Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Chapter 223 I'm a Barbarian
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Seeing the change in the development of things, Fang Qingyuan was slightly dazed, with a hint of joy in his heart. Then he sat down calmly and waited for the next step.

Being questioned, Yuan Chujiu, the auction manager, looked a little worried at this time.

He said coldly:

"This guest, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. Our Jiuyefang has a good reputation. How could we deliberately smash our own sign for these one million spiritual stones? This transparent seven-hole spiritual tortoise shell is mine Ask the elders of Yaowang Pavilion to test it with your own eyes. It must be genuine. How can you say it tastes wrong?"

Yuan Chujiu choked back, and the monk who took the photo suppressed his anger and said:
"So what about the golden elixir monks in Yaowang Pavilion? Didn't they make a mistake? To be honest, I don't care about these spiritual stones. As long as they are real, I can still pay for them even if they cost 100 million more, but they don't taste right. It’s a fake, and I won’t pay a single spiritual stone for this fake.”

Yuan Chujiu snorted coldly. He secretly felt something bad. The man in front of him didn't look like a troublesome master. Is there really something wrong with his own things?

But now was not the time to give in, so he continued:

"Since you say that this thing is fake, you must give convincing evidence. We can't destroy our Jiuyefang's sign just because of your words. And compared to the identification of the Jindan elder of Yaowang Pavilion, you are a foundation builder. Monk, the weight of your words is much lower. Unless you come up with evidence, this transparent seven-aperture spirit tortoise shell is the real thing."

After being blocked by Yuan Chujiu, the foundation-building monk said angrily:
"You need evidence, right? Take a look, this is the real transparent seven-orificed spirit tortoise shell."

Seeing this foundation-building monk, he immediately took out a seven-colored glazed tortoise shell from his storage bag. It looked even more magical than the one in Yuan Chujiu's hand.

But when this person took out this thing, the auction house suddenly became boiling.

Who is this person?How could he easily come up with a third-level mid-grade spiritual material worth millions of spiritual stones, and he already had this kind of spiritual material, so why did he pay a huge price for the same thing?

For a time, many monks were talking about it, and Fang Qingyuan noticed that many monks had disappeared.

These people are probably out to contact people. In front of millions of spiritual stones, or even more than one million spiritual stones, many monks don't mind risking their lives.

Not exposing one's wealth is the first rule that monks need to remember when walking and practicing. Why did this foundation-building monk reveal it so easily?

Yuan Chujiu ignored the reactions of others. He took the glazed tortoise shell in his hand and compared it carefully with the tortoise shell taken out by the monk in front of him. Then he was stunned to find that whether it was the material or the concentration of spiritual energy in it, his own seemed to be a fake.

The more I look at it, the more it looks like an artificially made imitation.

"It's impossible. The Jindan elder of Yaowang Pavilion personally confirmed it. How could it be a fake?"

Yuan Chujiu murmured to himself, but now the foundation-building monk sneered:

"The items in the auction are fake. According to the industry rules, if one is fake, you will lose three. I paid you 130 million seventy thousand spiritual stones, and you need to compensate me 410 million ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones. Tell me, how do you want to pay?" "

Yuan Chujiu's face was ashen, and he was speechless for a moment. The thing in his hand that asked him to bite him to death was genuine, and he couldn't make it.

"Wait a minute!"

The one who made the noise was a photographer on the second floor. He stepped forward and said:

"This Transparent Seven-Aperture Spirit Turtle Armor is not necessarily fake. At most, your one is more effective. Even if it is fake, you are asking for more than 400 million low-grade spiritual stones, which is too much.

Mr. Yuan, there is no need to worry. How about we call the judges from Da Zhou Academy to come and judge right from wrong for us, and then deal with it impartially? "

Listening to the helpful words of the photographer, Yuan Chujiu subconsciously said:
"You can't call out the people from Da Zhou Academy. We can solve it privately."

Jiuyefang has always been in cahoots with the demonic cultivators in the wild and dense forests. They were afraid that even the Great Zhou Academy would not be able to do so, so how could they come here specifically to do so.

Moreover, calling a monk from the Great Zhou Academy is expensive, and there is no Tongtian Token. Calling a monk from the Great Zhou Academy starts with [-] low-grade spiritual stones.

