In the rocky Gobi Desert, two figures rushed past, raising dust.

Looking closely, the two figures were two human warriors, with a good realm, one at the ninth level, and the other at a low-level martial artist.

These two were Qin Yi and Chen Xuan who had just left the Blood Mist Desert.

At this time, neither of them restrained their powerful auras, letting the auras drift and intimidating the beasts lurking around.

Once the beasts below the second-level top smelled their auras, they would definitely retreat and would not fight head-on and die.

As for the overlord beasts above the second level... they usually live in their own territory and rarely go out. As long as the luck is not too bad, it is very difficult for normal warriors to encounter them.

In the Xuantian Secret Realm, not counting the possible alien races, the strongest is the third-level overlord beast.

In short, the two did not encounter any danger along the way.

Originally, they could find the nearest space exit by running at full speed for a day and a night, but Chen Xuan always stopped halfway, picked some first-level or even inferior spiritual fruits, killed a few low-level exotic beasts, collected corpses, and had to fill his E-level storage bag to feel comfortable.

According to him, this inferior spiritual fruit can also be sold for thousands, which is equivalent to an ordinary person's monthly salary!

Qin Yi understood after listening that Chen Xuan was afraid of being poor. He finally had the strength of a martial artist, but his mentality was still stuck in the period of poverty at the bottom.

It's good that way. When people get rich all of a sudden, their mentality and personality may have problems. Let's take it slowly.

Qin Yi tightened the B-level storage bag on his waist and suppressed the urge to tell Chen Xuan how rich he was.

This B-level storage bag is full of Zerg corpses, the worst of which is the second-level Zerg, and he doesn't even look down on the first-level!

Converted into contribution or money, it is definitely a sky-high price, a sum that is enough for him to act recklessly and spend the sky-high price of a grandmaster.

Well, by the way, the kind of person who can support Chen Xuan

"Brother Yi, we are here!"

After traveling through the secret realm for almost two days, they finally arrived at their destination.

Looking at the black crack suspended in the air in front of him, Qin Yi subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief and walked in first.

Buzz - the scenes around him swayed like running water, gradually blurring, and finally his eyes went dark, and he felt a gravity pressing on him.

In less than a second, the gravity dissipated, and Qin Yi's vision slowly recovered, and he saw the light again. When he opened his eyes, what came into view was the crowded secret realm square, where thousands of warriors were queuing to enter the secret realm.

Are you... back?

No one came to check on me?

Qin Yi shook his head and waited for a while, but no staff came to check on him.

Aren't you afraid that I will be possessed by an alien race or parasitized by a plant or beast?

He frowned, raised his eyes and looked at the terrifying blood sword hanging in front of the space crack, and immediately understood.

I'm afraid that the"security check" of the return of human warriors has been quietly identified by the blood sword. It's over.

He looked around, and sure enough, he saw three staff members cleaning up a broken corpse in an open space a few hundred meters away.

The corpse was emitting a sharp sword energy!

Needless to say, this corpse must have had some trouble before it was alive. After returning, it was detected by the suspended blood sword and killed with one sword!

I have to say, it feels quite safe.

Swish!

At this moment, Chen Xuan also returned to the secret square through the space crack. He looked at the crowded square with an inexplicably sad look. He held a few tokens in his hand and sighed deeply.

These tokens should be the relics of his teammates.

Qin Yi patted him on the shoulder and didn't say much.

The one who could take Chen Xuan, a quasi-warrior, into the secret realm must be a very good friend. Now that he has died, it can only be said that things are impermanent.

Chen Xuan quickly adjusted his mood, walked out of sadness, and determination emerged in his eyes. He put away the tokens and followed Qin Yi back to the main hall of the secret bureau.

"Brother Yi, I will go register the information first and settle your task by the way."Chen Xuan's team had previously issued a rescue mission, which attracted Qin Yi's rescue.

Although only Chen Xuan was rescued, the rewards that should be settled still need to be settled.

""Okay, go ahead." Qin Yi nodded, and walked to a window to register his safe return.

Then, he touched his storage bag, ready to deal with the good things in the storage bag first.

