Chen An thought about it, and asked Yang Tong with some frustration: "What effect will it have on me if one hundred thousand of my original Qi luck points are used up?"
"Young Master, you have so much luck value, but it doesn't have any impact!"
"When Sister Anli left, she said you were her little brother. She asked you to take care of me. If you don't take care of me, I'll go back and tell Sister Anli that you're ungrateful..."
After hearing what Meng Yi said, Chen An angrily said, "She has a little brother!"
Meng Yi's eyes reddened, and he bit his lip without saying a word.
Looking at the guy's appearance, Chen An gritted his teeth and slapped his thigh: "I'll buy it!"
Meng Yi suddenly became happy: "Thank you, Brother Chen!"
Yang Tong smiled brightly: "Then please prepare to use 100,000 original luck points!"
Chen An rolled his eyes and said, "I don't need luck points, I'll use black crystal stones!"
"Okay!" Yang Tong smiled and spread out his palm, and suddenly a small box appeared.
Chen An took it and opened it. There was a jade talisman inside with a very magical aura.
Handed it to Meng Yi: "Try it first and see if it works!"
Meng Yi was overjoyed and couldn't wait to take out the jade talisman. He directly tore open his collar and inserted the jade talisman.
Chen An was surprised by the girl's bold move. He took a glance and muttered, "No wonder I made a mistake. It doesn't hurt to touch it!"
The next moment, Chen An used the Eye of the Sky to observe again. Sure enough, Meng Yi could not see any changes with his eyes, and he could not even feel the energy of his cultivation throughout his body.
Only the wheel of fortune is still shining.
Chen An turned around and looked at Yang Tong who was waiting for him to pay the bill, grinning:
"Deacon Yang, credit!"
moment!
Meng Yi and Yang Tong were both stunned.
Meng Yi blinked and said nothing.
The corners of Yang Tong's mouth twitched, and he looked at Chen An with an uncertain expression: "Master, this is..."
Chen An pointed to his forehead confidently and said, "Deacon Yang, have you seen my original luck value?"
"I saw it, 20 million!" Yang Tong's eyes twitched violently.
"Deacon Yang, you have to take a long-term view. I have more than just 20 million Luck Points. How many Black Crystals are equivalent to this?"
Chen An pointed at himself proudly and said, "This huge amount of luck value of mine is my personal reputation. Do you understand?"
The corners of Yang Tong's mouth twitched again. "In the trial field, people die every day. No one can tell how long they can survive. Our Tianyitonghao has never had a precedent of selling on credit!"
Chen An's face turned serious: "You are questioning my credibility. Since you opened a shop here, you must know that my luck is so strong for a reason!"
Yang Tong frowned and fell silent.
Chen An's eyes flashed, and he chuckled, "Well, ten days is the deadline. If I can't give you 10 million Black Crystals within ten days, then I'll let you use 100,000 Luck Points. Also, since you're so generous with the credit, I'll go to Tianyitonghao first for any future business. As for those shops like Sitong Pavilion and Wufanglou, I won't go there!"
Hearing this, Yang Tong clapped his hands instantly: "Deal!"
Afterwards, Chen An and Yang Tong ran to the inner room to discuss something.
At this time, Meng Yi was not worried about being sold. With his hands behind his back, he strolled around Tianyi Tonghao, looking at the treasures on the shelves with curiosity.
Inside the room, Chen An looked at Yang Tong and asked, "Why is the Heavenly Demon Royal Family worth one million luck?"
Yang Tong smiled and said, "Some important figures like demon girls, especially those from the Heavenly Demon Royal Family, who are the most valuable!"
Chen An's eyes flashed coldly: "Big shot? A big shot who is undergoing trial?"
Yang Tong shook his head, his expression becoming more serious. “Of course not a trial participant. Once a trial participant has a breakthrough in their cultivation, they will be forced to enter a higher level trial field!”
Chen An's eyes flashed: "You mean, these big shots also have huge luck points? Otherwise, what can they use to buy the demon girl?"
Yang Tong was stunned by Chen An's question. He stared at Chen An for a long time before speaking, "Why are you asking this, sir?"
Chen An laughed and said, "Just asking casually!"
Yang Tong couldn't help but warn: "Young Master, you must not provoke these important figures. Generally speaking, as long as the trial-takers don't intrude into their territory, they won't take action. These are the red areas marked on your Four Extremes Order!"
Chen An smiled and said, "Deacon Yang, you haven't answered my question yet!"
"Uh... these big shots have the means to steal luck. Over time, they've accumulated a lot of luck!"
"Tell me, if a big shot is killed by a trial-taker, does that also transfer his luck points to the trial-taker?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Tong looked at Chen An with a somewhat horrified expression: "Sir, don't dare to have such thoughts. They are not trial participants, nor are they bound by certain rules. This means that their cultivation is very strong!"
Chen An said unhappily, "I've already said it, I'm just asking!"
"Uh... naturally, luck belongs to the trial-taker, but..."
Before Yang Tong finished speaking, Chen An asked again: "These big men have accumulated wealth for countless thousands of years. Are they very fat, uh... very rich?"
Yang Tong swallowed his saliva and stared at Chen An: "The natural accumulation is amazing, but sir, your idea is very dangerous!"
Chen An laughed and said, "Just asking, just asking. Oh, last question, how high are the cultivation levels of these great figures you mentioned?"
Yang Tong took a deep breath, as if he was frightened by Chen An's question and was afraid to speak.
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