Gods, Demons and Emperors

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into silence.

Immediately afterwards, gasps sounded from all directions.

Five thousand spirit stones! Fang Chen only spent fifty spiritual stones when he bought it! This is directly doubled by a hundred times!

Mu Yiling's face was full of disbelief: "Mr. Zhuang, you must have read it wrong. I got this from the mortal stall, how could it be worth five thousand spiritual stones!"

"madness."

Zhuang Mao rolled his eyes at Mu Yiling and said: "Although I don't know what's special about this statue, and it is indeed ordinary white jade. But the white jade actually contains a mysterious power, which is obviously caused by the inside of the white jade. It’s the cultivation of something that makes it so.”

"What?"

No one doubts Zhuang Mao's words. He is the belief of the appraisal community in Bubu City and has never made any mistakes in the past hundred years.

If he actually said that, then it was absolutely.

Mu Yiling felt like he was being taken advantage of. A treasure that could be sold for five thousand spirit stones was sold for fifty.

"I won't sell it! I'll give you back the fifty spiritual stones!"

He wants to get the statue back.

Zhuang Mao's expression turned cold for a moment, and he swatted away his outstretched hand and said coldly: "The rules of Shenbao Street are that if you pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand, the deal is concluded. No matter what happens to the things afterwards, neither party can regret it. What? What do you think? Are you going to break the rules of Shenbao Street?"

"I can not."

Mu Yiling said quickly, if you break the rules, you will no longer be able to hang out in Bubu City.

He could only stare at Fang Chen with hatred, it was all because of this bastard that he actually looked away.

Fang Chen ignored Mu Yiling. Faced with Zhuang Mao's asking price, he slowly shook his head: "Five thousand is too little. If you want, I can sell it, but the price is half a million spirit stones."

Everyone around was stunned. Five hundred thousand spirit stones? Go grab it! You only spent fifty spiritual stones to buy it! Now it’s a full 10,000 times more expensive!

When Mu Yiling heard this, he was immediately overjoyed.

This greedy bastard dared to raise the price with Zhuang Mao. He was really asking for his own death.

He said: "Boy! It's your blessing that Mr. Zhuang likes your things! How dare you raise the price openly! Mr. Zhuang! He is humiliating you."

Zhuang Mao also frowned slightly, feeling that Fang Chen was indeed pushing his limits a bit.

He said: "Little friend, you are going a little too far."

Zhao Shimai on the side said with his hands on his hips: "He said it's worth half a million, just half a million! Buy it if you like it!"

Naturally, she couldn't see anything special about this statue, but she was on Fang Chen's side, and she would definitely beat up anyone who dared to cause trouble.

Fang Chen smiled slightly and said, "I'll tell you what's inside, and you'll know whether it's worth the price."

"Did you see it, little friend?" Zhuang Mao's eyes lit up.

Fang Chen played with the statue and said lightly: "The appearance of this object is transparent and smooth, and there is a faint sacred atmosphere inside. There is something like a long line in the jade, and the swing is like a dragon swinging in the jade."

As Fang Chen talked more and more, Zhuang Mao's eyes became brighter and brighter, and then he thought of something.

"Don't tell me! It's inside!" He looked at Fang Chen excitedly.

Fang Chen smiled slightly and said: "Yes, it is a scale of the holy beast Shenlong inside. Although it is only a incomplete scale, it is worth half a million, which should be more than enough."

As he spoke, he clicked! He actually crushed the statue directly!

Suddenly, a fragment of dragon scales appeared in Fang Chen's hand, emitting a faint divine light. It was the divine dragon scales.

Everyone looked at this scene in shock. They didn't expect Fang Chen to guess so accurately! He even guessed that the dragon scales were incomplete!

Zhao Shimai looked at Fang Chen with admiration. She didn't expect that Fang Chen was not only strong, talented, intelligent, and experienced in combat, but he could even do appraisals so well!

After all, he is the man I like!

The same is true for Zhuang Mao. He can only guess that there is something inside this statue, but he doesn't know what it is.

But Fang Chen could tell the treasures inside by relying on the appearance of the statue. Although he could do it, his speed was definitely not as fast as Fang Chen's.

Fang Chen asked again: "Senior, is it worth half a million?"

