Then Xiao Muyang and others wandered around Duobao Pavilion, stopping and searching to see if there were any treasures suitable for them.
However, the scale of the trade fair is too large. Countless treasures are traded here, and the dazzling array makes it dazzling. For a while, you can't see what treasure is suitable for you.
At a certain moment, Xiao Muyang's eyes fell on a stall, with a look of interest on his face, because there was a pen placed on the stall, which looked ordinary and out of place among the many dazzling treasures.
"Go over and have a look." Xiao Muyang walked towards the stall, and Chu Qingli and Mu Li followed him.
When he came to the front of the stall, Xiao Muyang did not look at the pen, but at the long sword next to him. He asked the owner of the stall: "How can I trade this sword?"
The owner of the stall is a middle-aged man, wearing a brown robe. He looks to be in his forties, his face is slightly bloated, and his narrow eyes are slightly narrowed, giving people an extremely shrewd feeling, which is difficult to deal with.
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"This sword..." The middle-aged man glanced at the sword, pondered for a moment, then looked at Xiao Muyang and said with a smile: "I think the young hero has a good eye, I'll give it to you cheaper, two for three
A high-grade spiritual soldier, but only if I am satisfied."
The trade fair, as the name suggests, is about bartering. Most of the people who come to the trade fair to sell treasures do not want spiritual stones, but want to exchange for some treasures they want. After all, some treasures are very rare and rarely seen on the market.
"Okay." Xiao Muyang said cheerfully, and then with a thought in his mind, two treasures immediately appeared in his hand, which were a piano and a silver spear, both of which were of the third-level top quality.
In addition to the master of the Haotian Palace, Xiao Muyang also has another level of identity, that is, a third-grade weapon refiner. These two treasures were refined by himself.
The middle-aged man took the two treasures from Xiao Muyang's hands, looked at them carefully, nodded with satisfaction after a moment, looked at Xiao Muyang and said with a smile: "Deal, young hero can take away the sword."
"Wait a minute." Xiao Muyang suddenly said.
"What else can you do, young hero?" the middle-aged man asked with doubtful eyes.
"This sword is also a third-level top-grade sword, and I gave you two treasures of the same quality. This deal is a bit unfair." Xiao Muyang said calmly, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Mu Li and Chu Qingli looked at Xiao Muyang with some doubts in their hearts, what was this guy planning?
I saw the middle-aged man's eyes narrowed again, staring at Xiao Muyang's handsome face, and asked: "So, does the young hero want to regret it?"
"It's not that I regret it, but you can't let me suffer too much. Although the third-level high-grade spiritual weapon is not a very precious treasure, it is still worth a lot of spiritual stones." Xiao Muyang replied lightly.
"What do you think, young hero, so that you don't suffer a loss?" the middle-aged man asked again, why couldn't he understand that Xiao Muyang was taking this opportunity to seek favors from him.
"I'll think about it." Xiao Muyang responded, scanning the other treasures on the stall, staying on the pen for a moment, and then said lightly to the middle-aged man: "Why don't you give me this pen as a gift?
It’s not worth anything anyway.”
"Isn't it worth it?" The middle-aged man raised his brows and glanced at Xiao Muyang meaningfully, as if he understood something.
This kid looks young, but I didn't expect him to be so cunning.
If he hadn't known how extraordinary this pen was, he would have been fooled.
"What the young hero really wants is this pen." The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Muyang and said, although the sword is extraordinary, it is only a third-level high-grade spiritual weapon and is definitely not worth two treasures of the same quality.
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This person did not hesitate to exchange it. If he was not an idiot, he must have ulterior motives.
Obviously, the young man in front of me is the latter.
Seeing that the other party saw what he was thinking, Xiao Muyang's pupils shrank slightly, and he did not continue to hide it. He said calmly: "Yes, I am indeed interested in this pen. Please make an offer."
The middle-aged man fell into silence again. This time he thought for a lot longer than before. Finally he made a decision and said to Xiao Muyang with a serious face: "Ten third-level top-grade spiritual weapons!"
"Ten pieces!"
Xiao Muyang's expression was shocked. Not only him, but also the expressions of Chu Qingli and Mu Li on the side also changed a bit. The sword just now was only worth two third-level high-grade spiritual weapons and an ordinary-looking pen.
, actually worth ten pieces?
This is simply a lion's mouth.
"It seems that you don't want to do this business, please leave." Xiao Muyang said lightly, and then walked away without any hesitation.
Seeing Xiao Muyang leaving directly, the middle-aged man's expression changed slightly, and he quickly shouted: "Young hero, stay here, everything can be discussed."
Hearing the voice coming from behind, Xiao Muyang's face burst into a smile, but it disappeared in an instant. He turned around and looked at the middle-aged man, and said lightly: "Five items at most. If you don't agree, forget it."
"Young hero's counteroffer is too harsh. That's not how business is done." The middle-aged man's tone became a little colder, and he seemed a little angry.
"Six pieces." Xiao Muyang said.
"Seven items, this is my limit. If you don't want to accept it, forget it." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, his tone was extremely firm, as if there was no room for maneuver.
Xiao Muyang stared at the other party and had some thoughts in his mind.
