Chapter 977: Chapter 718: God of Wealth (Part 3)
As he carefully wiped the snow mud from the Spirit Stone, the crowd erupted in a wave of astonished cries, their voices loud as the tides.
Wu Xiangquan’s eyes widened in disbelief. How could Hu Qiong have such luck?!
He deeply regretted in his heart.
If he had ntioned earlier that he possessed Spiritual dicine for bone injuries, then wouldn’t he be the one obtaining this precious top-grade spiritual stone?
This was a top-grade Spirit Stone, one that an immortal energy-rich spirit mountain produces only once in a century!
Where did this prodigal son co from, exchanging a Yuan Huang Elixir for it so casually?
Under the watchful eyes akin to wolves, Hu Qiong nervously pocketed the Spirit Stone, then looked up and gave Baili An a sheepish smile, unable to maintain any airs of the Hu Family from Ze Country.
“Sir… sir, you really leave at a loss for words,”
Soone who can casually produce a top-grade Spirit Stone must be either rich or noble, especially since this young man wasn’t even slightly pained when handing over the stone—a deanor typical only of a child from a top Immortal Sect family.
The address shifted from ‘young friend’ to ‘sir.’
The cultivators nearby wore expressions of disdain, yet they greatly envied Hu Qiong’s fortunate encounter.
Baili An calmly stored the elixir, contrasting sharply with Hu Qiong’s pathetic and fawning deanor, appearing noble and graceful, neither proud nor complacent, forming a vivid contrast.
He kept his emotions subtle and responded lightly: “You just said I humiliated you, this matter won’t let go—what kind of ‘won’t let go’ thod do you propose?”
Hu Qiong looked embarrassed, forced to continue with a smile: “Sir, you must be joking. It was a slip of the tongue on my part, I hope you don’t mind,”
Baili An chuckled softly: “What, you don’t want the demon by my side anymore?”
“I wouldn’t dare, wouldn’t dare. This demon matches sir so well, I wouldn’t dare take what pleases you—the demon slaves from the Demon Trainer are just fine, just fine…”
Hu Qiong wasn’t foolish; the value of a top-grade Spirit Stone far exceeded that little demon. If he didn’t seize the opportunity to retreat gracefully, he would provoke this generous young lord and end up losing.
“Is that so?” Baili An’s gaze shifted towards the trader demon trainer, giving him a slight smile.
The demon trainer, with rchant origins, couldn’t compete with family forces. Seeing this smile, he thought he sohow offended this young lord, and his skin couldn’t help but tense. He quickly offered a low chuckle: “What advice might you have, sir?”
Baili An stepped forward, stuffing a cold, hard object into the dumbfounded demon trainer’s hand, acting with a manner of forced buying and selling, yet playing the role of a fool.
“I’d like to make a deal with you, how about it? Do you, too, wish to smash sothing to converse properly with ?”
Baili An seriously mocked him, provoking Hu Qiong into a series of bitter smiles, not daring to refute.
The demon trainer stared blankly at the top-grade Spirit Stone in his hand, his face draining of color as his mind was in turmoil!
He rely intended to catch so demons and seize the opportunity by the Xijian Sect’s disciple recruitnt to earn a small fortune.
The small fortune eluded him, but who knew a windfall would co!
Oh my! He lived a rry life for over half his days, and this was the first ti he touched a top-grade Spirit Stone.
The sentint was of a living God of Wealth rather than just a young lord!
Facing demons, wielding an iron stick without a care for life, yet before this significant Spirit Stone, kneeling would almost be his reflex reaction.
With tears brimming, he threw the iron stick on the ground and offered Baili An a solemn salute: “What do you wish for, sir?! Just say the word, if I have it, I won’t refuse!”
Baili An replied straightforwardly: “These wagons of demons, I want them.”
These miscellaneous demons hardly compared to the top-grade Spirit Stone. Only a fool would haggle with Baili An at such a mont.
The demon trainer handed the Master Talisman controlling the demons to Baili An without hesitation, even carefully explaining the usage thod, almost eager to teach all his demon training secrets to Baili An, fearing these unruly demon slaves might harm him.
As soon as Baili An entered the city, acquiring a few wagons of demons amounted to quite the bounty.
But before he could find a place to settle, Pei Yunzhao, encountered outside the city, rushed in with a large group of people, directly facing Baili An who was on the carriage, raising his whip with a stern voice: “Uncle Yang! It’s this boy who took my demon slave, causing harm, you must avenge your nephew!”
The man addressed as Uncle Yang, clad in fabric clothing, sturdy, hair whitened over ti, appeared advanced in age—a cultivator at Sea Expansion Peak, a formidable force to be reckoned with.
His fierce eyes surveyed Baili An, snorting coldly as he was about to speak when a voice bood angrily from not afar: “Absurd! Where is this earthy bandit, spewing such nonsense here!”
“You are absurd! I am Pei Yunzhao, Governor’s Mansion Pri of Ze Country, this boy took my demon slave, breaking the law. If you wish to shield, you’ll be held accountable together!”
“Ridiculous, a re Governor’s Mansion Pri dare make such noise here, I am Hu Qiong of the Hu Family of Ze Country, presiding over the capital’s legal clan. How dare you accuse one of my Hu Family’s mbers!”
Upon hearing the Hu Family of Ze Country, Pei Yunzhao’s heart skipped a beat, feeling sothing was amiss.
How could this involve a clan mber from the capital?
He quickly dismounted, frowning at Hu Qiong, his deanor still courteous: “Even if from the Hu Family, there should be reason. The boy forcefully seized my demon slave, sir, are you intending to show bias?”
With those words, mocking laughter echoed from all around.
Pei Yunzhao was perplexed, unable to understand why they laughed.
Hu Qiong laughed as well, unintentionally juggling the Spirit Stone hidden in his sleeve, lifting his gaze mockingly at the inexperienced youth before him: “You say he took your demon slave?”
Pei Yunzhao disliked his teasing gaze imnsely, restraining his anger due to the Hu Family’s reputation, replying in a deep voice: “Yes!”
Hu Qiong burst into laughter, his gaze ridiculing: “Ridiculous! You, a re child, haven’t even glanced in a mirror; how could you be worthy for that sir to snatch your belongings?”
A person who casually throws out two top-grade Spirit Stones, as if they would lack demon slaves?
Utterly laughable!
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