Chapter 1241: Exorbitant Price

Asking prices

Xu Sheng finally turned into a ball of pure energy and stayed in Zhang Xing's mind.

Waiting for Zhang Xing to slowly realize and refine.

But how did he know that Zhang Xing had already sold him.

"Little brother, can you let me see the bones of your hand?"

Master Chen almost pressed his eyes to the bones of his hand.

"Oh, let's take a look!"

The spiritual communication with Xu Sheng lasted only a moment, and no one noticed anything strange about Zhang Xing.

He generously handed the hand bone to Master Chen.

Master Chen felt as if he had found a treasure. He carefully placed the hand bone on the table with a soft white cloth underneath.

After more than ten minutes of inspection, Master Chen stopped.

He looked respectful, bowed three times to his palms, and murmured something like forgiveness.

"Master Chen, this is..."

Seeing his behavior, Mr. Li couldn't help but feel moved.

I felt something vaguely in my heart.

"Yes, this little brother is right, the hand bones belong to the saint!"

Master Chen was talking, but his eyes were staring at the bones of his hand without blinking.

There are various expressions in the eyes...

After a moment, he sighed and shook his head, that’s it! That’s it!

It’s not something you can’t force!

Putting down the greed in his heart, he held the hand bone in both hands and returned it to Zhang Xing respectfully.

"Little brother, you are not a mortal!"

After saying that, he turned his head suddenly and left here without any regrets.

The bones of a saint cannot be possessed by anyone without great virtue!

Master Chen put aside greed, but others could not.

"What's your name, brother?"

Young Master Li looked at the hand bones greedily.

"Zhang Xing."

Zhang Xing raised his hand bones and began to bow in all directions. Everyone had strange expressions on their faces, wondering what he was worshiping.

"Senior Xu Qingyan, don't worry, I will definitely find a successor for you who is both good in character and academics."

"Your hand bones are useless now, why not sell them to someone useful."

"Move your finger if you agree."

Zhang Xing said, cracking the bones of his hand a few times and moving the five fingers of the hand bones a few times.

"Senior is indeed a person who doesn't stick to trivial matters. I will definitely find a powerful buyer for you."

A strange move was completed.

Zhang Xing knew that a good show was about to take place.

"Oh! It turns out to be Mr. Zhang. I wonder if you can endure the pain and give me the sacred bones?"

Mr. Li held his fist politely.

"How can that be done? How can the bones of a saint be transferred? That is a crime of great disrespect!"

Zhang Xing's head shook like a rattle.

"Let's do this. I'll return 50 billion low-grade spiritual stones to you, and give you another 10 billion. What do you think?"

Mr. Li said with a smile.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang. This rough stone originally belonged to Mr. Li. If he gives you more spiritual stones, it does not count as a transfer."

Young Master Hong was there to help.

"The bones of a saint are priceless treasures. It would be inappropriate to use low-grade spiritual stones to measure them."

Zhang Xing said lightly.

When Young Master Li heard this, his heart moved. The low-grade spiritual stone was not suitable, so the middle-grade spiritual stone should be suitable.

"Oh! What Mr. Zhang said is absolutely true. How about 200 million medium-grade spiritual stones?"

He thought to himself that 200 million mid-grade spiritual stones could be exchanged for 20 billion low-grade spiritual stones.

It looks like there is a lot less, but in fact it is almost the same.

Middle-grade spiritual stones are not only currency in circulation, but also an important resource for warriors to practice.

Two hundred million middle-grade spiritual stones contain more spiritual energy than fifty billion low-grade spiritual stones.

Just a little bit more.

"I won't transfer it no matter how much middle-grade spiritual stone you give me."

Zhang Xing picked up the tea cup and drank the tea slowly.

Mr. Li took a look, "Damn it, you're trying to get too high-spirited and asking for a lot of money!"