Chapter 968 Sword Pearl

Wang Xingxing took out two low-grade spiritual stones, handed them to Chen Mo and said: "Senior, you are an expert in this world, you don't have to care about other people's opinions, and I believe you will not covet these two low-grade spiritual stones from me."

"Thank you."

Chen Mo was not polite. When he accepted Wang Xingxing's low-grade spiritual stone, the eyes of everyone in the room were full of disdain, indifference, and even more condescending. Even Zhou Yu looked down on Chen Mo.

No matter how poor he, Zhou Yu, was, he would not eat soft rice and take low-grade spiritual stones from women.

Fan Ruhai's expression darkened, and he looked at Chen Mo with disdain, "Manager Wang, if you gave these two low-grade spiritual stones to him, are you not afraid that a meat bun will beat a dog, and you will never come back?"

"Mr. Fan, I believe in his character." Wang Xingxing raised the corner of his mouth and evoked a huge smile.

She knew that Chen Mo had the God Transformation Pill, which was very valuable. She was definitely lucky to be on good terms with Chen Mo with two low-grade spiritual stones. Besides, Chen Mo was also a strong God Transformation person.

Others made trouble for Chen Mo like this and looked down on him, which was simply short-sighted.

Fan Ruhai stopped trying to persuade Wang Xingxing. Next, he was very curious. If Chen Mo bought the Sky Sword and then found that the Sky Sword looked like garbage, he would not know if he would hit the wall.

However, with Chen Mo's current face, Zhao Hao would live in an ignoble existence even if the world collapsed.

Let this kind of person go!

Zhou Yu's eyes were fixed on the spirit stones in Chen Mo's hand. His breathing quickened, his energy and blood surged, and with lightning speed, he snatched away two low-grade spirit stones with his right hand.

"The goods have been shipped and will not be returned or exchanged." Zhou Yu smiled proudly, as if he had taken a big advantage.

When he looked at Chen Mo, his eyes were full of disdain.

"Alas, this man is stupid and has little money, and there is no cure." Everyone shook their heads, feeling that Chen Mo was brushing off their knowledge.

It's just a piece of scrap metal, but the real deal is successful.

A pretty boy is just a pretty boy. Without a broad vision, he will never become a great person.

Chen Mo touched the Sky Sword with a calm expression. He couldn't wait to check the sword slot with his right hand and surveyed with his spiritual consciousness. Suddenly, the Sky Sword clicked and fell into pieces. The iron block fell to the ground, making a mess.

"this……!"

There was a sudden strange noise, and everyone looked suspiciously, but also a little relieved.

Sure enough, Fan Ruhai was right. The Qingtian Sword was made of scrap metal. Chen Mo had just bought it and before he could use it, the sword broke into pieces on the spot and became a scrap.

"Okay now, I don't think he can repay the two low-grade spiritual stones."

"Hehe, it's just two low-grade spirit stones. Isn't it a joke that you said he can't repay them? Don't forget that he is a pretty boy. He doesn't have spirit stones, so he can squeeze them out of women."

Everyone was talking loudly, and veins popped up on Chi Dao's face who had just arrived. What a pretty boy, he and Wang Xingxing were a couple, but the current situation did not allow Chi Dao to debate, otherwise it would cause more misunderstandings.

Wang Xingxing's cheeks were a little unnatural, and his eyes were slightly averted. He suddenly looked at Chen Mo's hands and saw a crystal clear bead, filled with the ultimate sword power.

"Is this a sword bead?" Wang Xingxing exclaimed in surprise, attracting others' attention.

In an instant, Chen Mo looked dazzling. The bead in his hand was as big as an eyeball. The bead seemed to have endless sword power, bringing an invisible pressure to this space.

"The sword bead? I thought it was worthless." Chen Mo grinned, clasped his fingers together, and held the sword bead tightly. As the name suggests, the sword bead contains sword energy and can unleash terrifying attacks against the enemy.

Generally speaking, there are strong and weak sword beads. A strong sword bead often requires a strong swordsman to put his own sword energy into the sword bead and fuse it to become an attackable treasure.

Fan Ruhai reacted quickly. He didn't care too much and stepped in front of Chen Mo.

"Little brother, can you show me the sword bead in your hand?" Fan Ruhai tried his best to lower his tone and continued: "In my estimation, the sword bead in your hand is probably a treasure from ancient times. , should be worth some spiritual stones."

Some spiritual stones were what Fan Ruhai expected, and he did not dare to boast about them.

Before the sword bead is explored clearly, if it blows up, it will be him, Fan Ruhai, who gets slapped in the face.

Just like just now, Fan Ruhai said that the Qingtian Sword was worthless. He never thought that the sword slot of the Qingtian Sword actually contained a sword bead. This was definitely a slap in Fan Ruhai's face. "Can."

Chen Mo did not hesitate and spread his palms. Fan Ruhai looked seriously and looked directly at the beads in Chen Mo's hand. After careful observation, he came to a shocking conclusion.

The sword bead is a treasure left behind by a powerful person who transformed into a god. If this is the case, then the sword bead in Chen Mo's hand can easily kill the cultivator under the form of a god.

At this moment, Fan Ruhai looked at Chen Mo, his eyes flashing with greed. The sword bead made by the powerful man who transformed into gods was definitely a life-protecting treasure for him.

Therefore, Fan Ruhai said against his will: "Little brother, the sword beads in your hand have lost their spirituality due to the age. So be it! It's not easy to remember you. For the sake of Manager Wang, I will personally offer you four low-grade spiritual stones to buy them. Put down the sword beads in your hand."

"Just four low-grade spiritual stones?" Chen Mo looked directly at Fan Ruhai and felt guilty for a moment when he saw Fan Ruhai.

Gritting his teeth, Fan Ruhai spread his fingers and said, "This number cannot be more."

"Five low-grade spiritual stones?" Chen Mo smiled playfully, "Mr. Fan, the price you gave is a bit deceptive. Are you sure you can buy the sword bead in my hand with five spiritual stones?"

"Hmm...!" Fan Ruhai's face turned red, and he had an intuition in his heart that Chen Mo was an older fox than him.

If it were anyone else, trading two low-grade spiritual stones for five low-grade spiritual stones would not be an instant deal.

But Chen Mo seems to have decided on Fan Ruhai, knowing that the sword beads can be sold at a sky-high price.

Chen Mo has the consciousness of the realm of gods, so he can naturally see the extraordinary nature of the sword beads.

Fan Ruhai's attempt to deceive and deceive was like using a machete in front of Guan Gong, which was extremely ridiculous.

"This guy is so scary."

Witnessed Chen Mo finding the sword bead in the Qingtian Sword, and then talking and laughing with Fan Ruhai freely.

Everyone once again reviewed their knowledge of Chen Mo and felt that Chen Mo was not that simple.

He may be pretending to be crazy, but he is also a man of unparalleled wisdom.

"I won't sell the Qingtian Sword. I'll return the two low-grade spiritual stones to you." Friday shouted.

He wants to exchange the low-grade spiritual stone in his hand for the sword beads of the Qingtian Sword, so that the Qingtian Sword can return to its original owner.

It's a pity that Chen Mo would agree to him.

"Boy, the Qingtian Sword is my family heirloom. Now that you have broken it, I don't ask you to compensate. But if you don't return the sword beads in your hand to me, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Zhou Yu is not a fool. With his identity as Fan Ruhai, ordinary treasures can be discerned by him. This proves that the value of the sword beads is limitless.

Zhou Yu risked his life for the spirit stone.

The goods have been shipped and will not be returned or exchanged.

This sentence had long been forgotten by Zhou Yu.