Mage with knife

"I'm telling you, you don't understand either. How about I exchange it with you for the essence and blood of a holy monster? Dick, do you know how important the holy blood is to the warriors of the seven-star bloodline?" The saint in white does know.

Quite a few.

"It's so important. Without the Holy Dragon Snow Grass, how dare you drink the Holy Essence and Blood directly?" Dick didn't want to be fooled.

"You..." The saint in white is so angry. The holy dragon snow grass has long been extinct in this world. Where can I find it?

However, what Dick said is right. Without the Holy Level Dragon Snow Grass, the Holy Level Essence and Blood alone cannot awaken a new series of fighting spirit attributes, so the value will be greatly reduced.

Of course, the holy blood essence and blood are also very precious. Anyway, they cannot be bought on the market. However, how do you compare the value? In the heart of the saint in white, the treasures of the divine religion are what he needs.

"No matter how much blood essence and blood the two holy-level monsters have, I don't have any left."

"You only have essence and blood? Tsk! You hunted a holy-level monster, where are the corpses and the magic crystal core?"

"Dick, you've gone too far." The saint in white was holding his breath, but he really didn't want to fight Dick. Dick's reputation was not small, and he had many cases of killing strong men by jumping over levels.

As the saying goes, even if you are a saint-level powerhouse, no one wants to really fight until it is absolutely necessary.

"Are you insisting on the treasures of the Divine Cult? It's just two holy-level monsters. If you don't give it to me, I will turn over the treasures to the demi-temple in Arctic Island. I might get more rewards." Dick said.

The treasures of the Cult of God are indeed useless, but wouldn’t it be nice to extort them more?

"No, I must keep a holy magic crystal core, otherwise, it will be useless for me to obtain the treasures of the divine religion."

"Looking at how pitiful you are. You are missing one magic crystal core. Just give me 10,000 Saint-level magic gold as compensation." Dick also knew that it was appropriate to give in. The opponent's fighting power was really strong, and he would fight to the death.

, the chance of defeating the opponent is not high.

"Deal!" What surprised Dick was that the saint in white actually agreed so readily. That was 10,000 holy-level magic gold, not high-level magic gold. Did this guy rob the inner treasury of some major force?

"Bring it to me first to make sure the monster doesn't stink. That's why you gave it to me."

The saint in white was very happy this time and threw two space bags to Dick.

They are really holy monsters, water type, fire type, paralysis! There is no new type. Dick also wants to try, if there is no holy dragon snow grass, can the jade pendant space be... It seems that this time it is

There is no other way.

Dick didn't want to cheat and dug out the dead ghost saint's space bag.

"Is this the thing?" Dick took out a blue bead about the size of a human head.

"yes!"

Dick took a quick look and couldn't see anything, so he simply threw it to the other party.

The saint in white threw a space bag to Dick again, which was indeed 10,000 holy-level magic gold.

The transaction was completed, and the saint in white flew away in a hurry.

Dick's head was a little dizzy. It was not because of this transaction. Rather, it was because of the supplies in the dead ghost saint's space bag. Except for the big bead, Dick was very suspicious.

The inner treasury of the Moon God Sect has been moved out.

The dead ghost saint's space bag is surprisingly big, and it is divided into several parts. Dick has never seen such a magical multi-layered space bag. There are stacks of holy magic gold and holy vitality stones, and Dick is embarrassed if there are too many.

Counted.

Don’t you need money for holy-level monsters? There are actually two super huge holy-level monsters in a compartment of the Death Ghost Saint’s space bag. What are these? So many holy-level elixirs?

What does the Xingyue God Sect want to do? How about preparing a holy spirit wine?

To be honest, due to the scarcity of holy-level resources, even if you obtain holy-level magical beasts and elixir resources, you cannot allocate finished product cultivation resources. In this case, such precious resources as holy-level magical beasts and holy elixirs are almost useless.

It has no meaning to the Saint. You can't eat and drink these resources directly, can you?

It's deadly.

Therefore, the most effective cultivation resources for the current saint are holy magic gold and vitality stones.

Let's keep it for now. After all, it is a precious resource. Others can't use it. Dick has space for the jade pendant. When he reaches the holy level, Dick can use it.

"What are you doing?" Not long after Dick was obsessed with the huge wealth, he saw the man in Tsing Yi from Baishan coming over.

"Senior...can we still live here?" The man in green looked at Dick timidly.

"Whatever, as long as you don't collude with the divine religion, we in Trust City won't care."

"Senior, we don't want to follow the God's Cult. But what if the people from the God's Cult come after us again?" As a weakling, how do we have the right to choose? We can only passively be ruled by others.

There are so many people hiding in this cave, and no one is there to rule them. Instead, they are at a loss. They are not strong enough, and it is not easy to survive. At least the Blackwater people back then were still protected by ninth-level powerhouses like Hai Lanzhu.

These Baishan people, led by the man in green, are only sixth-level cultivators and cannot withstand wind and rain.

Theoretically, this is none of Dick's business. Who should rule you anymore? Why should Dick worry?

What's more, after all, these Baishan people were once the territory of the Xingyue Divine Cult. Dick didn't want to have anything to do with the people of the Divine Cult. There might be many church believers among them.

However, the grassland people of Persia City are constantly expanding their pastoral areas to the south. It is estimated that it will not be long before they expand to this area. By then... There is a huge gap between the grassland people of Persia City and the southern prairie.

The uninhabited area is considered a blank area.

Dick has not yet thought so far into the future of such a large area.

However, when these Baishan people appeared here, Dick had to consider the future situation of this area.

"Then... what do you want to do? If it doesn't work out, go to our territory in Trust City?"

"Okay, okay, senior can protect us, of course." The sorrow of the weak is that if there is no strong person to protect us, we don't know how we will survive in the future.

"Don't be happy yet. We in Trust City are against the religion of God, but all believers in the church..."

"Senior, don't worry, we Baishan people don't believe in that stuff. It's just that the divine religion is so powerful that we can't do it even if we don't believe it (hypocrites). Senior, don't worry, we Baishan people will work honestly when we arrive in your territory, and we promise not to cause trouble.

..." It's not okay to be dishonest. This strong man and the saint of the divine religion will be killed.

"Yeah!" Dick nodded, thinking about how to arrange these people.

The man in Tsing Yi waved, and the two men hurriedly came over. The man in Tsing Yi took the two bags and came to Dick humbly: "Senior, this is a specialty of our Baishan people, and this is the only thing we can handle."

Dick didn't care about the so-called filial piety of a sixth-level warrior, but if it was a specialty of the Baishan people, Dick would be interested.

"This is ginseng, this is scale insect, after all it is an intermediate cultivation resource. I know that seniors look down on resources of this level..."

"Can you Baishan people continue to cultivate these ginseng and scale insects?" Dick asked.