Chapter 683 Promise Him Quickly

Yun Qingqing didn't want to bother with Zhao Chengming.

But this person was so generous that he offered to exchange it for the Nine-Colored Illusionary Ganoderma.

The Nine-Colored Magic Ganoderma is truly rare. Xiao Changheng had to fight with all his might to find one from the secret realm of the Stone Forest. He even had a fight with Yuwen Ye for it.

Later, Yun Qingqing came forward to exchange for the Nine-Colored Magic Ganoderma and gave it to Yuwen Ye to gather his soul, and only then was Qi Mo able to return.

If he could get this plant in front of him, it would be just right to help Qi Mo strengthen his soul.

Yun Qingqing stopped, waved away the flowing light of the book in front of her eyes, and finally raised her eyes to look at Zhao Chengming.

"This indexing mirror is no different from the one you have. Even if I replace it, it won't help you much. If you want to find the information you want quickly, I can help you."

She could see that what these people were looking for was extremely important, otherwise they would not be willing to exchange such a rare treasure for the right to use a magic mirror.

Zhao Chengming's expression froze, his smile froze on his face, then he frowned, and a hint of vigilance appeared in his eyes.

The round-faced junior fellow behind him couldn't help but sneer when he saw this:

"Master Yun, do you think our eyesight is bad? Can't we tell that the two mirrors are different?"

"That's right!" the short and fat junior brother echoed, "If you want to raise the price, just say so directly. Don't use such tricks!"

Qi Mo quickly unfolded his folding fan and gently waved it, with a hint of smile, but a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes:

"My eyesight is indeed not that good. The reason I can use the magic weapon to such an effect is because my master has a strong spiritual sense. Not everyone can do it."

The two men looked angry and were about to speak when Zhao Chengming raised his hand to stop them.

Zhao Chengming put on a polite smile again:

"Pavilion Master Yun, you're joking. I'll add a piece of 'Purple Thunder Mysterious Wood'. This is a top-grade refining material, and it's something you can only come across once in a while."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of lightning-struck wood from his storage bag, with purple light flowing all over it. The naturally formed lightning patterns on the wood had faint electric light moving through them. This was indeed a rare material for refining weapons, and it was even rarer in this era of exhausted spiritual energy.

As soon as this thing was taken out, Qi Mo's voice transmission sounded in Yun Qingqing's mind.

"This is great! I want it, I want it~! Good Master, let's trade with him!"

Yun Qingqing glanced at him speechlessly: ...

When will this guy change his habit of having his eyes light up when he sees rare materials?

"Master~, change it, change it, change it! Wait for me to make something good for you to play with!" The voice transmission continued to chatter, as if he would not give up until she agreed.

"Stop making noise." Yun Qingqing glared at him and said in a voice transmission.

A certain little inventor finally calmed down, holding his folding fan and looking at her eagerly.

"Pavilion Master Yun," Zhao Chengming saw that she didn't answer immediately, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes. "Zhengyang Sect treats us sincerely, and I hope you will help me. If you still feel it is not enough, you may name a price."

He thought to himself that the Master of Tianming Pavilion was clearly putting on an act, and that the "mirror is the same" thing was just an excuse to raise the price.

A mere newly formed small sect dares to act so arrogantly in front of his Zhengyang Sect?

The round-faced junior brother couldn't help but whisper: "Big Brother, why bother talking to her, let's..."

"Shut up!" Zhao Chengming shouted, glancing around from the corner of his eye. "Have you forgotten the rules of Langhuan Palace?"

The short and fat junior brother immediately fell silent, but his eyes turned towards Yun Qingqing with an increasingly unfriendly look.

He knew that the reason why the eldest brother was so good-tempered was because fighting was prohibited in Langhuan Palace. Otherwise, he would have snatched the things away long ago and would never have let these little guys say a word!

Yun Qingqing looked at the Nine-Colored Magic Ganoderma and Purple Thunder Mysterious Wood in Zhao Chengming's hands, and after a moment's hesitation, he said:

"I've already said that there's no difference between the two magic mirrors. If you're anxious to find the classics, I can help you..."

