"I'll offer eleven million top-grade spirit stones! My friend is dying, please have mercy on him."
“I’ll offer twelve million top-grade spirit stones. My friend is dead, and I must fulfill his last wish.”
"None of you should try to take it anymore. My friend has already perished, body and soul. His goddess in life was the Holy Maiden of the Heartbreak Sect."
...
People from all the major sects in Lingzhou were extremely enthusiastic, and they used all sorts of means to obtain Hu Qiqing's clothes.
"Luckily I'm not their friend, otherwise I don't know how many times I would die every day." Han Feng couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.
He also blacklisted all the members of the major sects in Lingzhou present, along with their respective sects.
Han Feng felt that if he were to become friends with these people, even if he had ten lives, it wouldn't be enough for them to curse him.
Soon someone offered up to 20 million top-grade spirit stones; any more than that wouldn't be worth it.
Everyone knows about this, and it carries a great deal of risk.
It's very likely that as soon as I make a move, other sects will start pirating it.
Furthermore, the reason these people are able to produce so many top-grade spirit stones is entirely due to the sects behind them.
The major sects in Lingzhou are very wealthy, but they didn't bring that many top-grade spirit stones with them; they could only offer so many as they could.
As for exchanging debts for clothes, not to mention whether the many cultivators in Lingzhou would agree, Han Feng would be the first to refuse.
After these major sects of Lingzhou leave, they will certainly not repay the debts they owe.
"If there's no amount higher than 20 million top-grade spirit stones, then I'll say the transaction is successful. Once the transaction is successful, no matter how many more spirit stones are offered, I can't go back on my word." Han Feng gave Leng Hanmei a meaningful look.
Hu Qiqing was terrified and her face turned pale: "Master, I have not had any intimate relationship with Han Feng. Please don't believe me."
"I saw your virginity mark. That Han Feng is truly despicable. He actually asked for 20 million top-grade spirit stones for a simple piece of clothing," Leng Hanmei said through gritted teeth.
She originally wanted to wait a bit, but ordinary clothes simply couldn't fetch a high price.
Leng Hanmei never expected that Han Feng would be so insidious, managing to drive up the price of ordinary clothes to exorbitant levels.
She seemed to casually take out 60 million top-grade spirit stones, but in reality, she was heartbroken.
The Broken Heart Sect is a large and powerful organization, but even so, it would be a significant financial strain for them to produce 60 million top-grade spirit stones in one go.
Now that she has to come up with another 20 million top-grade spirit stones, it is a great pressure for the Broken Heart Sect.
"If no one objects, the clothes of the Holy Maiden of the Broken Heart Sect will ultimately belong to this gentleman from the Profound Dao Sect."
Han Feng can earn whatever top-grade spirit stones he can get; he can just find anyone to write the rest of the book.
As long as he lived with Hu Qiqing for a period of time and had some personal belongings, that would be enough.
"I am willing to offer two million top-grade spirit stones, and I hope that this fellow Daoist from Xuandao Sect will part with them," Leng Hanmei said reluctantly.
"Sect Leader Leng, you're too kind. Since you've spoken, I'm certainly willing."
This "gentleman" dared not offend the Broken Heart Sect and agreed without much thought.
In reality, the Broken Heart Sect has a strong foundation, and if he were to forcibly compare prices with it, he would gain absolutely no advantage.
In the end, it would just benefit Han Feng for nothing. It would be better to do a favor for the Broken Heart Sect.
Leng Hanmei took out another storage bag from her body and reluctantly threw it to twenty million top-grade spirit stones.
Even Leng Hanmei couldn't withstand losing 80 million top-grade spirit stones in a single day.
Han Feng took out a storage bag and handed it to Hu Qiqing.
Hu Qiqing didn't forget to check again, fearing that Han Feng might do something strange.
Han Feng couldn't help but feel angry; it was clearly an insult to him.
With so many beautiful concubines around him, there's no need for him to do such despicable things.
If he wanted to, Su Yinyue and Feng Yuer could both be ten months pregnant.
"Sect Leader Leng, do you still want that book?" Han Feng couldn't resist adding insult to injury.
"Are you deliberately trying to disgust me?" Hu Qiqing was furious.
"Shut up, don't you think things are getting serious enough?"
Leng Hanmei said sternly, "Let's just leave this matter as it is and not mention it again. We don't want those books you mentioned, but you can't give them to others."
"Since Sect Leader Leng has said so, I will naturally keep my word." Han Feng nodded.
Leng Hanmei was ultimately more skilled than Hu Qiqing, making it difficult for her to profit from him anymore.
“We’ve been here for an hour and haven’t even gotten to the important stuff yet. Let’s get down to business,” Jin Yeyang said, stepping forward to smooth things over.
"So it's Chief Jinwu. I almost forgot about you," Han Feng said with a smile.
"What's wrong? Are you going to make a move against me?" Jin Yeyang said coldly.
“I apologize for accidentally killing your son before. I didn’t expect him to be so weak and I killed him in just a few blows.”
"Are you looking for death?"
Jin Yeyang slammed his hand on the table, shattering it into pieces.
It's impossible not to feel resentment after one's own son was utterly destroyed by Han Feng.
If it weren't for the Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword, Jin Yeyang probably would have made his move long ago.
"Sigh, you see, I'm sincerely apologizing, but some people are unwilling to cooperate. Forget it, you can go back. Just say that the negotiators don't want to talk to me properly. I'm also very helpless." Han Feng sighed heavily.
"Chief Jinwu, don't act rashly. A moment of patience will bring a brighter future. Look at my disciple, he's already killed, and he's still sitting here." The old Taoist Tianji didn't forget to kick someone when they were down.
The one who was most gloating among those present was the old Taoist Tianji, whose disciple had just been killed, causing him to lose face in front of everyone.
He felt that he might lose face at home this time, and after returning from the negotiations, he might become a laughing stock.
But what happened next made Tianji Daoren realize that his actions were nothing at all.
He only lost one disciple; he can have as many disciples as he wants, and he can always take in more later.
Leng Hanmei lost 80 million top-grade spirit stones in one fell swoop, and Han Feng also ruined the reputation of the Broken Heart Sect.
This moment brought a surge of joy to the old Taoist priest, who felt that the death of Feng Li was far too insignificant.
At least nine more disciples would have to die before he could reach Leng Hanmei's level.
Now it was Jin Muyang's turn, and the old Taoist priest was even happier.
"Old Taoist Tianji, what do you mean by this? If this were your son, would you say such a casual remark?" Jin Yeyang said angrily.
“Chief Jinwu, don’t be so angry. I understand how you feel, but you still need to prioritize the bigger picture. I remember you have many children; the death of one out of dozens is really nothing,” Leng Hanmei said.
"you!!"
Jin Yeyang's face turned bright red with embarrassment.
He was covered in the essence of the sun's fire, looking as if he was about to explode at any moment.
Because of Jin Yeyang, the entire hall was like a furnace, and some people with lower cultivation levels found it difficult to withstand it for a while.
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