The middle-aged man looked at Chu Fengmian as he approached and spoke.
"The things this old con artist sells are incredibly expensive, and almost all of them are fake. Several people have already been tricked; you better not buy anything."
The reclining elder slowly opened his eyes upon hearing the middle-aged man’s words and snorted coldly, saying.
"Humph, the items I have are all good, rare treasures. How can you say I’m deceiving people?"
"You still maintain you’re not deceiving people? A quasi-emperor of the Ancient Desolate Sect bought a Spiritual Artifact from you and took it back, claiming it was fake. Could the Ancient Desolate Sect’s identification master be wrong?"
The middle-aged man snorted coldly as well.
After speaking, he turned his head to Chu Fengmian and advised.
"This old con artist’s goods are labeled fake by the Ancient Desolate Sect’s identification master. You really shouldn’t buy them."
"I’ll take a look first."
Chu Fengmian casually chuckled.
The middle-aged man’s words were kindly ant, but Chu Fengmian did not believe this ancient book to be fake.
After all, this ancient book was extrely appealing to Chu Fengmian.
From the mont he approached, this feeling beca more apparent, and he was determined to obtain the ancient book by any ans.
After speaking, Chu Fengmian walked up to the elder and began examining the ancient book closely.
"Sigh."
The middle-aged man saw this scene and sighed.
But since he and Chu Fengmian were strangers, reminding him was enough. As for stopping Chu Fengmian, it was pointless, so he continued shouting to sell the items from his stall.
"How much for this ancient book?"
Chu Fengmian carefully scrutinized the ancient book.
With his knowledge, he couldn’t discern the book’s origin, but it had survived hundreds of thousands, if not millions of years without decay.
Just from this alone, Chu Fengmian could sense the uniqueness of the ancient book.
"Soone else wants to buy sothing from the old con artist again."
"Who really believes what this old con artist says?"
"Another one crashing headlong into a brick wall."
"The old con artist’s items are peculiar; even the Emperor couldn’t discern their authenticity."
"Maybe the lad is just curious; you know, the old con artist’s things are sky-high priced. The kid might not afford them."
Standing by the elder’s stall, many martial artists and demon gods nearby looked over and murmured among themselves.
Clearly, this scene was no longer surprising. The elder’s items were exorbitantly priced and mostly useless.
Initially, so people visited his stall, but eventually, almost no one stayed.
The elder would lie there, occasionally putting an item on display, and when no one was around, he would nap behind the stall.
In Gui Xu City, fighting is prohibited; otherwise, it would be provoking the whole city, so the elder remained there with no one daring to make him leave.
Over ti, the elder beca sothing of a local celebrity in Gui Xu City; known to everyone as an old con artist.
Even powerhouses from the seven Major Sects bought nurous items from him, only to end up with nothing, often throwing them away or selling them off cheaply.
Anyone who buys from the elder is considered foolish—this is a consensus among everyone in Gui Xu City.
Now, seeing Chu Fengmian as yet another fool coming by, a crowd naturally gathered around to watch.
"How much for this ancient book?"
Chu Fengmian repeated.
The elder, hearing Chu Fengmian repeatedly inquire, slowly raised his head and glanced at Chu Fengmian before saying, "Ten thousand royal-grade Spirit Stones, non-negotiable."
Gasp!
Upon hearing the elder’s price, everyone present held their breath.
Ten thousand royal-grade Spirit Stones is an astronomical figure; many supre ancestors in the Immortal Realm couldn’t produce such an amount.
Only quasi-emperors or true Emperors might be able to afford it; it’s absolutely a sky-high price.
This amount could buy nurous treasures from places like the Tong Tian Pavilion.
"Setting an outrageous price, has the old con artist gone mad?"
"This broken ancient book for ten thousand royal-grade Spirit Stones? With ten thousand royal-grade Spirit Stones, one could buy Heaven-tier Martial Techniques, why would one need your broken ancient book?"
Several martial artists bluntly expressed their disagreent.
The figure was indeed too high, making it difficult for even a quasi-emperor or true emperor to produce so much wealth in one go.
"Old con artist, why are your prices even higher? Wasn’t it just ten thousand last ti, how is it now a hundred thousand?"
Amid the crowd, one martial artist asked the elder.
The last ti he saw soone inquire, the price was ten thousand royal-grade Spirit Stones, now suddenly it was one hundred thousand.
"Buy if you want, or leave if you don’t; don’t disturb my sleep."
The elder seed uninterested in the crowd’s chatter, waving dismissively at Chu Fengmian.
"No rush."
Ignoring the elder’s urging, Chu Fengmian smiled and said.
"One hundred thousand royal-grade Spirit Stones? I’ll buy it."
"Buy?"
"A hundred thousand royal-grade Spirit Stones for such a broken ancient book?"
Upon hearing Chu Fengmian’s words, the crowd was utterly shocked.
It’s absolutely insane; even the identification masters deed it fake, yet Chu Fengmian was buying it?
And it’s one hundred thousand royal-grade Spirit Stones! Even ten thousand top-grade Spirit Stones would be a fortune; one hundred thousand royal-grade Spirit Stones is wealth unbearable for many quasi-emperors.
Such lavish spending isn’t sothing even disciples from the seven Major Sects would dare to do.
Fool!
Countless eyes looked at Chu Fengmian as if observing a fool.
To dare such expense on goods known to be fraudulent, even the most foolish wouldn’t do so.
"Can this kid afford a hundred thousand royal-grade Spirit Stones?"
A young man spoke in envy.
Calling Chu Fengmian a fool, yet they themselves didn’t have the chance to be such a "fool", as almost no one in the crowd could afford a hundred thousand royal-grade Spirit Stones.
Amidst the crowd’s murmurs, Chu Fengmian moved his palm, sending a large heap of Spirit Stones flying towards the elder—a total of one hundred thousand royal-grade Spirit Stones, not a single missing.
The crowd watched with greedy eyes at the glistening royal-grade Spirit Stones.
With so many royal-grade Spirit Stones, getting them could buy Elixir Pills to advance several levels of Realm.
Nevertheless, Gui Xu City’s strict discipline deters daylight robbery.
The elder, however, showed no change of expression upon seeing the many royal-grade Spirit Stones. He simply counted them and stored them in his Space Ring, then tossed the ancient book to Chu Fengmian.
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