Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

"Let's go! Let's go see what is sold in Wuyuanfang City. If the treasures are good, we can also occupy a hilltop in this Lost World Ridge." Song Wen said.

"Do you want to live here forever?" Zhou Siyi asked.

"As casual cultivators, is there a more suitable place for you and me to practice than here? There is no sect control, all kinds of training resources can be sold at will, and everything is done with your fists. It is actually an ideal place for cultivators like us to practice. ." Song Wen said as he walked.

Soon, the two of them walked into a large store.

A boy with an eighth level of Qi training came out to greet him.

The boy has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and looks shrewd.

The corners of his mouth curved up, showing an expression that was half a smile but not a smile, and he bowed his hands.

"Two guests, what do you want to buy?"

"Just take a look." Song Wen said.

His and Zhou Siyi's eyes each scanned the store shelves.

This is a shop that specializes in selling elixirs. Although the area is not large, there are many elixirs in the store, including several third-level elixirs.

Zhou Siyi's eyes suddenly lit up, he took two steps and walked to a radiant elixir.

The elixir was placed in a jade box. The jade box was crystal clear and the scene inside was clearly visible.

"This is...the third-level 'Demon Spirit Grass'!" Zhou Siyi exclaimed softly, her eyes full of joy.

Demon Spirit Grass is the main ingredient in refining the 'Dragon Power Pill'.

Zhou Siyi searched everywhere in Donghuafang City, but couldn't buy it. Instead, he met it in an inconspicuous shop in Wuyuanfang City.

The boy's eyes flickered, thinking to himself.

He saw that Song Wen and Zhou Siyi looked young. Although he could not sense their auras, their behavior and expressions were calm and composed. Based on this, he concluded that they were disciples of a certain sect or family.

But after seeing Zhou Siyi look surprised when he saw the demon spirit grass, his evaluation of the two of them couldn't help but be a little lower.

"I'm afraid he is a young member of a small family who has never seen the world." The young man thought in his heart.

Although he felt a little disdainful in his heart, he still bowed his head and bowed.

"My guest has good eyesight. This is the demon spirit grass, and it is over two hundred years old."

"How much is the price?" Zhou Siyi asked.

"Five thousand spiritual stones per plant," the boy said.

"So expensive!" Zhou Siyi said in surprise.

Demon Spirit Grass is an important elixir for improving the strength of third-level monsters. The Beast Controlling Sect Spiritual Medicine Peak has always cultivated it, but the quantity is limited, and the demand within the Beast Controlling Sect is huge. Therefore, the Beast Control Sect prohibits the leakage of Demon Spirit Grass.

But within the Beast Control Sect, it can be bought and sold, and the price of a demon spirit grass is only a few hundred spirit stones.

The price of this store is six to seven times the internal price of the Beast Control Sect.

Zhou Siyi was so surprised when he heard the price.

However, in the eyes of the young man, this scene made him more certain that Song Wen and Zhou Siyi were children of a family from a small place, so they looked like they had never seen the world.

"No wonder the two of them looked around as soon as they entered the store. I'm afraid they have never seen so many second- and third-level elixirs!" The boy cursed in his heart.

But he still had a smile on his face.

He jogged two steps, walked to Zhou Siyi, grabbed the jade box on the shelf, held it in both hands, and presented it to Zhou Siyi.

The young man said flatteringly, "Guest, take a closer look. This is a two-hundred-year-old third-level elixir and five thousand spiritual stones. It is absolutely worth the money."

Zhou Siyi raised his hand, about to use his magic power to take the jade box over.

After thinking about it for a while, I gave up.

She was worried that using her magic would reveal her identity as a golden elixir monk.

So, she raised her hand and grabbed the jade box.

Just at this moment, the boy's hands suddenly relaxed.

The jade box suddenly fell.

The boy looked astonished and seemed to be in a hurry. He wanted to catch the jade box that fell to the ground, but failed.

Zhou Siyi wanted to use her magic to pick it up, but she found someone tugging on her sleeve. She knew it was Song Wen without turning her head to look.

She knew in her heart that Song Wen would not let her pick up the jade box.

As a result, a small jade box fell to the ground under the gaze of a Yuanying monk, a Jindan monk, and an eighth-level Qi practitioner.

"Snapped!"

The jade box that was supposed to be engraved with prohibitions and was very sturdy actually shattered like a fragile earthen jar.

The boy looked at the demon spirit grass lying among the jade fragments, his eyes full of eagerness.

"This...what should we do?"

The boy sighed for a long time, then raised his head, looked at Zhou Siyi, and scolded.

"Guest, why were you so careless that you broke the jade box? Now the value of the demon spirit grass will be greatly reduced."

Zhou Siyi's expression suddenly turned cold.

Although she stayed in the Beast Control Sect all year round, she rarely had contact with the outside world, and she had little experience of various deceptions and abductions in the city. But how could she not understand such a poor performance.

She waved her hand and wanted to slap the boy to death.

However, Song Wen stood in front of her before she could take action.

"It's just that the jade box is broken. This doesn't affect the value of the demon spirit grass, right?" Song Wen said in an uncertain tone.

It was this 'uncertain' tone that added to the young man's arrogance.

"Why doesn't it affect it?"

The boy scolded loudly and held the demon spirit grass in front of Song Wen.

"Look, this leaf is scratched. Who do you want me to sell it to?"

Song Wen looked embarrassed and said hesitantly, "How about...we buy this demon spirit grass?"

Seeing this, the boy's arrogance calmed down a bit.

"That's pretty much it. Five thousand spirit stones, bring them."

"Alas..." Song Wen seemed to admit defeat and sighed deeply.

At some point, he had a storage bag in his hand and began to take out the spiritual stones.

After dozens of breaths, he counted five thousand spirit stones.

The spiritual stones were piled on the ground in a huge pile.

"There are five thousand low-grade spiritual stones here. This demon spirit grass in your hand should belong to me."

The boy's eyes moved away from the difficult pile of spiritual stones.

The two young men in front of him were actually able to take out five thousand spirit stones at once, which really surprised him.

The boy rolled his eyes, his greed grew stronger, and five thousand low-grade spiritual stones could no longer satisfy him.

It would be a pity not to drain them of such fat sheep.

"Who said it was five thousand low-grade spiritual stones? I was talking about five thousand mid-grade spiritual stones."

"Five thousand middle-grade spiritual stones! How can a third-level spiritual grass be worth this price?" Song Wen looked like he was arguing with reason.

A playful smile appeared on the boy's lips.

"I say it's worth it, and it's worth it."

The boy turned his head and shouted towards the backyard of the shop.

"Shopkeeper, come out quickly. Someone destroyed the spiritual grass and I don't want to pay compensation."

He was calling for reinforcements. He was afraid that Song Wen would hurt someone in anger, and he was worried that he would not be a match for Song Wen and Zhou Siyi.

A female cultivator who was eight feet tall and hunky-shouldered strode out with swift strides.

"Who dares to cause trouble in my store?"

The female cultivator's voice was loud, like thunder.

She is a body cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building. She has strong energy and blood, and her burly body gives people a strong sense of oppression.

"That's them." The boy pointed at Song Wen and Zhou Siyi. The bad guys complained first.