As soon as she saw the fire hidden in Mu Shaobo's eyes, she knew what he was up to. She glanced at him from the corner of her eyes and didn't bother to pay attention.
"I am Mu Shaobo, the young master of Aotian Sect. What is your name, fellow Taoist?" Mu Shaobo was not discouraged, and his smile became more friendly and gentle.
Aotian Sect, young master! Upon hearing this, the vendors next to him and the passers-by all showed surprise on their faces, and their eyes were full of awe when they looked at Mu Shaobo.
Seeing this, Mu Shaobo was secretly proud in his heart.
He had seen such a cold-faced female cultivator before, but as long as he revealed his identity, all of them would melt immediately, and after a few days of coaxing, they would throw themselves into his arms and report.
He believed that the woman in front of him would be no exception.
Unfortunately, he was wrong again this time.
"What Aotian Sect, I haven't heard of it." Gu Qingxi finally raised her head, looked him up and down, and said impatiently.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, the young master of the Aotian Sect is polite and does not bully others by taking advantage of his power. Perhaps he is romantic but not vulgar, at least he is much better than those children of noble families who bully men and women by relying on their parents.
But in her opinion, compared with those children of noble families who bully others by taking advantage of their power and bully men and women openly, this hypocrite who is humble and polite on the surface but lustful in secret is more deceptive and hateful.
If she had not been busy and did not want to cause trouble and implicate the Piaoyun Sect, she would have blurted out the word "get out".
"What, you haven't heard of the Aotian Sect?" Mu Shaobo looked at Gu Qingxi in surprise.
The five major sects in Lingjingtian are huge monsters that even the Tianpin Sect and the Tianpin Family have to give way to. As a cultivator, how could she not have heard of the Aotian Sect?
Could it be that she was born as a casual cultivator? Mu Shaobo guessed so. Apart from this, he could not think of any other possibility.
This guess is somewhat reliable. Gu Qingxi, who set foot on Tianyuan Continent again, is not much different from a casual cultivator. If she hadn't met Su Lingshuang, Xiao Fangqing and others, she really didn't know what Aotian Zongfu was.
"My fellow Taoist,
as a cultivator, you should have some understanding of Lingjingtian. Our Aotian Zongfu is one of the five major Zongfu in Lingjingtian. The so-called Zongfu..." Mu Shaobo kept a warm smile and enthusiastically introduced the origin of the Zongfu to Gu Qingxi.
He believed that as long as he knew the transcendent status of Aotian Zongfu and knew how great his identity as the young master of Aotian Zongfu was, this casual cultivator with shallow knowledge in front of him would look at him differently, and it would only be a matter of time before he threw himself into his arms.
Unfortunately, he was disappointed again.
"That's it, you can leave after you're done." As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Qingxi said indifferently.
Mu Shaobo's smile froze on his face. He had said so much incessantly, but it was all in vain.
Could it be that she didn't understand what he was saying at all, and didn't know what the four words "Aotian Zongfu" meant in Tianyuan Continent?
Or maybe she knew everything, but just didn't take him seriously?
For the first time in his life, he was ignored like this, and he was ignored in front of so many people. Mu Shaobo felt a surge of anger in his heart.
"My fellow Taoist, I just made friends with you because I saw that you have a unique talent. Don't be ungrateful." Taking a deep breath, Mu Shaobo sneered.
He could see that the female cultivator in front of him was completely different from the female cultivators he had deceived before. It was simply a foolish dream to want to make her fall into his arms with a few sweet words.
Since soft words didn't work, he could only use hard ones.
He didn't believe that with his status, he couldn't subdue a mere casual cultivator.
"Are you threatening me?" Gu Qingxi glanced at him indifferently.
"It's not a threat. I just want to tell you that if you offend me, Mu Shaobo, and my Aotian Sect, even if you have the talent to soar to the sky, you will still be unable to move forward in the spiritual realm." Mu Shaobo snorted coldly.
If
this is not a threat, what is? Gu Qingxi's eyes condensed slightly, and a cold light flashed across them.
