Emperor of Nine Suns

"This crazy-blooded black panther has a condensed blood and profound cultivation... These spiritual beasts are only initially infected with the evil spirit of fire and can be easily recovered. If you sell it, you can contribute at least 40,000 points per head... This You’re going to make a lot of money next time!”

The one-eyed man nodded repeatedly.

"Hehe, we all make the same profit from doing business with Mr. Duan! Twenty-five thousand contribution points per head, there are six in total here... This is 150,000 contribution points, and I won't bargain anymore!"

The one-eyed man finally took out a crystal jade plaque and threw it to Duan Ji. With one big hand, he put several lopsided spiritual beast mounts on the ground into the storage ring, and then raised his hand to Duan Ji.

"If Mr. Duan still has goods in the future, keep looking for me and visit me often!"

"No problem!" The old man in black nodded, and saw the one-eyed man grinning and disappearing as soon as he turned around.

This one-eyed guy... has such advanced cultivation!

A strange light flashed across Chu Chen's pupils. The one-eyed man seemed a bit wretched, but in fact he was extremely advanced.

When he appeared, Chu Chen could hardly see where he came from. When he left, he turned around and disappeared. This speed alone was shocking enough.

It seems that this Duan Ji and the one-eyed man are really not simple...

Chu Chen was surprised by the two people's cultivation, while the others were speechless when they saw this scene.

This old man in black is really good at business! The mount bought with 5,000 contribution points is resold for 25,000. This can no longer be summed up by the word "black heart". This guy is simply crazy about making money!

"Hey, little brother, I think your donkey is quite good. Are you interested in taking action?"

After completing the transaction with the one-eyed man, the old man in black walked directly to Chu Chen and glanced at Wangcai, who had his head drooped and weak, and a dazzling light suddenly flashed across his eyes.

"Haha... I'm sorry, I'm just a donkey. I can't stand on the stage."

Chu Chen's lips curled up slightly, "Wangcai fell in love with me at first sight, so I don't intend to sell it."

"It's called Wangcai? What a good name, hahaha..."

After being rejected by Chu Chen, the old man in black didn't take it seriously at all.

He smiled and nodded, "It doesn't matter. We have plenty of time. If you want to sell this black donkey anytime, just come to me and I will definitely give you a satisfactory price."

"Why did this old guy fall in love with that skinny black donkey? Could it be that his old eyesight is dim?"

Some people in the crowd murmured slightly when they saw this scene. To be honest, many people felt unhappy when they saw that Duan Ji had made five times the price just by changing hands, especially those who sold their mounts at low prices. What made him even more angry was that this guy was so blatantly evil, which was really annoying.

In fact, among all the people present, if there is any mount that is the most powerful and eye-catching, it is the tall one-horned golden-scaled beast in the crowd.

It was a mount that looked like a lion, but not a lion, not a tiger, not a tiger. It was tall and muscular, with shiny fur, and its body was covered with a layer of golden scales that shone with dazzling light.

The most miraculous thing is that this kind of spiritual beast has a three-foot-long golden horn on its head. At first glance, it looks like it is made of gold. It has a metallic luster and faintly emanates to the surroundings. Waves of extremely powerful fluctuations.

The one-horned golden-scaled beast is the ultimate spiritual beast mount that the monk world dreams of. This spiritual beast contains a trace of the blood of the ancient divine beast Qilin, so it is unmatched. Qilin is the most powerful beast in ancient times, along with true dragons and phoenixes. The king of divine beasts, so this golden-scaled unicorn inherently contains a hint of unicorn power, and has an innate suppression of other spiritual beasts.

Sitting on the back of the golden-scaled unicorn was a handsome young man. He was wearing a golden robe, tall and tall, and his face was extremely handsome with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes.

Although he was just sitting on the back of his mount without any movement, he naturally exuded a sharp and sharp aura!

It seems that the person sitting on the back of the golden-scaled unicorn is not a person, but a peerless sharp sword!

A strong swordsman, this guy is a strong swordsman!

A flash of light flashed across Chu Chen's eyes. The young man in gold robe gave him a very sharp and sharp feeling. This breath was the unique "sword spirit" of the swordsman monks. He had seen it in Qi Fei before. So it can be seen at a glance.

In addition to the extremely sharp sword aura, this young man naturally exudes a noble and domineering aura from his bones that can only be possessed by someone who has been in a high position for a long time. It is obvious that he has a very high status and is a pampered aristocratic son all the year round.

There are four middle-aged men dressed as bodyguards beside the young man in gold robe. These four are actually very strong monks. Their eyes are full of murderous intent, and their auras are as powerful as prisons, like hidden storms. As thick as a volcano.

"Haha, don't look at this donkey, which is very thin and sick, and looks like a loser. In fact, it is a top-quality mount. Seeing that this young man is a disciple of the Medicine Palace, you know that he will definitely not do it for no reason. He took such a risk by riding such a rubbish mount into the fire pit."

Duan Ji seemed to have heard the murmurs of others, and he smiled without getting angry. However, after hearing his words, the expressionless young man in gold robe who was sitting on the back of the golden-scaled unicorn couldn't help but open his eyes, and said calmly. He glanced at Chu Chen, and a disdainful light flashed across his dark and crystal-clear pupils:

"Hmph, the Medicine Palace is nothing, it's just a false name! Those Medicine Palace disciples only know how to burn furnaces and refine medicine all day long, how much can they accomplish! My Sword Palace is the number one palace in the world!"

The cold voice exuded a chilling chill like beads falling on a jade plate. The golden-robed young man's eyes were stern, as if he didn't even pay attention to Chu Chen, a disciple of the Medicine Palace.

After hearing this, the four guards around him quickly agreed: "Master Jian is right, the so-called Medicine Palace is just a medicine refining shop, how can it be compared with my Sword Palace!"

"The disciples of the Medicine Palace are just relying on their ability to refine some elixirs. If we really want to fight, one of the disciples of the Sword Palace can beat ten of them!"

"Of course, there is no force in the world that dares to challenge our Sword Palace! We are the most lethal among the many forces!"

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This guy is actually a disciple of Sword Palace!

Chu Chen was really surprised at this time. Swordsman monks have always been the most powerful line of attack and lethality among all the monks. They are known as the first in instant kill, first in attack, and first in attack speed. They have always been the most powerful. The toughest opponent.