Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 264 Black Market 4

The two of them strolled from morning till dark, and Duanmu Lan was still in an abnormal state of mind. Although it was night, a cultivator would not be in much trouble even if he did not sleep for three days and three nights.

The number of people on the square did not decrease, but increased. Perhaps everyone wanted to try their luck in this last period of time to see if they could find something they wanted. Otherwise, when the auction started tomorrow, there would be almost no one on the square.

The two of them had a good harvest. With the purchase of 300th-level herbs at 500- spirit stones each, they basically bought all the th-level herbs in the square. They only dared to buy a dozen th-level herbs, but they also found the two th-level herbs for the anti-aging pill here, which was a pleasant surprise.

Even at such a cheap price, it still cost nearly 20 spirit stones. However, the cost of a furnace of fourth-level pills dropped from 2.4 to 8000. Before refining a furnace of pills, I made a profit. It was like picking up money.

"Hey, there's a spiritual fruit tree somewhere that I can buy?" Wang Qiye touched Duanmu Lan's arm and pointed it over to her.

Duanmu Lan looked over and became very interested. "Of course you can buy it. After it grows for 20 to 30 years, even if its owner stands in front of it, he won't be able to recognize it as his fruit tree. Let's go and take a look."

The two of them came to the stall and squatted down.

This fruit tree is only half a person's height and is placed in a pot. The ripe fruits on it have been picked, leaving only a few green fruits remaining on it.

This fruit tree exudes a unique herbal fragrance that makes people feel relaxed and happy. However, after looking at it for a long time, the two people still couldn't recognize what kind of spiritual fruit tree it was.

"You two have been looking for a long time, but are you interested?" asked the stall owner opposite.

"To be honest with you, boss, we are sorry that we were not able to recognize your baby." Wang Qiye responded without any embarrassment.

The stall owner thought this was a bargaining tactic and said, "This is the White Jade Sour Plum Tree, which has the effect of improving eyesight and nourishing the mind. It blooms in thirty years, bears fruit in thirty years, and matures in thirty years."

"Look at these green fruits on it. They are its fruits. When they are ripe, the whole fruit will be as white as jade."

The two of them didn't know whether what they heard was true or not, so they asked casually, "How much does the stall owner plan to sell it for?"

"This tree is over 500 years old, but I'm waiting for money, so I reluctantly gave it up. I don't want more, I only plan to sell it for 30 spirit stones."

Wang Qiye was disgusted by his story. He knew it was fake without even listening to it, but he also verified the price of the spirit fruit tree from the side, which was basically worth about 100 million spirit stones.

"20 spirit stones." After eating Hu Mingyue's spirit fruit once, he has been coveting it ever since.

It is said that this fruit blooms in 30 years, bears fruit in 30 years, and matures in 30 years. But in fact, it is endless, and every 30 years, you can harvest a few fruits to fill your stomach.

"Please add a little more, both of you. This spiritual tree was not easy to come by." The stall owner finally told the truth, his voice sounded a little pleading. He had been setting up his stall here for two days, and the two people in front of him were the first to ask for the price.

The two stood up and left without saying anything. For things that they were not sure about, they would rather miss them than buy them.

The stall owner was very anxious and quickly reached out to persuade them to stay. "Please stay, and I'll sell it to you."

Wang Qiye put 20 spirit stones into a storage bag and handed it over. With so many people here, he didn't dare to put the spirit stones directly out.

After the payment and goods were settled, Wang Qiye happily put the spiritual fruit tree into his storage bag, and prepared to plant it next to Hu Mingyue's fruit tree. It was in the wilderness there, full of spiritual energy, and should be able to bear good fruit.

"It's a big loss." The stall owner said to himself as he packed up his stall. However, the two people dressed the same as him had already walked away.

"Everyone come and see, he is actually selling fake alchemy furnaces!"

A monk shouted loudly, and the monks around him all looked over there.

Wang Qiye and Duanmu Lan had just walked over here. After hearing this, they also followed over to join in the fun.

The stall owner looked very anxious. Although he was also wearing a mask and his face could not be seen clearly, his body language showed that he was at a loss.

"Everyone, listen to me. This furnace is not fake. This furnace has been passed down in our family for more than 10,000 years. How could it be fake? This time we are in urgent need of money. We think that our descendants are unfilial, so we are planning to sell off our ancestral property. Although it looks like this, it has no problem refining fifth-level pills, and it will definitely not explode. Please believe me."

However, no matter how much he talked, no one among the onlookers believed him, simply because his alchemy furnace looked too fake.

