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Chapter 1667 Overwhelming Sky Pavilion

"Dust Elder!"

Jiang Han stared angrily at the Daoist, his eyes were full of annoyance.

"You belong to the same sect as us, and both belong to Yunpei Immortal Mansion. Is it worth targeting like this everywhere?"

Daoist Jiechen beamed with joy when he heard the words, and became even more proud.

"Jiang Han, are you begging for mercy for Miao Yu?"

"Yes! As long as she submits to my master and those five uncles, the future will naturally be broad!"

Jiang Han coldly said: "Dream!"

The corner of Daoist Jiechen's mouth curled up slightly, "Then let's continue fighting, I'm happy to accompany you."

Miao Yu no longer looked at this bitch, but she really couldn't be happy in her heart.

Daoist Jiechen's master is Daoist Qingduan of Yunpei Immortal Mansion.

And his five uncles are the other five Taoist saints.

They all belong to Yunpei Immortal Mansion, they should belong to one family.

But because Miao Yu joined later, she has always been excluded.

In recent years, he simply came out to set up his own business, re-established Tianshu Pavilion, and started business outside.

With her clever mind and superb skills, Fairy Miao gained a lot in the past few years, but it also aroused the jealousy of those six people.

Therefore, they deliberately created a covering sky pavilion, meaning to cover the Tianshu pavilion.

In business, he always opposes Tianshu Pavilion, either by robbing customers to grab the market or cutting off materials, and occasionally losing money is not hesitating.

There is only one purpose, to bring down Miao Yu.

Those six people all followed Yunpei Dao God in ancient times, and they were in charge of most of the daily affairs of Yunpei Immortal Mansion, and they traveled extensively in foreign affairs.

In terms of net worth and connections, Fairy Miao couldn't compare to them, and she couldn't spend too much.

Now is the period of catastrophe, almost every immortal is trying their best to improve their strength, and equipment is of course the most important thing.

Therefore, the market for turbid magic materials is hotter than ever, and the profits are huge.

Of course Miao Yu hoped to seize this opportunity and quickly expand the Tianshu Pavilion, but the Futian Pavilion followed him everywhere and targeted him all the way.

The turbid demons she wants to accept will always be intercepted by the other party.

After coming to the Desolate Race for more than a thousand years, there are only three first-level turbid demons and one second-level turbid demon.

It was the most miserable of all the chambers of commerce present.

"Next, is the finale treasure of this fair!"

The barbarian Supreme who sang this is not as tall as other barren people who are tens of feet tall at every turn.

Due to the deliberate shrinkage, he looks taller and stronger than ordinary humans.

The reason why the Huangzu sent this person as the 'host' was because he had often traveled in places where Taoism was impossible, and he was familiar with the customs of the human race.

I saw this Supreme stretching his right hand backwards.

"Third-order high-quality dull turbid demon!"

As soon as the words fell, some of the helmsmen of the sixteen chambers of commerce could not help standing up.

"what?"

"There are third-tier boutiques in this fair?"

"The high-quality dull turbid demon, some parts of its body can be used as the main material of the eighth-level armor!"

"It must be taken!"

"It is inevitable!"

Under the expectant eyes of everyone stretching their necks, a sitting Daoist of the Huang race stretched out his hand and forcibly pulled out the corpse of a turbid demon from a gap in the void.

But I saw that the turbid demon was gray-brown in body, thousands of feet long, shaped like a rat, and its back was covered with thick armor.

Under the dim skylight, there was a faint gray light.

"In order to kill it, we injured a dozen brothers."

The Daoist of the Desolate Race laughed.

"You can come to inspect the goods."

As soon as the words fell, the helmsmen of the Sixteen Chambers of Commerce couldn't wait to fly around the corpse of this turbid demon.

Some stroked, some felt, and some even took out special celestial artifacts to observe.

The corpses of the turbid demons are all incomplete, not to mention the quality and type, so inspection is a must.

The Desolate people were not worried that someone would dare to snatch them directly, after all, they had as many as thirty Daoist saints here, enough to blow up any outside domain.

When her fingertips touched this third-level turbid demon, Miao Yu's heart calmed down after a brief agitation.

Trade fairs are usually held every three to five years, but the third-order muddy demons may not be able to produce a single one for hundreds of years.

Of course she wants to take it.

Very much want to win.

She can even figure out how to disassemble it, how to sell it, and how much profit Tianshu Pavilion can make from each disassembly part.

Unfortunately, this is mostly just a fantasy.

Most of the other 15 chambers of commerce have the support of the big Sect behind them, and even the alliance and Xianfu.

She's far from competitive enough.

What's more, there is the existence of the Futian Pavilion.

At the end of the inspection, Daoist Jiechen also purposely said something strange to her Yin & Yang.

"Myo Elder, good luck this time."

The leaders of other chambers of commerce, on the other hand, cast playful glances one after another.

Futian Pavilion did not attack Tianshu Pavilion once or twice, it almost became a repertoire.

They were happy to watch the excitement, but they were not the ones being targeted anyway.

"President Miao, I think you should just give up."

"Yeah, it's better to go elsewhere and try your luck. This turbid demon business is not suitable for your Tianshu Pavilion at all."

"Maybe this place is against you?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Hearing their gloating laughter, Jiang Han trembled with anger, but was powerless to refute.

How much she missed the days in the ancient Immortal World.

At that time, Tianshu Pavilion started early, and Miao Yu was the Samsara Immortal Emperor standing at the top, so no one could target him.

But now times are different.

"Everyone can bid!"

The Desolate Race Supreme said loudly: "There is only one chance, and I hope you will quote carefully!"

As soon as his words fell, all the stone tables present were illuminated with isolation barriers.

This is a rare 'advanced equipment' arranged by the Desolate race for business.

Everyone present took out their jade boards and began to think about what price to pay for this third-order muddy demon.

There are also smart people in the Desolate race.

They didn't choose any auction method.

Instead, let the sixteen chambers of commerce bid secretly, and finally the two Taoist priests from the Desolate race would choose one to make the deal.

And if they are not satisfied with all the offers, the Desolate Race can also choose not to sell.

Anyway, turbid demons are priceless, and these chambers of commerce are begging them to sell them.

For the sixteen chambers of commerce present here, every quotation is a difficult game process.

The higher the price, the lower the profit.

The price was lowered, and the Desolate Race was sold to another family.

Since I don't know how much other houses will pay, I can only rely on guesswork.

In addition, the quotation materials are different, and sometimes it depends on the mood of the two Taoist priests of the Desolate race.

Looking at the stone slab, Miao Yu's thoughts turned like lightning, and he quickly wrote the quotation of "30 top-quality proud blood vines, 3000 catties of meteorite mysterious essence stone, 40 cold-killing ice crystals".

After thinking about it, she changed the number of Killing Cold Ice Crystals to 45.

Then he thought about it again.

Daoist Jiechen was not as entangled as she was.

He looked leisurely, and even had the leisure to mock Miao Yu.

"Miao Elder, you are just trying in vain, so stop struggling."

"Anyway, our quotation must be a little higher than yours."

(end of this chapter)