Xiao Kui couldn't swallow this breath, he made up his mind to teach Yi Xichen and Zhang Sunzi Jun a lesson today. Anyway, he brought enough spirit stones, and he would raise the price of whatever Zhang Sunzi Jun wanted to buy, and make sure that the two of them went back empty-handed. In addition to arguing for a moment, it was also for the fencing competition in seven days. Going out to the market at this time must be for the preparation of the fencing competition. Although Zhang Sunzi Jun is a disciple of the Medicine Pavilion, his strength should not be underestimated. If he buys all the equipment, he might really get a place in seven days. If he can't buy anything, it will be much easier to suppress him with his broken copper and rotten iron.

Yi Xichen suddenly had an idea. He sneered and said, "Xiao Kui thinks we don't have enough spiritual stones. I want to see how many spiritual stones he actually brought out."

So he whispered a few words to his eldest grandson Zijun, who nodded in understanding, and Yi Xichen separated from him.

Seeing them go their separate ways, Xiao Kui was a little confused. He didn't know how to split himself up, so he couldn't keep an eye on two people at the same time. If the two of them were to buy goods separately, he really couldn't catch them all. But he noticed that Yi Xichen made a rather secretive move before he left, which was that he stuffed the wallet into the eldest grandson, Zijun.

A trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain! Xiao Kui immediately became alert. It seemed that Yi Xichen wanted to lure him away and let his eldest grandson Zijun go shopping by himself. Humph, how could he fall for such a trick!

So Xiao Kui didn't even look at where Yi Xichen went, and decided to follow his eldest grandson Zijun.

The eldest grandson Zijun was strolling leisurely in the market, looking at this and that. He seemed to be interested in a certain item and picked it up to play with it. He turned around and saw Xiao Kui still following him, so he put the thing down again.

Haha, you are scared now! Xiao Kui was very proud.

Finally, the eldest grandson Jun stopped in front of a stall.

"I want this Zongshan black iron." said the eldest grandson Zijun.

The stall owner was a young man in black. Hearing this, he raised his hand and said, "Five intermediate spirit stones."

Without waiting for the eldest grandson Zijun to reach into his pocket, Xiao Kui rushed over and threw out six spiritual stones: "Six, I want them!"

The eldest grandson, Zijun, took out eight pieces, and Xiao Kui generously threw ten pieces: "Mine!"

The eldest grandson Jun stopped raising the price.

The stall owner accepted Xiao Kui's ten spirit stones and handed the Zongshan black iron to Xiao Kui.

The eldest grandson Jun did not leave and asked, "Anything else?"

The stall owner pulled out another piece of Zongshan black iron like a magic trick: "Yes, yes, yes, do you want it, brother?"

Xiao Kui frowned and threw out another ten spirit stones: "I want this one too!"

After checking the money and goods, the stall owner slowly took out the third piece.

Xiao Kui: “…”

"How many pieces do you have here? I want them all!" Xiao Kui grabbed the purse in his hand angrily.

The stall owner was not in a hurry. He put out five pieces of Zongshan black iron one by one.

Xiao Kui hesitated. He didn't bring that many intermediate spirit stones, but if he didn't buy everything and only let his eldest grandson Jun buy one, then all the prices he raised would be in vain.

"Is that all? You don't have any more?" Xiao Kui confirmed with the stall owner.

"No, brother. There are only five left." The stall owner said with a smile, "I am the only one still selling Zongshan Black Iron in the Jinge Market today. If you don't believe me, go somewhere else. If you miss my place, you will never be able to buy it again."

Xiao Kui liked what he heard, and he wanted to make sure that his eldest grandson, Zijun, could not buy it. So he took out the high-level spirit stones on him and bought all five pieces of Zongshan black iron at a discounted price.

Although he spent far more than the market price to buy some things he didn't need, Xiao Kui was still very happy. He could earn more spirit stones if he lost them. As a disciple of the Sword Refining Pavilion, he had much more money than the disciples of the Medicine Pavilion. The most important thing was to make sure that his eldest grandson Jun didn't suffer any setbacks.

