Chapter 214 Bubucheng

"How can it be!"

Yan Jiuqin's eyes were blood red, full of disbelief and jealousy.

Seven Dao Wen is already considered a genius level in Luotian Territory.

It was obvious that Fang Chen's move just now was not a fluke, he did have the strength.

Yan Jiuqin's expression was gloomy, but he knew that he was definitely no match for Fang Chen, and staying here would only make him look embarrassed.

"Just wait for me!"

After putting down the cruel words, he left in embarrassment.

When other people saw this, they naturally stopped watching and left one after another.

"A guy who bullies the weak and fears the strong."

Zhao Shimai hummed, and then said to Fang Chen: "Fang Chen, leave him alone, otherwise he won't dare to trouble you again. You'd better try this glazed spirit tempered crystal first."

Fang Chen thought for a moment and finally shook his head.

"never mind."

Since the Yan family has no good opinion of him, he will not shamelessly use the Yan family's treasures.

Although this glass spirit tempered crystal is a rare opportunity, it is not to the point where Fang Chen must use it.

He has a lot of body refining resources, no worse than this glass spirit tempering crystal.

If anything, Chance here doesn't want to spend his own resources.

"It's okay, they don't dare do anything to you as long as I'm here." Zhao Shimai said.

Fang Chen still shook his head and said: "Take me to Bubu City to see it."

"All right."

Seeing Fang Chen's determination, Zhao Shimai said nothing more.

The two of them left Liuli Land and headed towards Bu Bu City.

Just after they left Liuli Land, Yan Jiuqin stared at the direction the two left with a gloomy expression.

"Master, you can't just let this guy go. Only you, Master, are worthy of Miss Maier!"

Said a bitch.

"You don't have to say it!"

Yan Jiuqin kicked him away and said through gritted teeth: "Mai'er! You can only be mine! No one can take it away! Even if I destroy you, I will never let you fall to anyone else. In hand!"

The two came to Bubu City again and wandered around the bustling city.

Zhao Shimai said: "Let's go to Shenbao Street first. There are all kinds of treasures there. But it's best to just take a look. There is a mix of good and bad people there. Ninety percent of the things are fake and only ten percent are real. But if you want to buy some If you want real treasures, go to the Shenbao Pavilion at the end of Shenbao Street. There are high-level treasures inside, and you can guarantee that the items are absolutely real.”

Fang Chen nodded and said, "Let's go take a look."

Soon we came to Shenbao Street. There were many more people here than other places. There were all kinds of treasures in the stalls on both sides of the street. It could be said that everything was available.

The streets were noisy and the bargaining was loud.

The two walked into the street. Because the people around them were too crowded, they got very close to each other, and their shoulders touched each other from time to time.

Fang Chen didn't pay attention to this, but Zhao Shimai's face was slightly red and a little shy.

But she didn't reject it, and even liked shopping with Fang Chen.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Fang Chen looked at a stall, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

There was a dragon statue carved from white jade on the stall that caught his attention. He just felt some divine power from it.

The next moment, his soul demon eyes opened and looked at the dragon statue.

Immediately, I discovered that although the appearance of the Shenlong statue was ordinary white jade, there was a broken scale inside, which was obviously related to the Shenlong.

Although it is just a fragmented dragon scale, the divine power contained in it is needed by many people.

Divine power can remove some evil spirits from a monk's body. If absorbed, it can also purify one's own spiritual power, making it more pure.

Of course, the blood of the Sword God can also do the same.

And this incomplete scale is equivalent to a drop of the sword god's blood.

"How can I sell this statue?"

Despite this, Fang Chen still wanted to buy it and go back to study it carefully.

The stall owner is an old man who immediately greets customers with a smile when he sees them coming.

He said: "This statue costs fifty spiritual stones."

"Fifty spiritual stones"

Fang Chen thought for a while, and the white jade statue on the surface was naturally not worth the price.

But the scales of the divine dragon inside are infinitely greater.

"good."

When he was about to take out the spiritual stones to pay, a man in brocade clothes came forward and said proudly: "Wait a minute, I want this statue. I will pay you seventy spiritual stones."

Fang Chen's expression turned cold.

Zhao Shimai said angrily: "We took a fancy to this statue first."

The man in brocade sneered: "Have you achieved it? It's yours? The one who pays the price gets it, do you understand?"

Then he looked at the old man and said calmly: "Wrap this statue for me."

The old man said hesitantly: "This statue was indeed chosen only for the young master."

"I will give you one hundred spiritual stones." The man in brocade said calmly.

When the old man heard the price, he looked at Fang Chen apologetically: "I'm sorry, young master, I'm in business, and the one who pays the price gets it."

The man in brocade clothes looked at Fang Chen with a sneer: "You can't afford it with only a hundred spirit stones? Don't imitate others who lead a girl around to show off, which is embarrassing."

When Fang Chen heard this, he instantly understood that the two of them were in love together, just to raise the price.

Seeing that Fang Chen didn't say anything, Zhao Shimai thought he had no money, so he said, "It's just a hundred spiritual stones. Who doesn't have it? Me!"

She was about to bid, but was stopped by Fang Chen.

"Mai'er, there's no need to increase the price. Since they want to sell it to themselves, let them play by themselves. Let's go."

After saying that, he took Zhao Shimai and left directly.

The old man and the man in brocade clothes looked gloomy when they saw this.

Their deception is usually very effective, especially for those men with women. It is normal to raise the price several times or even dozens of times for the sake of face.

"Young master, don't go. I am still very principled in doing business. Fifty spirit stones is fifty spirit stones. I will sell this statue to you!" The old man said hurriedly.

"Deal."

Fang Chen did not refuse, threw the fifty spirit stones over and took the dragon statue.

"Hehe."

Seeing that the dust had settled, the man in brocade clothes suddenly sneered: "What a fool, a piece of white jade bought with mortal money, slightly carved, and actually spent fifty spirit stones to buy it, it is really stupid."

The old man said flatteringly: "Boss is really amazing, a piece of broken jade was actually regarded as a treasure by a fool."

"Isn't this Mr. Mu? He is Mu Yiling, the young master of the Shenbao Street Appraisal Gang."

The people around saw Fang Chen being fooled, not only did they not sympathize, but they gloated over his misfortune.

"You guys!"

Zhao Shimai finally came to his senses at this time. It turned out that these two people were in the same group.

Fang Chen looked at Zhao Shimai speechlessly. It turned out that you only saw it now?

He didn't plan to say much. These people were short-sighted and self-righteous, so let them continue.

"Young friend, I wonder if I can see your statue."

An old figure walked out of the crowd and asked the statue in Fang Chen's hand.

Fang Chen glanced at the old man and nodded: "Of course I can."

"Why? Old thing, you are so interested in the things taken out from mortals. I have a lot here, fifty spirit stones are optional." Mu Yiling said with a sneer.

The old man glanced at Mu Yiling and said lightly: "I have been looking at treasures in the Shenbao Pavilion for nearly a hundred years. Whether it is a good thing or not, you don't need to teach me."

At this time, someone also recognized the identity of the old man.

"Oh my god! Isn't this Master Zhuang Mao?"

"Really! There are not many things that Master Zhuang Mao can take a fancy to. Is this statue really a treasure?"

Everyone was talking.

"Treasure?"

Mu Yiling's face froze, his eyes full of disbelief. How could something he casually collected from a mortal be a treasure?

But Zhuang Mao's next words made him stunned.

Zhuang Mao said to Fang Chen: "My dear friend, can you sell this statue to me? I am willing to pay 5,000 spirit stones."