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Chapter 278: The True Yang Qilin Spirit Root
Chapter 278: The True Yang Qilin Spirit Root
Inside the Eight Directions Dining Hall.
Except for Zhang Chenlin, who immediately left on his cloud, the rest followed Mei Gugang back to this place.
In fact, the number of people hadn't changed much, as most of them hadn't entered the Daoist mansion, and only a few dozen had died in total.
But the atmosphere was like night and day.
It was far less lively than before.
As usual, Shen Yi found a corner to sit down, but this time, Chen Zhong and A Qing were sitting beside him.
Just holding a teacup, he attracted countless gazes from the shadows.
Previously, with Clearwind True Monarch present, the young man was naturally the center of attention, but now that he had gone upstairs, among the remaining people, the figure who had emerged with several Primordial Cultivators was bound to arouse the curiosity of many.
He had arrived on a cloud, and the aura he had revealed was indeed Primordial, but it had only reached the Primordial Novice stage.
What had happened inside the Daoist mansion that nearly all the surviving Grandmasters treated him with such reverence, even addressing him as "Senior"?
It was said that he had protected everyone from three Demon Kings; could he have killed them all? That would be too terrifying.
The place where Shen Yi was sitting was clearly a corner, but under the watchful eyes of the cultivators, it was as if he had been transformed into the "first seat."
Listening to the whispers around him, the man with the black mole turned his eyes, suddenly poured a cup of fine wine, and then carried the cup towards the corner.
"Um, Senior... I..."
He respectfully handed over the cup, but before he could finish speaking, Chen Zhong stood up and stopped him, whispering, "Don't get too close."
Senior Shen was seriously injured, and it was best to remain cautious.
"Oh, oh! I understand the rules!"
The man with the black mole forced a smile, quickly took two steps back, and then toasted with the cup before downing it in one gulp.
"Junior Ma Guangshan is not good at fighting, but I enjoy collecting rare treasures. In the future, if Senior has anything you need, please feel free to ask."
As his words fell, a voice suddenly came from the side.
"Senior, this person only likes to collect, but he has terrible taste, and he was just scammed. He's trying to get rid of his useless treasures everywhere. Don't let his sweet talk fool you."
As the saying goes, cutting off someone's money is like killing their parents.
Such bad behavior rarely occurred within the Eight Directions Dining Hall.
The man with the black mole turned and glared, only to see that the speaker was also a Primordial Grandmaster, and his cultivation was far superior to his own. Without fear, the speaker glared back at him.
The man coldly snorted and then respectfully smiled at Shen Yi. Having been saved by the youth, he couldn't bear to see him being deceived.
"Thank you for the reminder."
Shen Yi nodded in response, then raised his eyes to look at Ma Guangshan beside him.
Actually, he had an impression of this person.
Previously, Qing Hua had even gone to watch the scene where this man was being mocked.
"Sit."
Shen Yi gestured for him to sit, as he now had several storage bags filled with valuables. If there was something good, he wouldn't mind taking a look.
As for being scammed... everyone had their own expertise. He glanced at A Qing.
"Okay."
A Qing quickly straightened up, and rubbed his eyes.
Seeing this, Ma Guangshan's heart skipped a beat. Traveling with an appraiser, what kind of wealthy young master could do such a thing?
But now that he had said it, if he left, wouldn't he be confirming his reputation as a scammer?
He smiled bitterly, took out a storage bag, and shook it towards the table, "Senior, please forgive me. I did have many good things before, and I've even handled Magical Treasures. Now, I'm really in a bind. I dare not deceive you; this is the only thing I have left. If you like it, feel free to name your price."
"A jade box fell out of the bag."
Ma Guangshan carefully opened it, revealing an unremarkable purple stone about the size of a thumb.
Just as he was about to explain, he saw A Qing wave her hand and seriously examine it for a moment. She then turned and whispered, "A superior spirit root, the True Yang Qilin Stone, but it's been contaminated by malevolent qi. There are traces of attempts to remove the contamination, but they failed. The seal on it is from the Huang Family of Shuangxi Mountain."
With each sentence she spoke, Ma Guangshan's mouth opened wider in surprise.
Even Chen Zhong was left stunned.
"Is it valuable?" Shen Yi only cared about this.
"It's not valuable," A Qing shook her head decisively.
Upon hearing this, Ma Guangshan was so anxious he almost jumped, "You may be experienced, but you can't devalue it like this."
"Fine, it's worth a little," A Qing remained calm.
"Just tell the truth," Shen Yi glanced at the side and said indifferently.
He needed so many things that it wasn't worth leaving a bad reputation over this item. Who knew if the person next to him had the treasures he desired in their storage bag.
He didn't want to be taken advantage of, nor did he want to take advantage of others.
Only by leaving such an impression would others be willing to confide in him.
"Oh," A Qing nodded as if she understood, then said, "Actually, it's hard to evaluate the value of such a treasure. After all, it's not a supreme spirit root born with consciousness; it's just been polluted by impurities and there's still a chance to remove the contamination."
"He probably wanted to take a gamble on whether the Huang Family could remove the malevolent qi."
"But he lost the bet."
After hearing this, Ma Guangshan felt like he had been stabbed in the heart. He sighed heavily, "I really don't know any more powerful factions. As long as they're willing to trade, I'll give them a middle-grade spirit root, no matter what kind."
The difference in value between a superior and middle-grade spirit root was at least several dozen times. He was indeed desperate.
"Add his magic robe and the pendant on his neck, and that's about the price... But if Brother Shen doesn't have the right connections, I don't recommend you trade with him."
A Qing carefully examined the black mole on his face and then turned to look at Shen Yi, "This time, I'm telling the truth."
Ma Guangshan's face changed several times, then he gritted his teeth and began to undress, until he was left with only a white undershirt. He then swiftly removed the pendant from his neck and slapped it onto the table.
A Primordial Grandmaster, reduced to such a state in front of so many people.
The others stifled their laughter.
Shen Yi glanced at the jade box and reached into his storage artifact, taking out a Dragon Flame Spirit Herb and handing it over.
"Thank you, Senior, for saving my life!"
Ma Guangshan trembled as he received it with both hands, but the heat burned his skin, causing him to grimace as he quickly put it into his storage artifact.
Just as he was about to leave, he heard a faint voice from behind.
"Take the clothes, consider it a loan from me. We'll settle up next time."
At this, Ma Guangshan froze for a moment, then turned and grabbed his clothes, nodding vigorously. His voice was slightly weaker, but it carried more sincerity, "Thank you, Senior."
Seeing this, the others were slightly taken aback.
A superior spirit root contaminated by malevolent qi was indeed worth this price, but no one wanted it. It was like a cheap item that one regretted selling but couldn't get rid of.
Not only did the black-robed youth buy it, but he didn't even bother to haggle and even agreed to a future transaction? Although the person next to him was an experienced appraiser.
In this chaotic place, a fair trade was already a rare occurrence.
In an instant, many people became restless, eager to make a deal.
(End of Chapter)
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