Xiao Kui was just about to admire the angry look of his eldest grandson Jun, but unexpectedly, Jun remained very calm and still stood in front of the stall, refusing to leave: "The Zongshan Black Iron is gone, but do you have the Hunyuan Pearl?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" said the stall owner. "What a coincidence! We just received a batch of new goods a few days ago, and we still have some left. One high-level spirit stone and one Hunyuan bead. Do you want some, brother?"

"want."

Xiao Kui was anxious: "You are selling a high-level spiritual stone? Why don't you go and rob it?"

"Hey, Senior Brother, that's wrong. If you can't afford it, you don't have to buy it. I'm not a poor man and I don't force you to buy or sell anything." The stall owner raised his eyelids and glanced at Xiao Kui, then smiled meaningfully, "It's a matter of our will."

This price was already much higher than the market price. The stall owner probably saw the two of them raising the price and thought he had found two fat sheep and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make a killing. Xiao Kui felt a little pained and glanced at his eldest grandson Jun. He didn't expect that he actually took out a high-level spirit stone.

You have to fight to the end. If you lose your temper halfway, it will be useless no matter how big the advantage you have had before. Xiao Kui held the high-level spirit stone in his hand with a painful feeling, gritted his teeth, and handed it over: "The Hunyuan Pearl is mine!"

Unexpectedly, the stall owner refused to hand over the Hun Yuan Pearl: "Brother, you are not raising the price?"

"You're selling it at such a high price, and you still dare to raise the price?!"

"That's wrong again. It's not me who wants to raise the price, it's my senior brother who wants to raise the price." The stall owner said, "There are rules for doing business. This handsome senior brother came first. Since you don't raise the price, I can only sell this Hunyuan Pearl to him."

After saying that, he placed the Hunyuan Pearl into the palm of his eldest grandson Jun.

Xiao Kui snatched it away, and in addition to a high-level spirit stone, he threw out a few primary spirit stones: "Lift it! Lift it to death! No matter what he wants to buy today, I will take it all!"

"Really?" The stall owner smiled and took out the second Hunyuan Pearl.

Xiao Kui: “……!!!”

Even for a well-fed and well-dressed disciple of the Sword Refining Pavilion, it is not easy to get a high-level spirit stone. At first, Xiao Kui thought that the disciples of the Medicine Pavilion were all poor, and it would not be difficult for him to cure his eldest grandson Jun. Unexpectedly, after a short while, his wallet was almost emptied. He no longer had high-level spirit stones, so in order to stop his eldest grandson Jun, he had to pour out all the primary spirit stones and buy the things at a discounted price.

The eldest grandson Jun sighed softly.

Xiao Kui was almost fuming, but when he heard the sigh of his eldest grandson Jun, he felt as if he had drunk some elixir and immediately became full of fighting spirit again.

The eldest grandson, Zijun, asked, "Is the Zongshan Black Iron really gone?"

"You can't say there are no more." Seeing Xiao Kui's murderous look, the stall owner quickly added, "There are only the last two pieces left, which are reserved for me and my friend. I really can't sell them. Take a look, do you want to order anything else?"

"Oh." The eldest grandson Zijun said, "If there is no Zongshan Black Iron, is there any Zongshan Black Iron ore left? I will buy some and refine it myself."

Xiao Kui: “…”

"Yes, yes, yes!" The stall owner opened the bag and poured it onto the ground, pouring out two kilograms of iron ore. "I just bought it from the stall next door. I'll give it to you at a lower price. You decide the price yourself."

The eldest grandson Zijun glanced at Xiao Kui and asked, "How many spirit stones do you have left?"

Xiao Kui was so angry that he subconsciously counted his remaining food and found that there were only a dozen or so primary spirit stones left.

"This is not enough." The stall owner looked at Xiao Kui and pointed at the belt made of white tiger tendons around his waist. "A dozen primary spirit stones plus this belt should be enough."