"No need!" Zhao Chengming interrupted her before she could finish, his eyes already filled with hostility. "I don't care whether the magic mirror is different or not. Just think of it as I like this position and want to trade with you. Is that not okay?"

"Or does Pavilion Master Yun feel that even with the sincerity of our dignified Zhengyang Sect offering the Nine-Colored Illusionary Ganoderma and the Purple Thunder Mysterious Wood in exchange for yours, it's still not enough?"

"I advise you to think carefully. Do you really want to create a feud with the Zhengyang Sect over such a small matter as the Tianming Pavilion?"

Yun Qingqing raised her eyebrows and looked at him. She saw that Zhao Chengming no longer restrained his attitude as a superior, and the two people behind him also had arrogant expressions on their faces.

She calmly glanced at the two things in Zhao Chengming's hands, her eyes slightly cold.

Qi Mo originally couldn't stand these people's smug look, but now, with his folding fan covering his face and his mouth almost grinning to his ears, he whispered:

"Master, he's almost forcing you to accept it at knifepoint. You can't blame us for that, right? Promise him now!"

Yun Qingqing curled her lips coldly, nodded, and stepped down from the jade platform:

"make a deal."

"Wouldn't it have been better if you had done this earlier?" Zhao Chengming sneered, threw the two things to Yun Qingqing, and stood on the jade platform impatiently.

Yun Qingqing put away her things and turned to walk towards the jade table where the index mirror was placed on the other side.

Qi Mo followed her and stood beside the jade platform, but his eyes remained on the other side, waiting leisurely to see how this Zhao man would use the magic mirror which he considered to be "more advanced".

Zhao Chengming did not rush to activate the mirror immediately. He just put his hand on the mirror and stared at Yun Qingqing's every move with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. He was obviously waiting for her to use the magic mirror that claimed to be "same as" to laugh at her.

His round-faced junior fellow disciple was somewhat indignant and lowered his voice and said:

"Big Brother, giving her two top-grade materials just for changing positions is too cheap for her!"

"It's okay, our Zhengyang Sect doesn't lack these little things." Zhao Chengming said calmly.

The round-faced junior brother was stunned for a moment. Just when he felt that this was not like the style of the senior brother, Zhao Chengming's voice suddenly rang in his mind:

"Hmph, if it weren't for the Langhuan Palace's prohibition of fighting, she would never have been lucky enough to touch a treasure of the Nine-Colored Illusionary Ganoderma in her lifetime! But... hehe..."

Zhao Chengming sneered in his voice transmission:

"Don't worry, I've already marked those two things. I'll just lend them to her for a few days. Once we get out of this Langhuan Palace, she'll have nothing to fight me with!"

The round-faced junior brother smiled suddenly and looked at Yun Qingqing with a proud look on his face.

But his eyes soon widened again:

"Master... Senior Brother... she, she..."

Zhao Chengming's expression also changed at this moment, because at this moment, the golden runes around Yun Qingqing were flying around like fireflies, the light and shadow were dazzling, and the images of hundreds of thousands of scrolls were flowing in front of her, which was exactly the same as before!

"What's going on..." The short and fat junior brother's jaw dropped as he looked at Zhao Chengming stutteringly, "Could she, could she have been... switched?"

Zhao Chengming's face was gloomy, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Let’s not talk about whether the magic mirror in Langhuan Hall can be replaced, but he has been staring at the mirror on the jade table just now, and that woman definitely doesn’t have the ability to replace it under his nose!

Zhao Chengming's expression was slightly stern. He immediately placed his palm on the index mirror in front of him, injected spiritual power into it, and concentrated on sensing.

After a moment, the index mirror emitted a faint light, and the text on the scroll slowly appeared before his eyes.

Compared with Yun Qingqing's side, it was as slow as an old ox plowing the field.

Zhao Chengming was struck by lightning and gnashed his teeth.

“I’ve been fooled!”