Speaking of selling the corpses of exotic beasts, Qin Yi only knew two channels. One was to sell them on Wujie, which was similar to opening a store on Taobao and Bingxixi in his previous life. The advantage was that the price could be set by oneself, and only a small share had to be paid to the platform. The disadvantage was that one had to wait for buyers and the corpses might rot in one's hands.

The other channel was to sell them on the spot in the Secret Realm Bureau. The advantage was that one could sell them immediately and get contributions and money; the disadvantage was that the price was lower than the market price.

After much thought, Qin Yi decided to take out some of the second-level insect corpses to sell on the spot, and the remaining fine products would be put on Wujie for slow sale.

He took off his storage bag and was about to ask the front desk lady where to sell the insect corpses, but he suddenly heard shouting outside the hall, and then he shut up.

"We are buying the corpses of fierce beasts in large quantities. We only want the second-level ones, not the first-level ones. The price is fair, and we will buy as many as we can!!"

On the streets outside the Secret Realm Bureau, warriors often set up stalls to sell various spiritual objects, so it is not uncommon to see buyers.

"Take as many as you can? Interesting."

Qin Yi became interested and walked out of the hall. The first thing he saw was a fat man surrounded by people.

The fat man had a mustache, narrow features, and his eyes were like a slit, squinting, and his eyes were unclear.

He was wearing a suit, bloated, and a little funny. He kept shouting about his acquisition business.

The first time Qin Yi saw this fat man, a word popped into his mind

【Fatty but not greasy].

This fat man looks like an honest man, but he is probably very smart!

Although he looks funny, his cultivation is actually at the level of a mid-level martial artist.

Yes, if his cultivation is not good enough, how dare he come out to do business in person?

Qin Yi strode towards the fat man, squeezed through the crowd of fans, and came to the fat man.

Most of these onlookers were just watching the show, and they were average in strength, so it was impossible for them to sell the corpse of a second-level beast.

"You said the price is fair, how much is it? Give me a clear number."Qin Yi got straight to the point.

The fat man looked at Qin Yi for a moment, and seeing that he was only at the ninth level of warrior, he laughed in his heart, but answered seriously:"It depends on the integrity and freshness of the corpse. We have professional appraisers. If the quality is high enough, for a low-level second-level lord, I can offer three million, plus three thousand contribution points!"

"Or you can choose not to contribute and pay, and exchange for spiritual objects of equal value."

The fat man didn't think that a ninth-level warrior would have many second-level beasts in his hands. At best, he could only pick up one by luck. However, out of professional ethics, he would not offend anyone. Even if a prospective warrior came to ask for the price, he would still treat him with courtesy.

Three million yuan plus three thousand contribution points was indeed not a rip-off. This price was very fair.

Qin Yi had read the martial arts world and knew that a first-level spiritual fruit only cost a few hundred contribution points.

"I have the corpses of second-level fierce beasts, and the quantity is huge. You can take as many as you want. Can you really eat them all?" Qin Yi continued to ask.

Hearing this, the fat man was a little shocked. A mere ninth-level warrior was actually worried that he didn't have the strength to eat all the goods? Could it be that you, a ninth-level warrior, have a noble family background and are here to sell second-level fierce beasts for the family?

Impossible, noble families have special channels, how could they share profits with outsiders?

He bowed carefully and asked,"I don't know which family background you are from, little brother?"

Qin Yi shook his head and answered honestly,"I don't have any background, I'm just an ordinary person, but I happen to have a lot of second-level fierce beasts on my hands.

If you can really take them all, then I will sell them to you.

" You are just an ordinary person, and you are so arrogant? People who don't know would think you are a master!

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief and said happily,"Don't worry, little brother, I, Jin Fang, have never had anything I couldn't eat since I was a child!

"

"Come on, I'll take whatever you have. If you can't take it, I'll mortgage you the fifth-level spiritual fruit at my house at a premium!"

Five-level spiritual fruit?

This fat man is really a rich man!

Qin Yi's heart moved, and he laughed with the fat man.

This is what you said, so I won't be polite.

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