"But he is deliberately trying to undermine us. Even though our puppets are of good quality and so expensive, they may not be able to be sold."

Taoist Duobao couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw that Qincheng was still so peaceful.

"Don't worry, no matter how cheap he sells it this time, it won't affect us. Maybe he will promote us in turn." Qin Cheng said with a mysterious smile.

Taoist Duobao was even more confused and had no idea where Qin Cheng got his confidence.

However, you have to choose where to sell these horoscopes, and they have no control over them.

As a result, there were two stalls selling puppets in this market area.

And the bearded man also started shouting hard.

"Fellow Taoists, come and take a look. I have just obtained the top-quality Tiangong Pavilion puppets here from the ancient secret realm. They are powerful and have amazing defense."

"With only one hundred thousand spirit stones, you can have a servant who can transcend the tribulation realm. It's like giving it to you for free."

Not only the mustache, but several of his subordinates also used various methods to attract customers, and in a short time many monks were recruited.

The interested monks were not stupid. They saw two stalls selling puppets next to each other, and after asking where the mustaches were, they ran here to compare prices.

"Two fellow Taoists, what's the price of your puppet?" asked a man in green.

Taoist Duobao also looked at Qin Cheng.

To be honest, Qin Cheng just said that he wanted to buy high-quality puppets. He really didn't ask Qin Cheng how many spiritual stones he planned to sell.

"One million spirit stones." Qin Cheng responded calmly.

And this price also made Duobao and Qingyi monks glare at the same time.

"What fellow Taoist said is that these four puppets have a total of one million spirit stones?" the monk in green said subconsciously.

"No, it's one million."

"Excuse me."

The monk in green clothes was ashamed. He had some self-restraint and didn't directly say any unpleasant words. He just walked away with a sullen face.

But looking at their expressions, it was obvious that Qin Cheng and Taoist Duobao were insane.

Although the mustachioed puppet next to him looks a little worse, it only costs 100,000 spiritual stones, and you can do it ten times as much, which is outrageous.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, I feel that this monk from Jiuzhou Continent has seen very few puppets, and he doesn't know anything about them."

Seeing that there was a market for the eight-character whiskers, but there was still no interest in them, Taoist Duobao was disappointed.

The puppets I made today don't have that many serious problems. Each puppet costs more than 200,000 spirit stones. Logically speaking, if Qincheng sells one million spirit stones, it's not such an outrageous price.

"We don't have to rush, take our time, there will always be people who know the goods."

Qin Cheng pulled out a futon and sat down, still calm.

Last night, I showed my tyranny as a puppet, and so many people saw it. I didn't believe that the news could not reach Fangshi in just one night.

"Haha, thank you two fellow Taoists for your help."

The person who came to buy the puppet didn't wait, but the man with the mustache came over again with a smile on his face.

He just sold two puppets and is in a good mood now.

"I heard that you bought one million spirit stones, which is great. Those customers originally thought my puppet was expensive, but now they feel that my puppet is really cost-effective."

"Everyone can think that my puppet is cheap, thanks to the fact that you two paid money to help me promote it."

"Go, go, go!" Taoist Duobao said angrily.

"Haha, why are you so anxious? Even if you scold me, it won't change the fact that you are all useless. Just sit here and watch me make a lot of money."

The man with a provocative look on his face laughed and left.

These two people dared to reject me yesterday and came to sell their puppets today. I must let them know the price of daring to reject me.

An hour passed quickly.

It was smooth sailing on the Bazixu side, but there was still no one on the Qincheng side.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, how about we lower the price of this puppet?"

Seeing that there was no change from yesterday, Taoist Duobao couldn't help but said.

"We don't have to shout or lower the price, just wait." Qin Cheng said.

"And you don't have to be so impatient. The Heaven Climbing Conference will start in a few days. Wouldn't it be better to practice a little longer now?"

"Fellow Daoist Qin, you are really calm." Taoist Duobao couldn't laugh or cry.

But seeing the old god Qin Cheng sitting cross-legged, he thought that this was also the case.

There's no one around anyway, so I might as well practice a little longer.

As a result, four puppets were placed in front of the two stalls, and Duobao and Qin Cheng both began to sit on the futons and meditate with their eyes closed.

"Hmph, these two idiots are just wasting their time here, and they are totally trying to make me happy."

Seeing this scene, the man with a mustache felt even more ridiculed.

As time passed, it was already early morning outside.

During the bloody battle in Shadow City, many spectators began to leave.

Although the battle was bloody, fighting continued most of the day.

But not every battle, which is a life-and-death struggle between strong men who have reached the Tribulation Realm and above, can be so exciting.

In fact, there are not that many powerful people in Jiuzhou Continent who can come in every day and kill continuously, even without hesitation to perish.

Therefore, the battles between Qin Cheng and Xue Tu between the declining monks yesterday were only about a dozen times a day.

And this is because the Heaven Ascension Festival is approaching recently and the number of monks coming to Shadow City has increased.

For this reason, these most intense competitions are arranged to start at night after the end of the market.

During most of the time when the bloody competition was started, it was still a competition between monks from the early stages of the Tribulation Realm and even the Fusion Realm.

These battles are naturally not as attractive as the battles between the weak and powerful men, so in the morning, many onlookers in the bloody ring will leave one after another to do other things, and will not continue until the main event starts in the evening.

Jiang Bo is one of them.

Although he is not very old, he is already one of the regular participants in the Bloody Arena.

Because I made some mistakes in the sect back then and was worried about being caught and punished, I simply ran to Shadow City to avoid the limelight. Unknowingly, my cultivation level was promoted to the early stage of the Tribulation Realm.

Although Jiang Bo spends most of his time as a spectator in the Bloody Arena, admiring the competition between those strong men, deep down in his heart, he also has a dream of becoming famous in the Bloody Arena.

However, after trying it several times, especially last time when he was almost beaten to death by his opponent, Jiang Bo has been training for half a year and has not dared to go on stage again.

"The battle last night was really exciting, especially the Kyushu Sword God and the one-armed demon king who appeared at the end. They all killed their opponents instantly. They were simply crushed."

Walking out with some monks, many people were also discussing.

"I think the Kyushu Sword God surprised me more. The one-armed demon king is very powerful, and his opponent is also average. Even if he kills me instantly, I am not surprised. On the contrary, it is the Kyushu Sword God, and the five puppets attack at the same time.

fear."

"That's right. In fact, apart from seeing the sword god and dodging the attack of the bloody poison mist, we haven't seen him have any strength. But these puppets are so unbelievable that they don't even need to take action themselves. The opponent will be smashed to death first.

Already."
Chapter completed!