Chapter 1469 Struggle

Ren Tianfu and the stall owner also saw the identity of the middle-aged warrior, and their faces showed a bit of awe.

There are many powerful people in Danding Pavilion, and its core disciples have perfect foundation-building cultivation and are as powerful as sect leaders like Lingxu Palace.

Therefore, facing the middle-aged warrior who suddenly appeared, both Ren Tianfu and the stall owner felt the pressure and looked in awe.

The stall owner asked cautiously: "Senior, do you really plan to buy this?"

The middle-aged warrior said impatiently: "Of course!"

"good!"

The stall owner immediately beamed with joy and said: "Okay! The deal is done! If you take out 10,000 low-grade holy spiritual stones, this thing will be yours!"

The middle-aged warrior nodded, with a smile on his lips, and reached out to grab the wooden stick on the stall.

Next, he only needed to put ten thousand pieces of holy spirit stones into the space ring of the stall owner, and the one-foot-long wooden stick would rightfully belong to him.

"Wait!"

Fang Bai stretched out his hand, took the wooden stick in his hand first, and said to the stall owner dissatisfied: "We have already negotiated the price, and you agreed to sell it to me. Why did you suddenly change your mind? Do you do this kind of business? ?”

The stall owner also knew that what he was doing was a bit unkind, but by selling the wooden stick to Fang Bai, he could only earn a thousand spiritual stones, but by selling it to a middle-aged warrior, he could earn several times more. The middle-aged warrior was offended, so he said to Fang Bai with a smile on his face: "Little brother, please forgive me! This is a small business, so I can make more money. This senior offered a high price, so I will naturally sell to him. Oh, there are other good things in my stall, how about you take a look? I can give you a cheaper price if you like it. How about it? "

Ren Tianfu also winked at Fang Bai repeatedly, thinking that the core disciples of Danding Pavilion are not easy to mess with. Since the other party wants the broken wooden stick, you should give it to him to avoid making him unhappy and causing trouble.

Fang Bai didn't seem to see Ren Tianfu's eyes, and said seriously: "I just like this stick, and I'm not interested in the others!"

The stall owner smiled bitterly and said: "Little brother, don't embarrass me!"

The middle-aged warrior turned his head and glanced at Fang Bai, his face full of dissatisfaction, and the cold light disappeared in his eyes. He thought where did the little bastard dare to snatch things from him, without seeing the core of Danding Pavilion on his body? Are disciples convinced?

"He's offering 10,000 pieces of holy low-grade spiritual stones, right? Okay, I'll offer 11,000 pieces! You have nothing to say about this, right?"

Fang Bai suddenly said.

"this……"

The stall owner wanted to say, "Little brother, this has nothing to do with the price. I really don't want to offend the Danding Pavilion disciples." But just now he had said that the one with the highest price would get the stick. If he goes back on his word, it will definitely make people laugh.

After all, there are many warriors watching the excitement surrounding his stall now, and everyone’s ears are alert!

"Ten thousand pieces of holy medium spiritual stones!"

The middle-aged warrior didn't even look at Fang Bai, and quoted a price that astonished the warriors around him.

It is also ten thousand spiritual stones, but the value of the middle-level holy-grade spiritual stone to a warrior is several times that of the low-grade holy-grade spiritual stone.

The stall owner was also excited. He felt that his throat was a little dry. He licked his lips and looked at Fang Bai subconsciously.

"Eleven thousand pieces of holy medium spiritual stones!"

Before the stall owner could say anything, Fang Bai spoke again.

The middle-aged warrior next to him raised his eyebrows, and when he looked at Fang Bai again, there was already a hint of sullenness in his eyes.

He could see that this young warrior was determined to get the wooden stick. If he continued to increase the price, he would definitely increase the price.

But how could he, a small sect disciple with only half a step of foundation-building cultivation, obtain so many holy-grade medium-level spiritual stones?

You must know that even in a powerful sect like Danding Pavilion, only core disciples like him can produce a small number of holy and medium-level spiritual stones. Those inner and outer courtyard disciples with lower status than him can only produce holy-grade spiritual stones. Low-grade spirit stones are available.

If it had been any other place, the middle-aged warrior would have slapped Fang Bai away and grabbed the wooden stick forcefully.

But in Yanyang City, especially as a disciple of Danding Pavilion, he must abide by the rules of fair sales and cannot buy or sell by force, otherwise it will cause damage to the reputation of Danding Pavilion. Will spare him.

Therefore, even though he was extremely angry, he did not dare to exert even a ray of pressure on Fang Bai, nor did he dare to force the stall owner to sell the stick to him.

"Fang Bai, what are you doing?"

Ren Tianfu saw the anger in the middle-aged warrior's eyes, and felt frightened. He hurriedly pulled Fang Bai aside and whispered: "What do you want to use this broken wooden stick? And where did you get so many saints?" A medium-grade spiritual stone?"

Now the life and death of Palace Master Li Sanxu, Wu Zhihua, and Sun Jing are uncertain. If Fang Bai offends Danding Pavilion again, it will be a real disaster for Lingxu Palace.

Fang Bai grinned, raised the stick in his hand, and said, "Deacon Ren, I think this stick is a treasure..."

"Baby shit!"

Ren Tianfu said angrily: "At this time, you should be concerned about the safety of the palace master and the two elders, not this broken wooden stick! Return the wooden stick to the stall owner!"

Fang Bai shook his head firmly.

"you……"

Ren Tian was so lucky that he smiled, pointed at Fang Bai, and said in a tone of disdain: "We have placed high hopes on you in vain and focused on cultivating you! How can you lead Lingxu Palace in the future if you are so ignorant of the overall situation and ignorant of the general situation?"

Fang Bai didn't want to fall out with Ren Tianfu, but the stick in his hand was very important to him. Now that he saw it, he couldn't give it away.

"Little brother, Yang Fei, the core disciple of Danding Pavilion, this stick may be the rhizome of some kind of elixir. I want to take it back and give it to the alchemist in the pavilion to refine the elixir. How about you give it to me? Even if I, Yang Fei, owe you a favor!"

The middle-aged warrior suppressed the anger in his heart and said to Fang Bai in a solemn voice.

At this time, the stall owner also had some doubts, and said to himself: "Did I make a mistake? That inconspicuous stick turned out to be an extraordinary treasure? Otherwise, why would this Danding Pavilion disciple be so eager to get it? "

After Yang Fei, the core disciple of Danding Pavilion, finished speaking, he fixed his gaze on Fang Bai and thought to himself that I have done my best to be so polite. If you don't know what is right, don't blame me for being ruthless! On the surface, I can't do anything to you, but secretly, I have 11,100,000 ways to punish you!

"My disciple Fang Bai from the outer courtyard of Lingxu Palace, I like this stick very much. How about you give it to me? I, Fang Bai, owe you a favor!"

Fang Bai smiled "haha" and almost repeated what Yang Fei said just now.

"Click..."

There was a clear crack of joints, and Yang Fei clenched his fist.

"Fang Bai, right? Very good! I remember you!"

Yang Fei didn't argue with Fang Bai anymore. He gave Fang Bai a cold look, left these words, turned around and walked away.