Jiang Yuan and Bu Yao were both taken aback by the scene before them, as they had not expected so many people to be blocking the way in front of the inheritance point.

"Big brother, is it really you?"

Suddenly, a very distinctive voice rang out from the crowd. Jiang Yuan and Bu Yao were speechless. Besides Mu Tianhe, there really was no one else who could shout like that.

"Make way, make way, this is my older brother!"

Sure enough, Mu Tianhe squeezed out of the sea of ​​people, but as soon as he came out, he shoved a few people cutting in line in front of him and shouted, "What are you doing? If you want to buy bloodline from my brother, you all better line up!"

Upon hearing this, the group paused for a moment, remained silent for three seconds, and then erupted into a riot again, completely disregarding Mu Tianhe.

"Boss, give me a Nine-Ring Imperial Vein first! I've been waiting here for twenty-three hours and five minutes, that's my sincerity!"

"Give it to me first, I have money!"

Amidst the rising and falling waves, Jiang Yuan had no choice but to shout, "Quiet down, everyone! The bloodline reserves are sufficient; there's no need for you to fight over it!"

"Did you hear that? My older brother has spoken, everyone line up to buy it!"

As Mu Tianhe spoke, he pulled the people in front of him into a line, and then naturally took the first place.

Jiang Yuan: "..."

He suspected that Mu Tianhe's brain had been damaged by his beating. Although he used to be a villain, he still had some bottom line. How did he become like this after being beaten up? Could it be that he had given up and was just lying down in the hands of his love rival?

"Boss, Bu Yao, I've always had a feeling that the mysterious merchant was you guys, and it turns out it really was!" Mu Tianhe said excitedly.

Bu Yao frowned and said, "You can recognize me even like this?"

"I'm not blind!" Mu Tianhe said in a somewhat lewd manner.

Upon hearing this, Bu Yao said irritably, "What are you doing here?"

“Bu Yao, we’re old friends now. This time you have to give me a good bloodline. You know, I’ve already entered the bloodline space twice, but I still haven’t found a good Sword Spirit Clan bloodline!” Mu Tianhe looked at Bu Yao with anticipation.

"No, we can't give them away. You should know that these bloodlines are gifts from the Sword Spirit Clan elders to Yao'er, representing their appreciation for her talent. So we're only selling them, not giving them away!" Jiang Yuan immediately corrected Mu Tianhe.

Are you kidding me? Giving you a slice? You might as well say stabbing you!

Mu Tianhe's lips twitched upon hearing Jiang Yuan's words. What do you mean by "gift from the Sword Spirit Clan's senior"? Your gifts are far too generous!

"Do you want the twelve imperial veins?" Bu Yao asked, her words startlingly, immediately mentioning the twelve imperial veins.

"Ah, there are twelve royal bloodlines?"

Mu Tianhe stared blankly at Bu Yao. He had never intended to obtain such a high-quality royal bloodline on this trip, so Bu Yao's words startled him.

"Of course we have them, but they're a bit pricey, costing one million mid-grade Holy Spirit Crystals!" Bu Yao tentatively quoted the price.

She was short of money. After all, each trip to the Demon Spirit Kingdom cost 100,000 low-grade Holy Spirit Crystals, and the return trip cost another 100,000 low-grade Holy Spirit Crystals. The round trip was extremely expensive! There was also Xiaoxiao's living expenses. Cultivating in the Demon Spirit Kingdom would definitely consume a lot of resources. Although the Demon Spirit Kingdom would bear the full cost, as Xiaoxiao's mother, she definitely had to support her. Otherwise, Xiaoxiao would only feel indebted to the Demon Spirit Kingdom when she grew up, and she didn't want to see Xiaoxiao bear such pressure.

However, since bloodlines are items within the bloodline space, if they were sold at too high a price, someone from above would definitely cause trouble for them. Therefore, it can only be considered as taking a commission. Setting the price at one million mid-grade Holy Spirit Crystals is within the normal range. Otherwise, in terms of true value, a twelve-cycle royal bloodline would be at least ten times more expensive.

Mu Tianhe was initially overjoyed upon hearing that it was one million, but his spirits sank after realizing it was mid-grade Holy Spirit Crystals.

"Mu Tianhe, forget it. With your strength, you can't even fuse the twelve royal veins. You might as well give the opportunity to someone else!" Jiang Yuan was genuinely advising him this time.

A person's talent is innate, and so is the shape of their bloodline. Mu Tianhe's talent can only be considered above average, so it would be a bit of a stretch for him to refine the twelve imperial bloodlines.

"Damn it, are you guys looking down on my wallet, Mu Tianhe?"

Mu Tianhe was furious. He angrily took off his storage ring, shoved it into Bu Yao's hand, and said with great pride, "Buy it! Buy the twelve imperial veins!"

"Okay, deal!"

Before Jiang Yuan could speak, Bu Yao put the ring away and then released a small, blood-red figure.

When the crimson figure appeared, those waiting to buy the bloodline went wild.

Twelve imperial bloodlines—this isn't just some mysterious merchant, this is practically a second parent, since even biological parents can't give away high-level bloodlines.

"Mu Tianhe, take it easy, don't let the twelve imperial veins burst you!" Bu Yao kindly reminded him after the transaction.

"Bu Yao, are you worried about me?" Mu Tianhe looked at Bu Yao with emotion.

"Get out of here!"

Jiang Yuan kicked Mu Tianhe out of the group. "You've never been hit before, flirting with Bu Yao right in front of me."

"Don't block our business!" Jiang Yuan said calmly, showing no sign of jealousy.

Seeing this, Bu Yao secretly transmitted her voice and asked, "Are you jealous?"

"No!" Jiang Yuan said directly.

"I was just asking, why are you so nervous that you forgot to use telepathy!" Bu Yao said with a smile.

"Royal bloodline clearance sale! Line up, one at a time!"

Jiang Yuan stopped answering and began focusing on selling the blood-red figurine.

"Five imperial veins, 700,000 low-grade holy spirit crystals!"

"Seven rounds, three million two hundred thousand low-grade Holy Spirit Crystals!"

"..."

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