could Shu Yujun let it go so easily? Her palm was like a snake that chased after Jiang Ping and continued to attack his vital points.
Who knew that Jiang Ping didn't care about defense. Instead, he reached out a hand and grabbed Shu Yujun's ample bosom. He planned to exchange injury for injury.
"Shameless!" Shu Yujun cursed as she retracted her body. How could she be willing to be humiliated?
"Jiang Ping, it seems like a dog can't change its habit. Zong Jun, take him down!" Yang Wu said coldly.
No man would be able to take it if his woman was taken advantage of like this.
Lei Zongjun immediately made his move and grabbed at Jiang Ping.
Although Jiang Ping's strength increased quickly and reached the high rank Heavenly Fish Realm, he couldn't do anything in front of a peak Minor Saint.
Who knew that Jiang Ping's reaction was too fast. He turned into a gust of wind and disappeared from the spot.
"Yang Wu, just you wait. If I don't steal the woman beside you, I swear I'm not a human!" Jiang Ping left behind a ruthless remark.
"I'll wait for you." Yang Wu picked up the broken armor and said with a faint smile on his face.
This broken armor might not be useful to others, but it should be useful to him.
Sure enough, when he held the armor, the mud on the armor automatically fell off, revealing a dark blue surface. There were crisscrossing marks on the armor. Vaguely, there were traces of blood Qi that resonated with the battle blood in his body.
Yang Wu was sure that this was the armor of the ancestors of the Yang Family!
Yang Wu didn't know where Jiang Ping got it from. If he had the chance to meet Jiang Ping again, he would definitely take him down and interrogate him about where he got it from. Maybe Jiang Ping really found a secret place.
When Yang Wu and his group were preparing to go to other places, someone appeared in front of them. Yang Wu recognized the other party at a glance. It was Xing Biyan, whom he had met in the City of Redemption. Other than Lv Jiaolian, there was also the San Zhu Group that they had chased away last night.
Xing Biyan was wearing a black robe and a snake-shaped headband. He stood with his hands behind his back. His eyes were suffused with an oppressive light. He looked at Yang Wu and said faintly, "I've searched high and low for you. Hand over the Mysterious Phoenix Sword of my Xing Family and the fire seed on your body. If you do, I'll consider letting you live."
Currently, Xing Biyan's combat strength had reached a higher level, reaching the half-step Dragon Transformation Realm. He was only half a step away from becoming a true Dragon Transformation Realm expert.
The people around Yang Wu became nervous. The other party didn't come with good intentions.
Yang Wu just glanced at Xing Biyan, as if he didn't hear Xing Biyan's words, and continued to move forward.
"Bastard, didn't you hear what my Young Master said?" Zhu Dazhi scolded.
"Dwarf, who do you think you are? How dare you block my Lord's path. Don't tell me you didn't get beaten up last night?" Lei Zongjun stepped forward and responded.
Zhu Dazhi, Zhu Busan, and Zhu Wen Rou all recognized Lei Zongjun. There was a hint of fear in their eyes. The other party was strong and wasn't someone they could deal with.
"Try scolding me again. Don't think we're afraid of you." Zhu Dazhi snorted coldly.
"Then let's fight again!" Lei Zongjun didn't give the other party any time to prepare. His evil palm slapped towards Zhu Dazhi's face.
How could Zhu Dazhi alone be a match for Lei Zongjun? Just as Lei Zongjun's palm was about to hit his face, an old man behind Xing Biyan moved like lightning. He threw out a fist to block Lei Zongjun's attack.
"A ghost dares to be disrespectful to our Xing Clan? Aren't you afraid that we'll burn down your nest?" This unremarkable old man stared at Lei Zongjun and said faintly.
"Do you really think the Xing Clan is invincible? Do you think we ghosts are useless? If you have the ability, then go and destroy us. "Lei Zongjun said disdainfully.
"Very well, I'll destroy you first." The old man said fiercely and rushed out like a cheetah. His fist was aimed at Lei Zongjun's vitals, accompanied by raging flames.
The fire of extreme Yang was one of the ghosts' nemesis.
Without waiting for Lei Zongjun to react, White Hair Demoness beside him took the initiative. A delicate palm slapped on the old man's fist.
* Bang! *
The battle between the two peak Minor Saints created a powerful shockwave.
Fortunately, they controlled their strength. Otherwise, it would affect the stall owners around them. None of the stall owners were kind people. They couldn't afford to offend them.
However, before the two of them could decide a victor, Xing Biyan was beaten up by Yang Wu.
* Pa! *
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