"It's worth it! It's worth it!"

Zhuang Mao said without any hesitation.

To be honest, he made half a million. If this dragon scale was auctioned, it would be worth at least 600,000.

He took out five hundred thousand spiritual stones and said: "This is five hundred thousand spiritual stones, please accept it."

Fang Chen confirmed that the five hundred thousand spirit stones were correct, nodded and dismissed him.

"It's yours."

He handed over the dragon scale.

Although this dragon scale has divine power, it is not as good as a drop of his sword god's blood. It is better to exchange some spiritual stones for other resources.

Although he is extremely rich now, he is well aware of his situation. Although the Beast Control Sect has many resources, the body of gods and demons, which is like a bottomless pit, cannot satisfy it.

Zhuang Mao took the dragon scale and was overjoyed.

After putting it away properly, he said to Fang Chen: "Little friend, if you are willing, how about we go to the Shenbao Pavilion to talk about it?"

Fang Chen looked at Zhao Shimai, who nodded.

Seeing that Zhao Shimai agreed, Fang Chen nodded: "In that case, it's better to be respectful than to obey."

The three of them left and headed to Shenbao Pavilion.

As for Mu Yiling, the three of them didn't even take a second look.

Mu Yiling looked particularly ugly, especially when he felt the looks of clowns around him.

"Bastard! That's my money, I will definitely make you spit it out!"

He said secretly, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Shenbao Pavilion, fifth floor.

Zhuang Mao welcomed Fang Chen and the two in and said with a smile: "Little friend Fang, Miss Mai'er, sit down wherever you want."

"Thank you."

Fang Chen nodded and looked into the pavilion.

There are many treasures here, placed everywhere, which are very rare.

Fang Chen looked around, and with his soul-demon eyes, he could naturally see the power of these treasures, and couldn't help but admire them in his heart.

Seeing that Fang Chen had been looking at the treasures in the pavilion, Zhuang Mao felt a touch of pride on his face.

These treasures are the hard work of his half life.

He asked: "Little friend Fang, how about these treasures of mine?"

Fang Chen nodded and said: "They are all rare treasures, and many of them may even be extinct."

"oh?"

A bright light flashed in Zhuang Mao's eyes: "It seems that little friend Fang has little knowledge."

Fang Chen said: "I know a little bit."

The inheritance of the eighth-grade divine alchemist is not only the memory of the alchemy path, but also the various insights and experiences of this divine alchemist.

Although these treasures are precious and rare, Fang Chen can also point them out one by one.

Zhuang Mao pointed to a painting and asked, "I wonder if little friend Fang has any opinions on this painting."

Fang Chen looked at the painting. It was an ink landscape painting with a free and easy style and quite a sense of beauty.

But this is just the surface.

He said: "The painting style of this painting is free and unrestrained, and it is quite artistic. But this is just the surface. There is a cave in this painting, but it is not a blessed place, but a dangerous place. Every stroke of the painting looks free and easy, but actually contains murderous intent." Not with a pen, but with a sword."

"Amazing! It's really amazing!"

Zhuang Mao's eyes were shining with golden light, and he said excitedly: "Little friend Fang! I really admire you! I studied this painting for three days before I could see this, but you can see it in just a few glances. I admire you so much!"

Zhao Shimai also looked at Fang Chen with gleaming eyes, almost going crazy.

Fight strong! Great talent! Strong experience! High IQ! Kill decisively! And he knows so much! This is really excellent!

She always felt that she was hesitant! But since meeting Fang Chen, she actually felt that she had too many shortcomings.

"Young friend Fang, I have a few treasures, please take a look."

Zhuang Mao said.

Fang Chen said with a smile: "Please don't, let's learn from each other."

"Young Fang is so humble."

Later, Zhuang Mao took out several treasures.

With the Soul Demon Eye and the memory of an eighth-grade divine alchemist, Fang Chen can recognize most of them.

But there were also some that were so rare that he could only guess a little bit, but this also greatly inspired Zhuang Mao.

"Young friend Fang, look at this one more time."

Zhuang Mao took out a brocade box, opened it and saw a fifth-level elixir inside.

Zhao Shimai looked at the elixir in confusion, and then said with some surprise: "This is the magic elixir!"