Then, depending on the cultivation level of the monks from the Dazhou Academy who come, they still have to pay follow-up fees. Those who are not rich, if they call the Dazhou Academy for justice, they will go bankrupt even if they win.

This is just an economic dispute at the moment. If someone from Dazhou Academy comes and finds out something, he will die.Hearing Yuan Chujiu's objection, the photographer shook his head and stopped talking. Yuan Chujiu thought for a moment and then said:

"We definitely don't have 400 million low-grade spiritual stones. How about getting something else instead?"

Watching Yuan Chujiu gradually take the bait, Fang Qingyuan couldn't help but said:
"Fellow Taoist, do you want to sell the transparent seven-orificed spirit tortoise shell in your hand?"

Seeing Fang Qingyuan speak out, everyone turned their heads. In response, Fang Qingyuan stood up and walked towards them. At the same time, a group of monks stood up behind him.

This kind of formation caused the two people who just spoke to look at each other vaguely, and then the foundation-building monk said:
"I'm sorry, fellow Taoist, this transparent seven-hole spirit tortoise shell is not for sale."

"Then what if I buy it by force?"

As soon as these words came out, several people were stunned for a moment, and the faces of Yuan Chujiu and the photographer became very exciting.

"Why do you behave like this? It's so unreasonable."

The foundation-building monk holding the transparent seven-orificed spirit tortoise armor couldn't help but reprimand Fang Qingyuan loudly. In response, Fang Qingyuan smiled proudly and said:
"I am a disciple of the Beast Control Sect, and I am generally not very reasonable."

Seeing Fang Qingyuan and many monks approaching, the foundation-building monk's face was gloomy and uncertain. When Fang Qingyuan was about to take action, the foundation-building monk smiled:
"This thing is destined for you, so buy it for this Taoist friend. I wonder how many spiritual stones this Taoist friend is prepared to give?"

"There are 80 low-grade spiritual stones, no more."

Fang Qingyuan was sure of this person this time. He directly shouted out the low price of 80, and then asked Mother Bee to send a paragraph to this person's heart:

"Take this money and get out of southern Xinjiang quickly, or I will let you stay here forever."

Fang Qingyuan had a smile on his face, but his method of directly pouring his thoughts into other people's hearts shocked him.

This person looked deeply at Fang Qingyuan, then nodded and said:

"80 is 80. I, Jia Changqing, have made you my friend."

After Jia Changqing said this, he handed the transparent seven-hole spirit tortoise shell to Fang Qingyuan. However, Fang Qingyuan did not reach out to take it. Instead, a late-stage Qi Refining disciple behind him took the spiritual material.

Seeing Fang Qingyuan being so cautious, Jia Changqing's expression of contempt flashed away, but then he took the spirit stone storage bag thrown by Fang Qingyuan and put it into his arms.

When Fang Qingyuan saw that he had obtained the items and had all the money and goods, he laughed loudly and threw the transparent seven-orificed spirit tortoise shell into the immortal mansion and threw it into the water pool in the immortal mansion.

Along with the sound of entering the water, a dull-looking Xuanwu statue emerged from the water with its head. It looked at the transparent seven-orificed tortoise shell that fell into the water. After a while, it swam over and tried to take a bite.

After taking a bite, the little eyes of the Xuanwu statue suddenly widened, and then he couldn't wait to eat it.

Fang Qingyuan naturally knows the situation in the Immortal Mansion. It seems that the transparent seven-orificed tortoise shell in Jia Changqing's hands is genuine, and it has been recognized by the Xuanwu God Statue.

With this transparent seven-hole spirit tortoise shell, Fang Qingyuan's purpose of this trip has been achieved, so he led everyone out of the auction house, leaving Jia Changqing, Yuan Chujiu, and the bidder behind.

"Go back to Tianmen Mountain!"

When they arrived at the ferry, Fang Qingyuan asked everyone to retrieve the camel rays they had stored, and then ordered them to turn around immediately, so seven or eight camel rays turned around and headed towards Tianmen Mountain.

After only two days of traveling, and still more than a thousand miles away from Tianmen Mountain, Fang Qingyuan frowned, then sighed:

"I gave you a chance, Fellow Daoist Jia."

(End of this chapter)