He frowned as he looked at the goatee in front of him, thinking that since this person wanted to buy it, it must be useful. But no matter what it was, he couldn't figure out what it was, so he couldn't let this person get it for free.

Seeing that his expression was off, the man with the goatee was not intimidated at all; instead, he straightened his thin back.

He lowered his voice.

"Fellow Daoist, I only said this because you look kind."

"Such an evil object, if given to anyone else for free, they would consider it bad luck."

The stall owner didn't believe the old man at all. Instead, he looked at Ruan Tang and Yan Yu standing next to him and asked, "What do you two want to buy?"

Seeing the stall owner's actions, the man with the goatee turned around abruptly, glared fiercely at Ruan Tang and Yan Yu, and spat out, "Where did this little brat come from, trying to steal my stuff!"

"roll!"

The sound wasn't loud.

But several stall owners who had been dozing off suddenly perked up and craned their necks to watch the spectacle.

Yan Yu's mental energy instantly transformed into needles, piercing straight into the goatee's brain.

The goatee was quite quick-witted, but he couldn't dodge the fine needle formed from his mental energy. It still managed to penetrate his sea of ​​consciousness. For a moment, the goatee was stunned, then his eyes went blank, and he walked away in a daze.

Those around looked on as if the man with the goatee had been frightened by the man in front of him, and they timidly walked away, knowing there was no more excitement to be had, so they stopped paying attention to this place.

Once no one was watching, Ruan Tang stepped forward.

She had a sweet smile on her face and a clear, bright voice.

"Uncle, can I take a look at the pebble in your hand?"

She tilted her head.

They appear harmless.

"It's a bit ugly, but the pattern on it is quite pretty."

The stall owner was taken aback by being called "uncle".

The stall owner noticed that Ruan Tang was speaking very politely, so his tone softened.

"Little girl, this is no good thing, it's very strange."

"It's okay."

Ruan Tang took out a small jade bottle from her storage bracelet and handed it over.

"I don't want you to give it to me for free."

"Here are a few Qi-restoring pills that I refined myself. They're not high-grade, but their medicinal effects are decent."

"How about I trade you this for it?"

She uncorked the bottle.

The aroma of medicine immediately filled my nose.

The stall owner's eyes widened suddenly.

Qi-restoring pill!

This is hard currency! It's exactly what a rogue cultivator like him, who lives on the edge of a knife, needs most!

The value of these pills far exceeds that of those three broken spirit stones!

"Okay! Let's change it!"

Without a second thought, the stall owner shoved the broken pebble into Ruan Tang's hand, then carefully took the jade bottle as if it were his lifeblood.

Transaction complete.

Ruan Tang used the action of putting the pebble into her storage bracelet to store it into her spatial storage space. This was—the Soul Cleansing Pearl!

This Soul Cleansing Pearl is an extremely rare treasure. Although it is tainted with a potent curse and its precious light is concealed, this is no challenge for Ruan Tang. Not to mention that even a novice could purify it.

Besides its innate ability to find treasures, the treasure-hunting rat also has a powerful auxiliary ability: purification. Otherwise, where in the world would there be so many good things for the treasure-hunting rat to hide?

After Xiaobai refines the curse on it, the Treasure-Hunting Rat will not only help its talent skills grow, but will also obtain a treasure that can resist attacks on the soul!

Especially in that cursed secret realm of the Xiyi Sea, this thing is a life! (This chapter has been read. Please click to continue reading the next chapter!)