Chapter 114 The Most Shameless Loose Cultivator in the Eastern Region
I saw that the man was thin and had a huge head, which was two sizes larger than the average person's head, but his neck was very slender. If he stood still in the dark, he might be regarded as a grown man.
A large mushroom in human form.
With such a peculiar appearance, I am afraid that any magic weapon used to conceal his identity will be of no use.
"It's actually him!" Qu Wuming recognized the other person at a glance, and naturally understood why he kept bidding like this.
That man, like Qu Wuming, was a casual cultivator in the divine transformation stage.
However, he is far more famous than Qu Wuming in the Eastern Continent - all because in addition to being a casual cultivator, he has one more identity than Qu Wuming, and that is a seventh-grade alchemist!
This person's surname is Fang An. He was originally practicing at the Babao Dieyun Peak in Futi Kingdom, and was the third-largest figure there. Later, for some unknown reason, he left the Babao Dieyun Peak and wandered around, gradually becoming a casual cultivator.
He looks like a middle-aged man, but he is much older than Qu Wuming, and his reputation among casual cultivators in the Eastern Continent is enough to rank among the top ten - after all, he is a seventh-grade alchemist, no matter what
No matter where you go, no matter which sect you go to, you will always be treated as a welcome guest.
However, although Fang An's alchemy skills are of his own and his skills are superb, his personality is very weird and unpleasant - he is greedy for money, stingy, likes to take advantage, cares about every detail, and will retaliate. He has been wandering the Eastern Continent for thousands of years, and he has managed to survive even one person.
There is no one who can be called a friend. And the sects and aristocratic families that treat him as a guest of honor all entertain him to invite him to make alchemy, but surprisingly, no sect is willing to admit him into their sect.
However, this person does not seem to care about this. Instead, he has become more and more rogue because of his reputation. Many people who know him are afraid to avoid him.
At this time, many people had already recognized Fang An's identity, and their faces hidden under the cloak and mask all curled their lips. The two or three people who had just bid with him had already retreated in their hearts.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Fang An nonchalantly raised his hands to push them away, shaking his big head and saying: "One hundred and forty thousand and another hundred! Is there anyone who bids? The one who doesn't bid is mine.
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Senior Brother Wan thought to himself that Qu Wuming had helped him out before, so he might as well help him raise the price. Although this house was not easy to mess with, given his identity and cultivation, even if he noticed it in the future,
There is no need to be afraid of him. Thinking of this, Senior Brother Wan suddenly said loudly: "One hundred and fifty thousand!"
Hearing this, Fang An couldn't help but look up at the big man bidding, and snorted coldly: "One hundred and fifty thousand and one hundred!"
"Sixteen thousand!" Senior Brother Wan lowered his head and glanced at Fang An. The hand hidden in the sleeve of his robe had moved slightly, holding a magic weapon, as if he was on guard against something at any time.
"Sixteen thousand and one hundred!" Listening to Fang An's voice, he was almost speaking through gritted teeth.
"It's exceeded my expectations, so I give up." Senior Brother Wan shrugged, pulled his junior sister out of the crowd, and hurried away.
Seeing Fang An staring fiercely at the back of Senior Brother Wan, Qu Wuming shouted loudly: "One hundred and sixty thousand! Is there anyone else who bids? I'll count to three! One! Two! Three!"
"Congratulations, fellow Taoist, all the elixirs in this storage ring are yours! In addition, the elixirs in this storage ring are all low-level elixirs that I have seen. I am too lazy to sell them out one by one, so I will just use them as supplements."
I'll give it to you." Qu Wuming took off the two storage rings from his fingers and placed them on the palm of his left hand. He raised the storage ring on his right hand and pointed it in front of him, signaling to Fang An that it was time to pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other.
Fang An originally wanted to see where Senior Brother Wan was hiding, but when he heard that the stall owner offered him the gift, he couldn't help but feel happy and quickly turned around.
Seeing that Qu Wuming had put two storage rings in his hands, Fang An was not in a hurry to pay, but the power of his spiritual consciousness had already invaded the two storage rings to inspect the goods...
"Slow!" Finding that Fang An's power of consciousness had opened more than ten jade bottles in the storage ring in an instant, Qu Wuming hurriedly activated his power of consciousness, forcing Fang An's power out directly.
Storage ring, clenched a fist to firmly protect the storage ring in your hand.
"Fang An, the rules are the rules. If you haven't paid the money yet, these things are not yours!" Qu Wuming said in a deep voice, "What you can check now is whether the quantity is correct. If the jade bottle is opened again, our transaction will be
This is void!"
When Fang An was looking at the jade bottle of the storage ring, he had long been secretly prepared for the stall owner to interrupt him with the power of his spiritual consciousness - not only was he exploring the inside of the storage ring, but the two storage rings had already been
He was firmly locked in place with the power of his spiritual consciousness. If his cultivation was not strong enough, he might even be
However, in just an instant, the power of his spiritual consciousness was forced out and interrupted by Qu Wuming. At this moment, he was completely defeated in the battle of spiritual power!
