These words left Xu Xiwang and Tuoba Yan Yan speechless.
Tuoba Ghost Emperor, an unparalleled master of the Ghost Clan!
You cultivated using this thing?
"Ahem, young man, I have many other good things here, including an ancient divine skill called 'Thunder Control Technique,' the most powerful ancient technique among ghost cultivators. If you don't believe me, I'll show it to you."
Seeing the disdain in Xu Xiwang and Tuoba Yan Yan's expressions, the old man became displeased. After speaking, he took out an ancient and weathered book and placed it on the table.
Xu Xiwang and Tuoba Yanyan's eyes widened immediately.
Holy crap, this is an ancient cultivation technique!
"Look, this is inscribed with the 'Thunder Control Technique,' an ancient lightning cultivation method with boundless power. If one can cultivate it to its peak, it can kill anyone below the Saint Realm."
Seeing the light shining in Xu Xiwang's eyes, the old man slapped his thigh and exclaimed.
"If you want it, at a friend's price, one hundred spirit herbs are yours! I'm giving them to you at my own expense!"
Xu Xiwang looked at the old man, but in his heart he was thinking: Old man, are you sure you're not kidding me?
"One hundred spirit herbs won't be enough. How about you add some more?"
The old man shook his head, looking pained.
"Ugh, old man, I'm not playing with you anymore!"
Seeing the old man's appearance, Xu Xiwang sighed helplessly, feeling as if she had encountered a swindler.
No, no, she'd better leave first, lest she be scammed by this scoundrel of an old man.
"Little one, there are many good things here, you should think it over carefully."
Upon seeing this, the old man hurriedly called out.
"Old man, you're tempting me."
"Tempt you? I don't have the guts. Everything here is a family heirloom."
The old man retorted defiantly, his face flushed red, as if trying to prove his innocence.
"Old man, you look quite old. Have you been a virgin all these years?"
Tuoba Yan Yan suddenly looked at the old man with a grin, and said with a playful expression.
The old man's face stiffened upon hearing this.
"You... little brat, don't talk nonsense! My virginity is not something you can guess!"
The old man immediately rebuked him angrily.
"Oh, old man, I was just guessing, why are you reacting so strongly?"
Tuoba Yan Yan spread her hands, looking completely innocent.
"Look at my clothes, they're all made of the finest silk. Do you know how many spirit stones it takes to weave this silk?"
"A single silkworm silk spirit stone is enough to buy such a fine set of clothing. This silk robe is made from ten-thousand-year-old cold silkworm silk!"
"Look at this! It's a top-grade spirit stone, carved from high-grade jade. It can be inlaid into armor!"
"This is a top-grade luminous pearl... These are all my treasures!"
The old man talked on and on, as if all his treasures had been brought to the table.
Xu Xiwang's lips twitched as she listened to his boast. "Hey, old man, how much is this soft armor?"
Xu Xiwang frowned and pointed to the soft armor on the ground, asking a question.
"Huh, you actually recognize soft armor? This soft armor is no ordinary treasure!"
The old man said in surprise.
"Old man, do you have any ordinary treasures here? Every single one of them is a rare gem in your eyes?"
Tuoba Yan Yan pouted.
"Forehead......"
The old man was taken aback.
"This is an ancient divine weapon called the 'Dragon Fang Soft Armor.' Although it's just a soft armor, its defensive capabilities are considerable, and it can automatically absorb elements from heaven and earth, transforming them into offensive power."
"Look, it looks like a knife, but its sharpness can easily shatter the protective aura of a Transcendent Realm expert. It's practically indestructible!"
The old man picked up the 'Dragon Fang Soft Armor' and said proudly, his face full of pride.
Xu Xiwang didn't care much, but he thought it would be good to bring this back for Li Kexin to use for self-defense.
"How about I offer 100,000 spirit stones for this?"
Xu Xiwang extended his right hand and said to the old man.
"What?! What did you say?!"
The old man stared wide-eyed at Xu Xiwang in disbelief. "One hundred thousand spirit stones? That's too little! It should be at least five hundred thousand!"
Xu Xiwang curled his lip; this old man was a real shrewd businessman!
"No, no, that's too little, I won't sell it!"
The old man shook his head repeatedly.
Xu Xiwang: ......
Xu Xiwang looked at the old man speechlessly, "Are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure! This kind of treasure is extremely rare!"
The old man spoke with an air of self-righteousness, as if it were a valuable treasure.
Xu Xiwang: ......
"In that case, let's not cooperate anymore. Let's go, Yan Yan."
Xu Xiwang turned to leave.
"Xu, I hope you won't try to bargain with him. That old man is very cunning; I doubt he has any bottom line!"
"Hehe, three, two, one..."
Xu Xiwang counted as he walked, seemingly oblivious to the pained look on the old man's face.
"Little one, wait, 300,000!"
The old man gritted his teeth, caught up with Xu Xiwang, and asked with a forced smile.
"Ninety thousand."
Xu Xiwang stopped and looked at the old man with a smile.
"Young man, who bargains like that! Two hundred thousand!"
The old man looked pained, spitting out blood continuously, and glaring at Xu Xiwang with resentment.
Xu Xiwang rolled her eyes. "Eighty thousand."
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