"You!" Xiao Kui covered his belt and glared at the stall owner. He had made this belt by himself when he participated in the Sword Refining Pavilion disciple trial. He killed a white tiger beast in Cangshan and made it with his own hands. Many sword practitioners would make accessories out of trophies and wear them on their bodies. Although they were not worth much, they were a symbol of strength and honor.

"You don't want to exchange it? Forget it." The stall owner pushed the iron ore in front of the eldest grandson, Zijun, and said, "It's yours."

"Change!" Xiao Kui gritted his teeth. It's just a belt. Go back and find a replacement first, and then go hunt a more powerful monster later!

As he untied his belt, Xiao Kui asked, "Is this all the iron ore you have? You're not going to sell this and get a few more pounds, are you?"

"No, I really don't have it this time. Besides, if I still have it, can't I exchange it with your sword? If not the sword, I can use my clothes and pants as a substitute!"

"Dream on!" Xiao Kui threw the belt over angrily.

The eldest grandson Zijun turned around and looked at Xiao Kui: "No more spirit stones?"

Xiao Kui glared back, not wanting to be outdone: "Who, who said I have no spirit stones! Anyway, you have no black iron either! Let's see what you can use to refine the sword!"

"Tsk." The eldest grandson Zijun said disdainfully, "You dare to go out to the market with such a small amount of spiritual stones."

Xiao Kui: "..." Didn't I just say this to my eldest grandson, Zijun? Why did he say it back to me?

"He has no more spirit stones. Let's go." The eldest grandson Zijun raised his chin to the stall owner and said, "Go back to refine your sword." Xiao Kui was startled to see a cloud of white smoke coming out of the stall owner. When the white smoke dissipated, the person sitting there was not the black-clothed teenager, but Yi Xichen! It turned out that Yi Xichen and the eldest grandson Zijun had just discussed secretly that since Xiao Kui was going to spend a lot of money today, it would be better for them to make the money themselves rather than letting other stall owners make it. So the two of them acted separately, and no matter who was being followed by Xiao Kui, the other would go to buy some things and come back to set up a stall with a sleight of hand. With this in and out, they made twice the difference in a blink of an eye. Business was really good.

Xiao Kui almost fainted! Such a simple trick, if he paid a little attention, he would definitely be able to see through it! However, he was just concentrating on competing with his eldest grandson and didn't notice it at all!!!

He rushed over angrily, wanting to teach Yi Xichen a lesson, but this time, his hands slipped and his feet slipped, and Xiao Kui fell to the ground beside Yi Xichen. He grabbed Yi Xichen's trouser leg with a red face and said, "You! You used magic to deceive people! Give me back the spirit stone!"

Yi Xichen shrugged and pried open his fingers one by one: "Brother, I just said that business is based on mutual consent. I used this magic on myself, not on you. Sorry, our store does not provide return service."

Yi Xichen rolled up the empty stall and turned it into a Qiankun bag. He waved the full bag in front of Xiao Kui and said with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother Xiao. If you want to buy anything in the future, just come to me. I will definitely think of you first if I have good things! Let's go!"

Xiao Kui had just climbed up when he felt a sweetness in his throat. He held onto a wooden pole beside him and managed to steady his body. Otherwise, he would have vomited blood and fallen to the ground again.

Zhang Sun Zijun and Yi Xichen had already walked far away, but the sound of their conversation could still reach his ears, stimulating his weak nerves.

"Zijun, we are so lucky today. If we had known earlier, we should have sold the two pieces of black iron to him. With so many spirit stones, we could have directly bought a better new sword."

"Um."

"Oh, by the way, he gave his belt to me. When Yu Jian returns later, will his pants fall off if the wind blows?"

"Can."

“Hahahahaha…”

"What did you do with his belt?"

"The little wild boar that Elder Yao raised is running around the mountain all day long. Take this tiger tendon back and tie it up."

"oh."

"Senior Brother Xiao!" Yi Xichen turned around and waved to Xiao Kui, "Remember to hold up your pants! Don't let them fall off!"

"Grandson Zijun! Yi Xichen!" Xiao Kui roared to the sky in despair, "We'll see!"