Chapter 499: The Deal of the Crimson Ancient Scorpion

Yang Qingxuan glanced at the things he placed. They were all low-end materials and some spiritual plants, which were not valuable.

In the Xutian ancient battlefield, there are deserts everywhere, and there are very few green spaces. So many spiritual plants can be collected, most of them entered some kind of canyon, "Where did you find these mysterious wood thorns? Add five thousand spirit stones."

The stall owner rolled his eyes and said with an apologetic smile: "Add ten thousand, that place is a treasure land, and there are many black trees and thorns."

There was a slight displeasure between Ziyuan's eyebrows, and she said, "Why are you so greedy? These things are only worth 10,000 in total. Qingxuan gave you 25,000, which is already very generous."

The stall owner was a little embarrassed, smiled sarcastically, and said, "Okay, deal." Then he wrote down the spatial coordinates of the canyon.

After Yang Qingxuan handed over the spirit stone, he put the mysterious wood and thorns into the star ring and placed it in front of the ancient crimson scorpion.

The reason why he was interested in these mysterious wood thorns was because he sensed the breath fluctuations of the ancient scorpion, and seemed to want these thorns very much.

Sure enough, when the crimson ancient scorpion saw these thorns, its eyes glowed green immediately, and it pounced on it, bit into its mouth, and ate it up after a few bites. .

Yang Qingxuan burst into pain, and cursed: "I ate my 25,000 spirit stones in one go, how can you have so much money for you to eat? Wait until I go to the canyon and see if I can find more. It would be great if you can plant a piece of it in the star ring, and it can supply you with unlimited food."

The ancient scorpion seemed to understand, knowing that there were no thorns to eat, immediately became disappointed, made a slight sound, and then lay down on the ground again, returning to its immortal state.

But Yang Qingxuan felt that Gu Xie's aura was stronger, although it was a very slight change, but it was very clear.

"It turns out that it can make a living by eating blackwood thorns. If only the confinement place of the academy is still there, the endless blackwood thorns are enough for him to eat."

Yang Qingxuan thought to himself, and suddenly there was a thought in his heart. As soon as a thought came up, he heard Hua Jieyu's voice, "I know what you are thinking. I did get those mysterious wood thorns over. After seeing a few plants, I thought it was interesting and transplanted them. As for whether they can be cultivated in the star ring, it is hard to say. After all, the space of mustard seeds cannot survive life, and we can only wait because of the ancient contract. In the star ring."

Yang Qingxuan was rather disappointed, and said: "We'll wait until we get the roots of this thing, I hope there is a way, otherwise I'll be poor and crazy just to feed this ancient scorpion."

Hua Jieyu frowned, and said, "Don't be too kind. Raise a dog that only eats and doesn't work. If it still refuses to submit to you, I suggest killing it as soon as possible, and it can be sold for a good price."

In the other star ring, the ancient scorpion stood up suddenly, and a violent aura came from it. The whole body exuded a powerful barren air. The poisonous tail hung upside down in the sky, and the green light in his eyes was shining, as if looking directly from the space he was in. , to express their strong protest.

Hua Jieyu naturally sensed it, sneered, and said, "Look, this bastard can understand human speech, and has been pretending to be stupid all the time. You are still in the stage of hanging silk, and you can't eat enough for yourself, let alone feed you. For such honor."

Yang Qingxuan kept nodding, with a thoughtful expression, and said: "That makes sense, I'll think about it."

The ancient scorpion was even more hairy, and let out a deep roar, and circles of light radiated from the tail needle, spreading in all directions, as if it was about to attack at any time.

Not only did Yang Qingxuan and Hua Jieyu's expressions change suddenly, even Ziyuan who was beside him seemed to sense something, looked at the ring in Yang Qingxuan's hand with wide eyes, and said in a daze, "That ancient scorpion..."

Yang Qingxuan raised his hand, motioned her to keep quiet, and said, "It's okay."

Immediately, a wave of green dragon power emerged from the star ring, hovering in the sky, its huge body almost occupied the entire sky, and the huge dragon head poked out, staring at the ancient scorpion coldly.

The ancient scorpion stagnated, and the manic energy seemed to freeze, and it was quite afraid to lie dormant on the ground, not daring to move.

One dragon and one scorpion confronted each other like this, and after a while, they released their auras from each other and returned to normal. The ancient scorpion continued to lie on the ground, but it didn't have that lazy look of pretending to be dead, and its green eyes flickered. As if thinking of something.

Suddenly, a man's voice sounded in Yang Qingxuan's mind, dry and blunt, calling him, "Yang Qingxuan."

Yang Qingxuan froze for a moment, quite surprised, and suspiciously swept the star ring with his divine sense, and landed on the ancient scorpion.

"Yes, I am talking to you. Although it is just a simple exchange of spiritual consciousness, there is a contract between you and me. It is very easy to do this."

The green light in the ancient scorpion's eyes was flickering, and the breath on his body was also a little disordered.

After Yang Qingxuan was surprised, he directly transmitted the sound with his spiritual sense, and said, "I'm listening."

That Gu Xie said in a deep voice: "I want to make a deal with you."

"trade?"

Yang Qingxuan smiled hoarsely, and said, "Are you here to join in the fun of opening Xiaofang City these days? Do you want to sell your scorpion shell or inner alchemy?"

The Crimson Ancient Scorpion let out a deep growl, and said angrily: "Damn humans! Millions of years ago, they were just slave-like races, and now they dare to surpass us!"

The smile on Yang Qingxuan's face faded, his eyes turned cold, and he said: "Pay attention to your words, a million years ago was a million years ago, and now is now. I don't care how awesome the Desolate Race was before, but now it's not the one who makes you It's the Middle Ages, and the times are constantly rolling forward. Survival of the fittest and survival of the fittest. Besides, you are just a wild animal raised by the wild tribe. Where is your dignity? Lai has lived for a million years, and you still have this kind of IQ. I'm a bit regretful, why did I accept such a fool like you."

Crimson Ancient Scorpion was stunned by his scolding, and couldn't recover.

But the green eyes flickered fiercely, which showed that his heart was extremely restless, and he recovered slowly after a while.

"Okay, even if you're right, I won't argue with you. I just want to make a deal with you now. If you give me a hundred catties of black wood and thorns every day, I can help you once a day, but it won't accumulate."

Crimson Ancient Scorpion held his breath and said slowly.

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback and almost cursed, "One hundred catties? Do you think it's sand? The ones you ate just now cost less than thirty catties, and they cost twenty-five thousand spirit stones. This is still the street stall price. If you go The chamber of commerce buys it, at least fifty thousand or more, supplying one hundred catties of black wood and thorns, and about two hundred thousand spirit stones. You will eat me two hundred thousand a day, so you can just suck my blood!"