Chapter 44

A bang.

Ye Feng threw all the crocodile's claws on the wooden table, so that the table bent down.

"It's all crocodile claws, a pair of medium demon soldiers and 14 pairs of lower demon soldiers. Let me calculate... A pair of medium demon soldiers' claws have five spirit stones and a pair of lower demon soldiers' claws have two spirit stones, a total of 33 spirit stones."

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion took out the abacus, calculated on the spot, and then gave the results.

Hearing the amount of more than 30 spirit stones, Ye Feng was a little surprised and said, "not bad."

With that, he put the wooden hearts of the seven tree demons on the table, each of which emitted a light green light.

"Six medium demon soldier level tree demon wooden hearts, one higher demon soldier level tree demon wooden heart... Hiss, this is not a small number!"

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion laughed a little funny, "there are 30 spiritual stones in the wood core of high demon soldier level and 10 spiritual stones in the middle, a total of 90 spiritual stones."

"The price is so different from the claws of crocodiles?" Ye Feng was surprised.

A pair of crocodile claws of medium demon soldiers only have five spirit stones, but the tree demon wooden heart, which is also medium demon soldiers, is worth ten spirit stones.

"Of course, the value of different materials is different."

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion laughed and said, "distinguished guest, do you have anything else to sell?"

More than 100 pieces of spirit stones were traded in a single day, which was a big order for the owner of Wuxuan Pavilion. Therefore, his attitude towards Ye Feng was much better.

A clang.

Ye Feng threw Zhao Dajiang's spirit sword on the table, put a small bottle of dark red elixir, and said, "these are all sold to you."

The spirit sword and elixir were obtained from Zhao Dajiang. He didn't dare to use them. It's safer to exchange them all into spirit stones.

"This is a low-grade spirit weapon 'fire spirit flying sword'. The original price is 180 pieces of low-grade spirit stone. It is difficult for ordinary people to give full play to its power. Because it is a recycling price, they can only give you 150 pieces."

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion quickly gave the price.

"All right!"

Ye Feng nodded.

It's "dirty goods" anyway. It's normal to have a lower price.

The shopkeeper of Wuxuan Pavilion picked up the bottle of pill, smelled and looked at it. After a while, he said, "this is a inferior fire aura pill. After taking it, you can enhance the power of fire magic. There are seven in total and fourteen spirit stones in total."

"OK, that's all." Ye Feng said, I think the price is very good.

"A total of 287 lower grade spirit stones. Here are two middle grade spirit stones and 87 lower grade spirit stones."

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion put a small cloth bag on the table.

When Ye Feng opened it, there were two spirit stones in it, which gave off a hundred times stronger breath than the inferior spirit stone. It was really a rare middle-grade spirit stone.

"Two guests, what do you need to buy?"

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion asked.

"What treasures do you have here?" Ye Feng asked.

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion smiled and opened a black cloth behind him to reveal a two meter high shelf filled with all kinds of things.

There are more than 300 pieces of spiritual objects, runes, pills, materials, spiritual grass, puppets and so on.

"No array?"

Ye Feng thought of the reward for the first stage of the leader's task. There was a "small clan protection array" × "1", but now the ethereal sect has no array, so ask casually.

At the next moment, Ye Feng clearly felt the surprised eyes of the owner of Moying and Wuxuan Pavilion.

"Ha ha, distinguished guests are really joking. Even the worst micro array is worth 500 pieces of spirit stone. We don't have any inventory in the underground market. We can buy it only in regular shops." The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion shook his head.

"Then have some pills!"

Ye Feng looked on the shelf for a while and chose a bottle of ten "inferior healing Qi pills". The shopkeeper gave him a 10% discount and consumed a total of 45 spirit stones.

Later, Ye Feng spent another 50 pieces of spirit stones to buy a bottle of ten "inferior cultivation for Qi pill".

Before leaving, Ye Feng bit his teeth and spent 150 pieces of inferior spirit stones to buy a inferior defense spirit weapon called "xuangui shield".

The shopkeeper boasted that it was made from the shell of a mysterious turtle that had gained enlightenment for 300 years. Under Juyuan, almost no one can break it at one blow.

Since then, there were only 42 pieces of spirit stones left, which made Ye Feng feel a pang of flesh pain.

"Slip away, slip away."

Ye Feng put away two bottles of pills and the Black Turtle shield, which was shrunk to the size of his palm, and was ready to run with the ink warbler.

He had a hunch that if he didn't go, he would lose all his family wealth today.

"Minus the spirit stone that replenished the spirit power for Mo Ying on the road, I only earned more than 30 spirit stones this time. I'm depressed!" Ye Feng make complaints about himself.

But before leaving, Ye Feng blinked and asked, "can you collect the soul here?"

The owner of Wuxuan pavilion was stunned: "I can't accept it here. However, a guest said he wanted to accept it. Why not? I'll arrange to meet several people here in seven days?"

"What's the price?" Ye Feng asked.

If the price is average, he doesn't intend to sell the soul of the Centennial tree demon.

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion asked, "what level of soul body?"

"Higher demon soldier level." Ye Feng said.

He deliberately revealed some information, but he didn't worry about the random spread of Wuxuan Pavilion shopkeepers. This kind of shop is generally more reputable, otherwise it would have been impossible to open.

The shopkeeper of Wuxuan Pavilion brightened his eyes: "there are more than 100 spiritual stones. How much is it? I have to wait for your guest to talk with another guest. Of course, I promise that the price will not be lower than this, but our store will charge one tenth of the introduction fee and deduct it from another distinguished guest. "

"OK."

Ye Feng nodded slightly.

Before long, he had left the underground corridor with Moying and walked on the streets of beacon city.

"Headmaster, have you found it difficult to earn spirit stone, but it is easy to spend spirit stone?" Mo Ying suddenly asked.

Ye Feng was stunned and nodded: "yes!"

After fighting hard, I finally sold more than 200 pieces of booty. As a result, there were only dozens of pieces left in a short time.

The speed of spending money is heartbreaking!

However, Ye Feng suddenly realized something and asked, "you are so familiar with the underground market. The entry fee you paid before should not be the one you used to kill monsters in the wild and get Wuxuan pavilion to change?"

"Yes." The ink warbler answered.

"Sure enough! There will be no pie in the sky. If you want to live a decent life, you have to work hard. " Ye Feng put his hand on his head and whispered as he walked.

Hearing the speech, Moying couldn't help laughing.

What they didn't know was that after they left beacon city, several people in black followed them out.

On the wind flying sword.

Ye Feng handed the five spirit stones to Mo Ying and said, "ah, here's your fare."

Mo Ying was a little speechless: "I'm a disciple of the ethereal sect. Escort the leader. How dare you ask for the fare?"

"Take it!"

Ye Feng urged, "in the future, our leader will make more money, and each disciple can receive five spirit stones every month... Oh no, I want to be a conscience boss and give you double salary, so I will have double happiness!"

Listening to these strange words, Mo Ying somehow wanted to laugh.