The red-haired old man gloated over this misfortune, laughing heartily: "Du Yuan, you, a member of Fengyue Sect, have come to this day? I am very satisfied with the gains of this trip, and I will take my leave now."
After saying this, the red-haired old man turned around and left, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Du Yuan's face turned pale. As the eldest disciple of Fengyue Sect, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
It’s all because of this evil woman from the Lu family!
He turned around abruptly, staring at Xiang Sheng with icy eyes, his tone chilling, "Today, I swear in the name of Fengyue Sect's eldest disciple that anyone who dares to buy anything from this woman again will be an enemy of Du Yuan and Fengyue Sect! We will fight until death, no matter where we are!"
"And me."
Wan Lingmo stood beside Du Yuan, his face ferocious: "Master True Fire, I will kill him!"
"You are going too far!"
Lin Beilan was so angry that he was about to rush forward, but Dong Jinghuan held him back tightly and prevented him from moving forward.
The atmosphere in the field instantly dropped to freezing point. It was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.
The situation once again reached a stalemate, but Xiang Sheng didn't seem to care much and still had a faint smile on his face.
When Du Yuan saw this, he felt more and more disgusted.
He was clearly in a desperate situation, yet he was still pretending to be so arrogant, which really made him sick.
"Ride the wind."
Xiang Sheng reached out to touch the storage ring and threw out another item. Du Yuan quickly reached out to take it.
Du Yuan sneered at this, "Witch Lu, you're truly stubborn and unrepentant. Who would buy your stuff at this moment? No matter how good a treasure is, can it be more precious than life?"
"Friend Du is absolutely right."
A strange arc appeared on Xiang Sheng's lips. "No matter how good a treasure is, it's certainly not as valuable as life."
Du Yuan was startled. What did she mean by this?
Before he could figure it out, You Chengfeng, who was sitting next to him, shouted excitedly again: "White Soul Fruit! This is the ten thousand year old White Soul Fruit!"
What? !
Du Yuan was shocked and his face changed suddenly.
Not only him, but also Wan Lingmo, Dong Jinghuan, and Wei Leyan hiding in the crowd all changed their expressions, and their eyes instantly locked on You Chengfeng.
White Soul Fruit... they are so familiar with it.
At the same time, an unprecedented uproar arose among the onlookers.
"Ten Thousand Year White Soul Fruit?!"
"This is a sacred object that strengthens the soul, and its effectiveness is comparable to that of enhancing spiritual roots. Is the Lu family witch crazy? She didn't keep it for herself, but actually sold it?!"
"My spiritual roots are weak, and it's been hard for me to get to this day. If I can get the help of the White Soul Fruit, I can expect to form a pill!"
“Descendants of the Lu family, how many White Soul Fruits do you have? I have a holy medicine for body refining!”
"Get lost! The White Soul Fruit is mine!"
“…”
The crowd was noisy and crazy. If it weren't for Fang Cun Ji's ban on fighting, someone would have come up to snatch it away.
Xiang Sheng smiled and took out more things.
"Three Thousand-Year-Old Purple Grasses!"
"Three thousand year old snow sun flowers, four!"
“…”
"Soul essence, ten thousand pounds!"
You Chengfeng shouted until he was hoarse, his mind went blank and half of his body was numb.
Being able to identify such a treasure, it would be worth it even if he died immediately!
"Lu's secret treasure!"
"This must be the Lu family's secret treasure!"
"I want to exchange soul essence for the descendants of the Lu family!"
"Get out of the way, I'll change first!"
“…”
The scene became increasingly heated and frantic, and as Du Yuan and the other three looked at the things Xiang Sheng took out, their hearts simultaneously sank to the bottom.
Xiang Sheng waved his sleeves to collect all the things, then looked at Du Yuan with a smile, and said meaningfully, "Fellow Daoist Du, Fellow Daoist Wan, now, do you want to buy back the belongings of your fellow apprentices who died in battle?"
Wei Leyan squeezed out of the frantic crowd and walked up to Xiang Sheng, his expression filled with uncertainty: "You're not dead?"
"What did this fellow Taoist say?"
Xiang Sheng was surprised, then covered her mouth with her hands and chuckled softly: "When have I ever died? I just watched a good show and picked up some bargains. Isn't this something I can use to sell and exchange for some training supplies?"
Wei Leyan opened his mouth, but didn't know how to start refutation.
"I don't ask for much."
Xiang Sheng took out the Fengyue Sect's storage ring again, a smile on his face: "A top-grade magical weapon, and it must be a killing weapon."
"A top-grade magical weapon?!"
Wei Leyan screamed in shock: "Why don't you just go and rob them? These broken rings are worth nothing."
"The ring is worthless."
Xiang Sheng's eyes were blazing as he turned to the four people in front of him and said, "But where's the Soul-Fixing Orb?"
The four of them all looked frozen.
"Even if it's just my guess, you haven't leaked the secret and won't be punished by the Heavenly Dao Covenant."
Xiang Sheng's eyes turned and fell on Dong Jinghuan's face, "But if this matter were to be exposed, I think the price some people would pay would be much more valuable than a top-grade magic weapon."
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