Chapter 2539 Red Blood Star Stone*1

No wonder Jun Ruohuan was anxious, Xiao Fan actually spent 200,000 high-grade divine stones on something that even ten thousand high-grade divine stones were too expensive, which was equivalent to 20 million mid-grade divine stones.

So many middle-grade sacred stones are definitely a great wealth for Shura Palace.

The middle-aged man quickly took the Qiankun Ring and glanced at it. His eyes were filled with joy. Two hundred thousand high-grade sacred stones came so easily.

Seeing that Xiao Fan was so generous, could it be that he had met a member of a big family?

And such a person is obviously not someone he can offend.

"Brother, all the stuff in my stall is absolutely genuine. If you look at other items, I'll give you a discount on whatever you like!" the middle-aged stall owner put away the Qiankun Ring and looked at Xiao Fan with a smile.

"Okay!" Xiao Fan nodded, and then started searching at the stall at will. After a moment, his eyes fell on the blood-colored stone again and said, "What kind of stone is this?"

"Brother, you have good eyesight. This stone, called the Divine Fire Cloud Stone, is an excellent material for refining the divine medicine cauldron. If you like it, I will give you a discount of 200,000 yuan for the high-grade divine stone that originally cost 400,000. How about a top-grade sacred stone?" the stall owner explained quickly.

Hearing what the stall owner said, Xiao Fan felt a little regretful. Originally, he thought the stall owner knew the stone, but now it seems that he doesn't know it at all.

If he knew it, he would definitely offer more than 200,000 yuan for a high-grade divine stone, because this stone is not a divine fire cloud stone at all.

"Two hundred thousand is too expensive. Besides, you quoted half a million for that thing just now, and finally gave me two hundred thousand, which was a 40% discount, but now you are giving me a 50% discount. Is this the discount you are talking about? "Xiao Fan snorted coldly.

If it weren't for the fear that the stall owner would recognize the origin of the stone, Xiao Fan would not buy the broken sword at all. As Jun Ruohuan said, the broken sword is only worth 10,000 divine stones at most.

The middle-aged stall owner was embarrassed for a while but speechless. However, he remained calm on the surface and said: "Brother, to tell you the truth, I picked up this stone from outside the Emperor's Blood Cliff. Brother, I almost missed it." Even my life is on the line, it can’t be lowered any lower.”

"Did you pick it up outside the Emperor's Blood Cliff?" Jun Ruohuan sneered and said, "I wonder if it's Xiang Nantian or Ye Sansheng."

The middle-aged stall owner's face turned red, but he didn't know what Jun Ruohuan meant. "As far as I know, within a year, the only people who can reach the Emperor's Blood Cliff are the top ten in the military merit list. You said you picked it up from the outside of the Emperor's Blood Cliff. So, you have already picked it up from the Emperor's Blood Cliff." Ya is back, it seems that you are better than Xiang Nantian and Ye Sansheng." Jun Ruohuan said in a strange tone

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"I..." The middle-aged stall owner blushed but was speechless. "Your Excellency, when you open the door to do business, don't think that my young master is a fool." Jun Ruohuan sneered, "Besides, there are countless cracks on the top of this divine fire cloud stone, which will greatly hinder the refining of the divine medicine cauldron. According to me, Look, the maximum is only 20,000 high-grade divine stones. We can give you 50,000. You already deserve it.

Happy. "

"Okay." Xiao Fan waved his hand, drank to Jun Ruohuan and said: "Fifty thousand high-grade sacred stones, no two prices, naturally I will not take back the words I have said."

The middle-aged man pondered for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay, open the door and do business, fifty thousand is fifty thousand."

Xiao Fan then smiled with satisfaction, waved his hand, and the blood-colored stone suddenly disappeared, and at the same time he threw out a Qiankun Ring, like a playboy.

"Second Young Master, right here!" At this moment, a flattering voice suddenly sounded. When he turned around, he saw several people walking towards this side quickly.

Xiao Fan and others made way out of the way, glanced at those people, turned around and prepared to leave. When they came to Wanluo City, they only wanted to find out about Nangong Xiaoxiao, not to cause trouble.

