One hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones is not a small amount of money.

It's not just scrap metal that can be worth 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

Gui Lao's eyes were cold, staring at Yunzhong to see what he could come up with worth one hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones.

Yun Zhong smiled in his heart. He had no intention of touching Chen Xiaobao's seventeen thousand low-grade spiritual stones from the beginning.

That sum of spiritual stones should be reserved for Chen Xiaobao to drink in the flower bar.

Yun Zhong did this not just to slap Chen Xiaobaimai, but also because it involved one of his plans, a plan to kill the mastermind behind the scenes...

Yun Zhong doesn't have spirit stones on his body, but he does have a secret weapon, the game mall.

In the game mall, Yun Zhong has countless gold ingots and can purchase massive amounts of heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Just like now, Yunzhong bought a century-old ginseng from the game mall.

He stretched out his hand, and his spiritual energy fluctuated slightly. To Gui Lao, this century-old ginseng seemed to be taken out by Yun Zhong from the Sumeru Ring in his hand.

Yun Zhong smiled and said, "Sir, what do you think of this century-old ginseng?"

Gui Lao's cold voice came, "Not very good!"

Yun Zhong smiled nonchalantly and continued: "This century-old ginseng is worth half a low-grade spiritual stone on the market. I can give it to you at a cheaper price. Three century-old ginseng is worth one low-grade spiritual stone. How about it?"

Gui Lao sneered, "One hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones require three hundred thousand century-old ginseng plants. Do you have so much inventory?"

Yun Zhong smiled and said affirmatively: "Don't worry, Your Excellency, since I dare to say anything, I must have 300,000 century-old ginseng plants on hand."

There is a game mall here, not to mention 300,000 century-old ginseng plants, but 3 million or 30 million plants, it will be no problem.

Gui Lao snorted heavily, "In the eyes of others, century-old ginseng may be regarded as a panacea. But in my eyes, it is just rubbish. Even if you have 300,000 century-old ginseng plants, it is only 300,000 plants."

Rubbish! I have no interest in rubbish!"

Yun Zhong deliberately frowned, with an expression that seemed to say: Three hundred thousand century-old ginseng plants were sold for one hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones. You, the ghost guy, took advantage of this business, but you still don't like it. Why?

No mistake!

Gui Lao saw Yun Zhong's expression and smiled coldly in his heart.

Three hundred thousand century-old ginseng plants are just three hundred thousand plants of rubbish. You should still treat them as treasures if you lose them!

Normally, Gui Lao wouldn't bother to say anything to Yun Zhong.

But, when Yun Zhong took out the century-old ginseng, Gui Lao discovered the seemingly ordinary wooden ring on his hand.

The ghost man's eyes, hidden behind the bronze ghost face, suddenly burst out with a bright light.

What a baby!

The ghost's eyes have been used to identify countless treasures, and he has already developed a pair of piercing eyes.

At first glance, he fell in love with the wooden ring.

With Gui Lao's demeanor, he couldn't help but feel his heart contract violently.

But the more this happened, the more calm and indifferent Gui Lao acted, and he seemed to say something casually.

"I'm not interested in three hundred thousand pieces of rubbish, but I think the space ring on your hand is a bit interesting. Let's do this. One hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones, you give me three hundred thousand century-old ginseng, plus you

With the ring on my hand as a bonus, I reluctantly agree to this deal."

A cunning old man!

Yun Zhong laughed, "One hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones, I will give you three million century-old ginseng plants, plus this ring on my hand."

Gui Lao's eyes were extremely shocked, and with a little excitement, he suddenly stood up and said: "You, are you kidding me?"

Three million century-old ginseng plants have a market value of 1.5 million low-grade spiritual stones.

And the Xumi Ring in Yun Zhong's hand is even more priceless.

This Yun Zhong must be crazy!

Yun Zhong smiled and said calmly: "Your Excellency, you were joking with me first!"

Gui Lao was so angry that he pointed at Yun Zhong and angrily shouted, "You..."

He wanted to scold Yun Zhong for being shameless, but he couldn't.

Yes, it was indeed him who thought about the space ring that deceived Yunzhong first, but the other party just followed the trend and mocked him severely.

The pair of eyes under the bronze ghost face of Gui Lao looked complicated at the moment. After a long time, he sighed slightly and sat back on the chair again.

This time, his tone was much calmer and he had the attitude he should have in doing business.

Asking for prices all over the place and paying back the money on the spot, everyone has a consensus and everything is easy to discuss.

Gui Lao said: "I am in business, and what I buy and sell are all high-quality products. I am really not interested in your three hundred thousand century-old ginseng."

Gui Lao looked at the Xumi Ring in Yun Zhong's hand and said with some temptation.

"I really like this space ring of yours. It's really unfair to say that it's only worth 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones. Let's do this. You make a price. As long as it's suitable, I'll buy it with the spiritual stones."

Yun Zhong secretly laughed in his heart, Gui Lao's eyes were indeed vicious.

This Sumeru Ring is a rare magic weapon with growth properties. It can be continuously refined with Sumeru stones and become stronger. At the highest level, it can even hold the entire sun.

This heaven-defying magic weapon now looks like an ordinary wooden ring. No one in the entire Qingxi Mountain Paradise has noticed it. Only this ghost guy can see the extraordinary nature of the Sumeru Ring at a glance.

How awesome!

Of course, what Yun Zhong recognized more was Gui Lao's character.

This big boss's Taoist practice is unpredictable. If he really has evil thoughts, he can kill Yun Zhong to pieces with just a snap of his fingers.

When Yun Zhong dies, does the Sumeru ring on his body still belong to the ghost?

However, Gui Lao was unwilling or disdainful to do so.

He abides by the rules of conduct of a businessman. He can use tricks to deceive, he can find ways to deceive, and he can sincerely spend a lot of money to buy, but he cannot use the robber's method of killing people and seizing treasures.

What a lovely, pure businessman!

Yun Zhong was very moved, so he shook his head and said resolutely: "I won't sell it! This thing is of great significance to me, and I won't sell it for any number of spiritual stones!"

As soon as he said this, Gui Lao's eyes were filled with disappointment, not much anger, and he had no intention of killing anyone and seizing the treasure.

He said disappointedly: "In that case, let's stop our business here! I don't think you can bring anything else that interests me except this space ring."

Yun Zhong smiled and said, "That's not necessarily true. Have you ever heard of the Maoshan Sect?"

Gui Lao was about to leave, but when he heard the words "Maoshan Sect", he couldn't help but sit back out of curiosity.

He looked at Yun Zhong with some surprise, "You little guy, you are not old, but you know a lot. Maoshan Sect is an ancient small sect, which has long been extinct and has lost its incense inheritance. I am also in a book

I only saw a few records in ancient books, how do you know about this lost sect..."

As he spoke, Gui Lao's eyes lit up. Combined with the 300,000 century-old ginseng and the Xumi Ring in Yun Zhong's hand, he seemed to have figured out something.
Chapter completed!