nucmednet Chapter 721 The Favor of the Fortune Teller
Chapter 721 The Favor of the Fortune Teller
Moreover, according to what Mu Yu knew in the Southeast Region, the exclusive baptismal props were completely incompatible when bound unless one died.
In order to meet the two rigid conditions of production and preservation, it is obvious that the source of the God Baptism props of the God Level is absolutely precious. As expected, under the host's simple and unpretentious introduction, the starting price of this thing is:
“Fifty thousand Saint Yuan!”
The whole audience was in an uproar. Only then did Mu Yu realize how precious the progress he had accumulated through hard work in killing monsters was. The two first-place natural disasters plus the accumulation of so many monsters across levels, this thing was indeed valuable.
Moreover, considering similar situations, Mu Yu could easily conclude from his own experience that this was probably a product left behind by a sea-area genius who died before he could use it. This starting price... directly isolated more than 90% of the group.
"It's expensive, really expensive!"
Yun Qi was amazed at the side, and after reluctantly accepting the fact that Li Qingci had his eye on him, he simply chose to play badly:
"Brother, do you have any more props? Why don't you take one out to make them jealous again and raise the price of this thing?"
Yun Qi meant this as a joke, but he didn't expect Mu Yu to actually open his backpack and carefully check all the valuable items inside. After learning that he couldn't buy a single hair even if he went bankrupt, Mu Yu helplessly spread his hands and said:
"If I hadn't renovated my territory this morning, I'm afraid I could have managed it by just squeezing in. But now I'm broke and have nothing to sell except for what I can't sell."
The only thing he said was shocking. In just two short sentences, he shocked Yun Qi twice in an instant:
"So if it weren't for strengthening your territory, you could afford it. And if you sold the items in your backpack, you could still afford it?"
Nodding in agreement, Mu Yu pretended to be very cool without showing any emotion.
"Dear guest, the guest of room nine, please go to the room for a chat!"
As the two chatted and bickered, their hopes for divine baptism were completely extinguished. However, the reminder from the maid outside the door startled Yun Qi, and he symbolically asked Mu Yu for his opinion.
"It's just a routine barter operation. What are you afraid of, brother? Do you think this is the Hongmen Banquet in the private room next door?"
Mu Yu asked back, and his strategic attitude made Yun Qi sigh softly. When their eyes met, the maid outside the door almost thought they were full of gay feelings.
Following the maid's instructions, they walked out of the private room. The guard specially assigned to the private room No. 6 next door was watching Mu Yu and the others' movements without any concealment.
When the maid knocked on the door to report to the inside, Mu Yu and the other person walked in silently, holding their identity tokens.
"Thank you, young friend, for finally choosing to barter and helping me get that forager's replacement."
The old man who was speaking had an air of an immortal, and his kind eyes and calm expression made Mu Yu feel as if he was completely seen through the moment they looked at each other.
No... it was not a feeling, but a real feeling of looking at him. Mu Yu could clearly feel that after the old man's eyes scanned carefully through the mask, he directly penetrated the defense of the witch's veil and peeked at his true face.
"Senior...this attitude towards the younger generation is not very good, right?"
Without waiting for Yun Qi next to him to speak, Mu Yu realized that something was wrong at this time, and immediately put on a state of readiness. Lin Feng's token and the Emperor's Nuclear Explosion he obtained in his backpack instantly appeared in his hands.
"You are a bit inconsiderate, kid. I have no other intention in investigating you. I just want to help you with your fortune and continue to build a good relationship with you."
The old man stroked his beard and glanced at Yun Qi beside him. At this time, Yun Qi smiled bitterly and lowered his head. He quickly pulled Mu Yu to salute and said:
"I, Yunqi, one of the junior members of the Guardian of the Beast Desert Defense Line, greet the Chief Diviner!"
"Director? The fortune teller?"
After hearing the long list of names and Yun Qi's respectful attitude next door, Mu Yu realized that he was a little too nervous. He put away the props calmly, bowed seriously, and said with a smile:
"I don't have any other hobbies. I just like to play little jokes with the elders I respect. Just now, I saw the director's high-spirited look, and I subconsciously went a little too far."
"You are so magnanimous, please forgive me!"
"Glib tongue!"
The fortune teller spoke cheerfully, reaching out his hand without hostility, and curiously pinching Mu Yu:
"That kid is just talking about empty reputations. I'm just an old fortune teller who occasionally works for the Holy Emperor at the Beast Desert Defense Line. I'm not a strong man. You can just call me the Fortune Teller."
It was a rather casual reply. If it weren't for this deliberate "clumsiness", this first meeting would probably have been better for Mu Yu.
The fortune teller stroked the palm and nodded, saying:
"You have a very strong physique. This vigorous life force and physical signs are much stronger than when I was young. Add to that the twelfth-level token and the demigod-level item in your hand, and you have quite a strong foundation, kid."
The fortune teller didn't care about Mu Yu's shocked look at all. In a few words, he almost told Mu Yu everything:
"Your cross-level combat ability is insane, and you've even been blessed by the gods. How come... are you the new successor to the Evil Slayer Alliance?
How about...would you consider switching jobs to join the Holy Emperor? We treat new employees very well here."
The explanation was nonsensical, and the fortune teller's conversation not only made Yunqi and Mu Yu marvel constantly, but he also showed almost no airs of an elder.
But his long beard and unfathomable state of mind revealed his difference.
"I appreciate your kindness, Senior. I just came here to try my luck at the auction, hoping to exchange some Saint Yuan and suitable materials and techniques. As for the favors of the Saint Emperor and Senior Director, I dare not even think about it."
What a joke! Mu Yu felt like ten thousand alpacas were galloping through his heart. What kind of powerful being was this? A twelfth-level cultivator, or a pseudo-demigod… or perhaps a true demigod?
Why was his conversation so incoherent that he couldn't react at all? Joining the Holy Emperor camp, wasn't the pie a bit too big?
Moreover, if it is true, do I really have to leave my subordinates and confidants in the Southeast District and leave my hometown alone?
Decisive choice of rejection, Mu Yu said calmly with a smile:
"Senior Director, if you can use this item, I will give it to you as a token of my appreciation. Just consider it a meeting gift from me. As for other ideas, I don't have any for now."
"Not bad, has personality."
Nodding in agreement with Mu Yu's reaction, the fortune-teller remained silent for a while, holding his breath. Then he glanced at Mu Yu and said word by word:
“After a while, there will be a large secret trial realm in the Sky Wrath Sea—the Vast Starry Sky Field.
You might as well go and take a look. If my divination is correct, there is a great opportunity for you there."