However, when Jun Ruohuan's eyes fell on one of those people, a ray of light burst out from the depths of his eyes.

"Why, do you know them?" Xiao Fan saw Jun Ruohuan's doubts and turned around to ask.

"Sir, the man in the purple shirt is Yun Yixi who is chasing Brother Nangong!" Jun Ruohuan said through the voice message.

"Oh?" Xiao Fan's eyes were slightly cold, but he hid it well. In his eyes, if there were no other accidents, Yun Yixi was destined to be a dead person.

Xiao Fan would never let go of anyone who dared to kill his brother.

Xiao Fan looked up and saw a young man in a purple shirt leading him. He was as handsome as jade and his long hair was flying in the wind, giving people a very ethereal feeling.

"Stall owner, where is the sacred fire cloud stone you placed here?" One of Yun Yixi's subordinates came to the stall owner and asked in a deep voice.

There was an anxious look on his face, as if he was afraid that Yun Yixi would be angry.

"Sold." The middle-aged stall owner replied nonchalantly.

"What, you sold it?" The subordinate's voice suddenly became several dozen decibels louder, "Didn't you say you would wait for me to go back to get the sacred stone? Is this how you keep your word in business?"

"I haven't broken my promise after waiting for you for several hours." The middle-aged stall owner frowned and said with some displeasure: "Besides, the things belong to me, and I can sell them however I want."

"You!" The subordinate was furious and almost went crazy.

"Who did you sell it to?" At this time, Yun Yixi suddenly stepped forward, frowning and said: "I'm going to Yun Yixi, please give me some face."

"Yun Yixi again...are you Yun Yixi?" The middle-aged stall owner didn't take it seriously at first, but when he came to his senses, his whole body trembled violently.

Who is Yun Yixi? He is the ninth-ranked figure in the military merit list. Not to mention his strength, he is one of the best geniuses even among the major ancient domains.

The middle-aged stall owner trembled slightly, raised his head and looked not far away, pointed at Xiao Fan and said, "I sold it to him."

"How many sacred stones have you sold?" Yun Yixi glanced at Xiao Fan and saw that the person who bought the stones was still there. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at the middle-aged stall owner and asked.

"Five, fifty thousand high-grade sacred stones." The middle-aged stall owner was afraid from the bottom of his heart, and his words were trembling. He was afraid that Yun Yixi would cause trouble for him.

"Fifty thousand high-grade sacred stones? When you sold them to me, didn't you say you wanted two hundred thousand?" Yun Yixi's subordinate looked at the middle-aged stall owner angrily.

No wonder he was so angry. At that time, he had 100,000 high-grade sacred stones, but the stall owner insisted on asking for 200,000. He had no choice but to go back to find Yun Yixi.

But now, the middle-aged stall owner actually sold 50,000 high-grade gods to others. How could he not be angry?

The middle-aged stall owner lowered his head and said nothing. Naturally, he would not say that Xiao Fan spent 200,000 yuan to buy a broken sword worth only 10,000 high-grade sacred stones. If exchanged, the stone would be worth more than 200,000 high-grade sacred stones. .

Yun Yixi glanced at the middle-aged stall owner indifferently. He knew that it was useless to find the stall owner, so he immediately turned to look at Xiao Fan and said: "Brother, how about I pay you 200,000 yuan to buy the divine fire cloud stone in your hand? "

"Not for sale." Xiao Fan shook his head decisively.

"Huh?" Yun Yixi didn't expect that someone would reject her so resolutely. Her expression instantly turned evil, and then she stretched out five fingers and said, "Five hundred thousand!"

"Not for sale!"

There were still only two words to answer him. When the middle-aged stall owner heard this, he almost fell to the ground. Five hundred thousand high-grade sacred stones, and he sold them for fifty thousand?

"One million!" Yun Yixi stretched out another finger. Xiao Fan was dissatisfied with Yun Yixi's dominance and said impatiently: "If you think that the Red Blood Star Stone only requires one million high-grade divine stones, I will buy as much as you have on hand!"