Seven pieces of third-level high-grade spiritual weapons are not a small sum of money. At present, he is only somewhat interested in that pen and does not know what its use is. If it is really just an ordinary pen, then he will lose a lot of money on this transaction.
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However, the transaction itself is a huge gamble, there is no fairness at all, and one party will always suffer.
"What is so extraordinary about this pen that it is worth seven third-level high-grade spiritual weapons?" Xiao Muyang asked. He wanted to know the use of this pen before deciding whether to trade it.
"To be honest, this pen was passed down from my ancestors. It is extremely strong and its defensive power is far better than a third-level treasure. It is by no means an ordinary treasure." The middle-aged man said with a solemn expression: "As for its extraordinary features
, if I knew, Young Xia, do you think I will produce seven pieces of third-level high-grade spiritual weapons?"
He himself didn't know what the pen was used for, so even though he knew it was extraordinary, he planned to trade it for some useful treasures.
If he knew, how could he easily give it to others.
A flash of deep meaning flashed in Xiao Muyang's eyes. What the other party said was reasonable. If the purpose of this pen could be easily discovered, its value would definitely be more than seven third-level top-grade spiritual weapons.
"In a word, do you want it or not?" the middle-aged man asked, his tone becoming impatient, urging Xiao Muyang to make a decision immediately.
"I want it." Xiao Muyang said decisively, deciding to bet this time. If he gave up, he would have some regrets in his heart. Even if he lost the bet, he could bear the price.
Xiao Muyang then took out five third-level high-grade spiritual weapons from the Qiankun Bag. Naturally, he didn't want the sword just now.
The middle-aged man checked each piece of spiritual weapon, and after confirming that it was correct, he said to Xiao Muyang: "You can take it away. If you can find its use, you will make a lot of money."
"I hope I can find it." Xiao Muyang replied lightly.
In fact, he didn't have much confidence in his heart. This pen had been in the opponent's hands for so many years and he had never found any use for it, so he wanted to trade it. This shows how special this pen is. Even if it is a treasure, it is not
It can be used by ordinary people.
Xiao Muyang put the pen into the Qiankun bag and left immediately.
After leaving the stall for a while, Mu Li looked at Xiao Muyang and asked in a low voice: "Do you see the extraordinaryness of that pen?"
"No." Xiao Muyang shook his head.
"Then you are so decisive..." Mu Li was a little stunned. He thought Xiao Muyang had discovered something just to deceive the seller, so he deliberately pretended not to know anything.
"I just have a feeling in the dark that this pen may be very extraordinary, so I want to take it down. Anyway, I can refine weapons, and a few third-level high-grade spiritual weapons are not expensive for me." Xiao Muyang
Said with a smile.
"That's true." Mu Li nodded slightly and looked at Xiao Muyang with admiration.
Not only is he extremely talented, but he is also proficient in the art of musical instruments, formations, and weapon refining. This guy is simply an all-around genius. Even if he does not serve as the master of the Haotian Palace, his status will not be much lower.
The three of them continued to wander around this area. At a certain moment, a rapid voice appeared in Xiao Muyang's mind, causing him to stop immediately and his face became a little ugly.
"What's wrong?" Chu Qingli asked immediately when she saw that Xiao Muyang's reaction was not right.
"Tiange had a conflict with others." Xiao Muyang spit out a voice and shot away in a direction.
Muli and Chu Qingli also became a little nervous and immediately followed them.
In an area deep in Duobao Pavilion, many people were seen surrounding it, all exuding powerful auras. Among these people stood several young figures. They were Ren Tiange, Hua Chen and Leng Wuyun, with expressions on their faces.
They all seemed quite cold.
At this time, Nintendo Singer was holding a red bead, which was emitting an extremely fiery light. There were some obscure lines on the surface of the bead, which seemed to be an extraordinary treasure.
"Are you planning to rob me by force?" Ren Tiange said coldly, staring sharply at the young man in blue robe in front of him.
"I said, I'll give you five times the price in exchange for the beads in your hand, so there's no point in robbing them." Lan Shan young man said calmly, with a very calm and calm expression on his face, as if nothing had happened.
"You said I can just change it?" Ren Tiange sneered.
"The seller has promised to exchange with me. The thing in your hand is mine. Even if it is taken by force, it will be fine. Now I am willing to exchange with you at several times the price. You should accept it when you see it and don't push it too far." Lan Lan
The young man in robe said calmly, with a hint of threat in his tone.
Ren Tiange looked at the person next to him with indifferent eyes, that person was the seller.
"Everything is precious. I think you should exchange it with this young master. Five times the price is enough to exchange for several treasures of the same quality." At this time, the seller also spoke, obviously on the side of the blue-robed young man.
The crowd around them looked at the scene in front of them and already understood the general outline of the matter. Someone offered a higher price and the seller regretted it. However, the buyer refused to give up the treasure.
This kind of situation happens from time to time at trade fairs, and it is not unusual. Therefore, their faces looked very calm, and they were just joining in the fun.
"When I made a deal with you, this treasure already belonged to me. As for the deal you make with him later, it is a matter between you and has nothing to do with me." Ren Tiange looked at the seller and said coldly,
The attitude is extremely firm and will not change.
Not to mention that this treasure is useful to him, even if it is not useful, it is already his property. Why should others decide its ownership?