When they heard Mu Shaobo's words, everyone around them felt cold and retreated at the same time.
It can be seen that the young master of the Aotian Sect has been angry, and they don't want to hurt innocent people.
"Of course, as long as you are willing to make friends with me, I, Mu Shaobo, will never treat you unfairly.
Take this magic weapon in your hand for example. If you like it, I will buy it for you." Seeing that Gu Qingxi stopped talking, Mu Shaobo changed the subject and showed a conceited smile again.
He found Gu Qingxi because he was attracted by her stunning appearance, but he didn't really want to be her enemy. The way to go is to use both soft and hard tactics to coerce and induce.
"You want to buy this magic weapon?" Gu Qingxi raised the Nine Heavens Thunder Drum in her hand, with a barely perceptible sly smile on her lips.
Just now, she was ready to take action when she saw Mu Shaobo being aggressive and persistent.
Who knew that this guy was used to being sanctimonious, and changed his mind after a few threats.
Coincidentally, the vendor opposite had poor eyesight and was too honest. The treasure of the Tianlei Sect was only sold for 50,000 spirit stones, and she was embarrassed to take advantage of it.
Mu Shaobo was willing to be a sucker, so let him be, and teach him a lesson by the way.
Let him know that not everyone in the world of cultivation can be provoked, and not everyone can be threatened.
Without waiting for Mu Shaobo to speak, Gu Qingxi smiled sarcastically again and said, "This is not an ordinary magic weapon. I'm just afraid that you can't afford it. It's embarrassing to brag too early."
While speaking, she put her spiritual consciousness into the Nine Heavens Thunder Drum and carefully explored it.
What, what is she talking about, how can I, the young master of Aotian Sect, not be able to afford a piece of rotten copper and iron?
Looking at the rusty and scarred bronze drum in Gu Qingxi's hand, Mu Shaobo felt that he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Hahahaha, Lingjingtian still has a magic weapon that I, Mu Shaobo, can't afford?" Mu Shaobo laughed
wildly , and then asked the young vendor opposite, "Tell me, how much do you sell this magic weapon for?"
The young vendor's face turned pale. Isn't it just selling a few magic weapons? How did he get into trouble with such an evil star as Aotian Sect?
He really wanted to say, "Young Master, if you like it, just take it." But when the words came to his lips, he intuitively felt that something was wrong and swallowed them back.
Would the young master of Aotian Sect be interested in your broken magic weapon? Is it necessary for you to give it to him? If you tell others about it, wouldn't that be a slap in the face of Mu Shaobo and the face of Aotian Sect?
But if he doesn't give it away, what price should he offer?
If he offers too low, he will still be slapped in the face. If he offers too high, he will be treated as a fool by Aotian Sect.
In the end, it's a dead end.
The young vendor was so confused that he wanted to cry.
"I don't know how much he wants to sell it for, but he didn't sell it when I offered one million high-grade spirit stones just now." At this time, Gu Qingxi said leisurely.
One million? The young vendor was stunned.
When did she offer one million high-grade spirit stones, and when did I refuse? Please, I clearly said 50,000 spirit stones. If it doesn't work, I'm willing to sell it as scrap metal for 10,000 spirit stones.
Mu Shaobo was also stunned. He really couldn't see how this tattered magic weapon was worth one million spirit stones?
"If you don't want to sell it for one million, then Master Mu will offer two million. You should sell it, right?" Just when the young vendor and Mu Shaobo were both confused, Gu Qingxi spoke again.
The young vendor's eyes widened. Who said I wouldn't sell it for 1 million? I'm willing, absolutely willing. Oh, right, it's not 1 million now, it's 2 million. I
originally wanted to sell it for 50,000 or 100,000, or even 10,000 or 20,000 as scrap metal, but I accidentally raised the price to 2 million, and the key is that I didn't say anything. I've
seen people bargaining, but this is the first time I've seen someone bargaining higher and higher like this. The young vendor's mind was in a mess.
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