The overall shape of this furnace is simple, with hollowed-out insect and fish patterns engraved all over it and three legs. However, there are eight obvious welding marks around it. Although the welder is highly skilled, his carving craftsmanship and the materials used still show some discrepancies at a glance, showing incoordination.

People even suspected that this kind of furnace, which was assembled later, would be destroyed by a furnace of elixirs. But this furnace gave people a special feeling. Yes, everyone who saw it could feel that it was special, but no one could tell what made it special.

"Boy, how many spirit stones do you plan to sell?" asked a cultivator who was watching the fun.

However, before the stall owner could answer, the big man who had just shouted spoke up. "For this fake alchemy furnace, I felt sorry for him and was willing to offer 50 spirit stones, but he still refused to sell it. This alchemy furnace can't refine sixth-grade pills, and he himself admitted it. Everyone, the best fifth-grade alchemy furnace in the black market is only this price. I am willing to suffer a loss and fall for this trick, but he has been holding on to the 100 million spirit stones and has no intention of selling it at all."

No one knew whether the big man was in the same group as the kneeling young man, but when some people heard the high price of 50 spirit stones, they turned around and left.

It was unclear whether the remaining people were here to watch the fun or to see this special alchemy furnace.

The young man still knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the audience. "Everyone, please believe me. What I said is true. You can use this furnace without worry after you buy it. Our family will never take it back. This time, we really need 100 million spirit stones to save our lives. I cannot repay you for your kindness. You can leave your names. When our family gets through the difficulties, you can redeem the furnace."

Wang Qiye shook his head after watching. This young man's acting skills were too poor. Perhaps it was because he was too young. His performance was too immature. Although he cried with all his might and his voice was hoarse, it sounded quite infectious, but he was crying in the wrong place. This was the black market, a place where people were eaten without leaving any bones. Who among those present was not hard-hearted?

"Please, everyone, please help me." The young man could only kowtow at this point, nothing else to do.

The big man said disdainfully, "I'll give you another 10 spirit stones. How about that? This price is good enough, right?"

This was too obvious, as if he was afraid that others wouldn't know. Everyone just watched coldly. If it weren't for the intimidating furnace, the audience would have dispersed long ago.

The young man propped up his head and shook his head. "No, it's just 100 million spirit stones. We can't survive if we have one less. Please help me. I will never thank you for your kindness."

After saying this, the young man lowered his head again with a hoarse voice.

"Hmph, you ungrateful guy." Natuo cursed harshly and walked away without saying anything.

The young man was left kowtowing continuously. The atmosphere became quiet for a moment and the crowd of onlookers began to disperse.

There were only a few people left around, and a thin monk in a robe squatted down. "Hey, there are not many people left, no need to act, 65 spirit stones, your uncle fell for this."

After the thin monk finished speaking, he dropped a storage bag and went to get the alchemy furnace.

However, the young man held him down. "One million spirit stones, not a cent less. You can see the extraordinaryness of this furnace. It's just a little ugly, but it's not bad at all for refining pills. What I said is true."

"Boy, if it weren't for this, I would have left long ago. I'll give you another 10,000 spirit stones." After the thin monk said this, he was about to reach out to take out the spirit stones.

However, he was stopped by the young man again. "Uncle, please have pity on us. We are really at the end of our rope."

The skinny monk was unmoved. "That's enough. You should quit while you're ahead. No one's spiritual stones come from the wind. Look at how many people are left around here. I'll add another 20,000. If you don't agree, return the storage bag."

The young man grabbed the thin monk's sleeve tightly and refused to let go, but he did not nod in agreement.

"Let go." The thin monk seemed a little impatient. He shook off the hand of the kneeling boy, stretched out his hand, and the storage bag returned to his hand. He stood up and turned away.

After a long time, a strange monk squatted down and shouted in a hoarse voice, "I am only willing to pay 70 spirit stones. If it works, I will take it. If not, I will leave."

The young man seemed to be tired of knocking his head. He raised his tired head and shook his head without saying a word.

"Okay, I understand." The strange monk nodded slightly, stood up, and left briskly.

After such a long time, some new cultivators took a look at the alchemy furnace, but left immediately. There were only five people left from the group of people who had just been watching.

Wang Qiye sent his thoughts to the beauty beside him. "What do you think about this?"

"I can't tell for sure." Duanmu Lan responded indifferently. Even with her rich experience, she couldn't see the situation.

Wang Qiye was also a little confused at this time. Logically, the young man had several opportunities to attack, but why didn't he let the other party bargain? If he hadn't been tempted by this alchemy furnace, he would have left long ago.