Fang An knew that this stall owner was not a soft persimmon that could be kneaded at will, so he smiled and said: "I have always been fair in my business, how can I cheat? Come on, come on, I'll give it to you."
With that said, Fang An attached the storage ring to Qu Wuming's storage ring. A light flashed between the two interfaces. Qu Wuming's storage ring already contained 160,000 high-level spiritual stones.
Just as Fang An was about to withdraw his hand, Qu Wuming had already grabbed his wrist.
Fang An felt as if his wrist was bound by an iron hoop, unable to move at all. Thinking of the fate of the Netherworld Sect man, his face suddenly changed and he screamed: "What? What do you want to do with me?"
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"Sixteen thousand and one hundred, you are still short of one hundred high-level spiritual stones!" Qu Wuming said calmly.
"It's only a hundred, just give me a fraction!" Fang An put on a smile, shook his big head and said with a playful smile.
"If you don't pay the one hundred, these things are not yours at all." Qu Wuming was unmoved and said in a deep voice, "It's okay if you don't give the one hundred. I took back the extra money I made before."
"That's not okay. You already said it was just adding another child. How can you break your promise?!" Fang An glared and said, "Forget it, forget it. I don't care about you. I'm really stingy. I can't even
I don't even want to wipe out the fraction." Fang An muttered, but he still handed another hundred high-level spiritual stones to Qu Wuming, and Qu Wuming then threw two storage rings to him.
"We have finished the goods, do we still need to inspect them here one by one?" Qu Wuming asked deliberately.
"No need, no need, I have my own place to go." Fang An shook his big head, cupped his hands towards Qu Wuming, squeezed out of the crowd, and disappeared in a flash.
Maybe the auction just now attracted too much attention. After Fang An left, a large number of customers gathered around Qu Wuming's stall. Although they always saw more and bought less, it was always crowded after all. Qu Wuming was ready to
A lot of the things that were put up for sale were sold, and a lot of spiritual stones were exchanged for them.
Even the stalls around Qu Wuming were all covered, and their business was very good.
More than an hour passed before the crowd in front of Qu Wuming's stall gradually returned to normal.
"Fellow Taoist, I really benefited from you tonight. The things I prepared were sold out in advance, hehe." The man setting up the stall next to Qu Wuming first stood up and stretched, and then said to
Qu Wuming cupped his hands and said, "It's still early, and I'm going to go shopping everywhere to see if there's anything I can find. Do you want to come with me, fellow Taoist?"
Qu Wuming smiled and said: "I still have a batch of flying swords and offensive and defensive magic weapons that I have not sold. I want to wait and see."
"A batch?" The person next to him was obviously stunned when he heard this, and then asked, "Is the fellow Taoist talking about the standard flying swords, shields and other offensive and defensive magic weapons distributed by the sect?"
"Well, yes. And the grades range from ordinary magic weapons to good quality magic weapons, which are very suitable for sects to use." Qu Wuming nodded.
"How many should there be?" The man seemed to be curious and asked.
"No, fellow Taoist, you can take a look for yourself." Qu Wuming stretched out a finger on his right hand. There was a storage ring on the finger, and the surface of the ring reflected little bits of light under the dim lights of the ghost market.
The man next to him put the power of his spiritual consciousness into it, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and said: "Good guy! There are quite a lot of them! If it weren't for the fact that they are all things that have been sealed for a long time and have not been used, I would have doubted whether Taoist friend
You robbed a small and medium-sized sect, haha. I’m afraid ordinary people can’t eat such a large amount of food!”
"Well, I'm just trying my luck. If I can sell them tonight, I'll sell them. If they don't, I'll give them to the Snow Dragon Army for military use tomorrow." Qu Wuming said with a slight smile.
"This..." The man next to him pondered for a moment and suddenly said, "If fellow Taoist fellow Taoist can wait a little longer, I know a friend who might be able to eat all of your food. But..."
"Oh? Fellow Taoist actually knows the person who purchases the sect's supplies?" Qu Wuming looked happy when he heard this and said, "If we can take action, the commission will naturally be from fellow Taoist. According to the practice of the ghost market, we will give you 15% of the commission.
How's the success?"
"Sure!" The man nodded cheerfully and said, "Fellow Taoist, don't sell things to others for now. I'll go out and contact my friend. I'll be there in half an hour at the latest. How about that?"
"Okay! Then I will wait for fellow Taoist here." Qu Wuming said, clasping his fists.
The man also crossed his fists, turned around and left in a hurry. Sure enough, in less than half an hour, two people hurried over and went straight to Qu Wuming's stall.
"Fellow Taoist! I'm back! This is the friend I was talking about." The man at the adjacent stall introduced him proactively, "Although I invited him here, you should follow the rules of the ghost market.
, I won’t introduce you to each other. How about you, fellow Taoist, ask my friend to see the goods first?”
"Okay." Qu Wuming bowed his hand to the visitor, and then stretched out the storage ring forward.
The visitor was slightly stout, and he slightly arched his hands to Qu Wuming as a greeting. He used the power of his spiritual consciousness to probe into the storage ring, inspected it carefully, nodded and said: "Yes, it is indeed suitable for the sect."
The door is used for daily use. I don’t know how you plan to use it?”