Chapter 3886 The bloodline of the four saints

"General Bai?"

Just when Ning Qi and others arrived at Taicang City, dozens of figures emerged from the city and came up to meet. The leader was a middle-aged monk with the immortal realm of cultivation. When he saw Bai Qitai, he smiled, but there was a hint of confusion in his eyes. Bai Qitai rarely came to Taicang City on weekdays. Today, he suddenly brought so many monks. Perhaps the prince of Fengdu had something to give?

"Lord of the King."

Bai Qitai smiled at the middle-aged monk in the court and looked at Ning Qi respectfully and said, "Senior Wu, this is Wang Hao, the lord of Taicang City."

Senior Wu?

Wang Hao looked at Ning Qi in shock. There was only one existence that could make Bai Qitai, a cultivator like the immortal realm, call him a senior!

"Lord of the King City, this is Senior Wu from the Yuexiang Sect."

Bai Qitai smiled and said.

Wang Hao hurriedly brought more than ten subordinates to salute: "We will pay homage to Senior Wu."

"No need to be polite, find someone."

Ning Qi said lightly.

Bai Qitai nodded slightly, and then sent a message to Wang Hao to tell the matter. When Wang Hao heard this, he hurriedly said, "I know that mountain sect disciple. Because mountain sect is also a big sect, I have paid special attention to his disciples coming to Taicang City. His cultivation is not high, but he is just a realm of fate. Senior Wu, why not lead the way?"

Ning Qi nodded with a smile. Seeing this, Wang Hao felt a little happy and immediately led the way. A monk from Taicang City had noticed that Ning Qi and others were mainly because Bai Qitai's reputation was too great. Basically, no monks in the nearby area did not recognize him. This place belongs to the territory of Prince Fengdu, and Bai Qitai is the number one general under Prince Fengdu. Some people do not recognize Wang Hao, but they recognize Bai Qitai's appearance.

"General Bai brought so many people to our Taicang City this time, and I don't know what happened."

"Have you seen it? The city lord and General Bai seem to be very respectful to the young man. I have never seen Prince Fengdu, so it's him, right?"

Someone showed a hint of curiosity on his face and looked at Ning Qi quietly.

"It seems that the ages are similar, but it is impossible to be sure that he is the Prince of Fengdu. According to rumors, Prince of Fengdu has been trying to break through the shackles of the Immortal Realm. He probably won't come to our Taicang City, right? There is nothing here..."

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"Everyone, the quality of the slaves you brought this time is not high. If it is still of this quality next time, I think our cooperative relationship will end here."

In a cave in Taicang City, a young man sat high in the main seat, and there were more than ten monks sitting on both sides of his side, with his cultivation ranging from the realm of asking the realm of Taoism to the realm of cause and effect.

Behind each monk, there were more than 20 monks of various tribes with terrified faces standing. These monks were bound by shackles, and red lightning was shining on the chains. If any monk dared to try to break free from the chains, a red lightning would shoot out from the chains and blast at the monk.

"Brother Tan, the slaves that the Emperor Sect asked for this time are a bit special. They need to have the bloodline of the Four Saints. You know, the Four Saints will basically not marry foreign tribes. We slaves have spent many years collecting them everywhere. Their ancestors met by chance and had some relationship with the Four Saints. Even if you look for others, they may not be able to find these guys who have the bloodline of the Four Saints."

A monk from the realm of cause and effect smiled bitterly.

When the rest of the people heard this, they nodded.

The hundreds of slaves present couldn't help but look at each other in shock. Before the monk in the causal realm spoke, they didn't know that they had the bloodline of the four holy clans...

"But... the quality of your batch is indeed too far from before. Let's do this. I will give you 200,000 Yuan Stones per person. If the quality of the slaves I bring next time is the same as last time, I will give you another 400,000 Yuan Stones per person. You can see how it will be done. If it can be done, just trade it."

After pondering for a moment, Tan Siliang smiled at everyone.

Everyone saw that Tan Siliang had half the price, and everyone showed a hint of anger on their faces, but they worked with Tan Siliang all year round. If they turned against each other this time, there would be no chance to cooperate next time.

These guys who have the bloodline of the Four Saints are worthless in other places, but if they are sold to Tan Siliang, one can sell hundreds of thousands of essence stones, and more than a dozen or millions of essence stones. This huge sum of money is a considerable amount for the monks in the Cause and Effect Realm. What's more, most of the people present only ask the monks in the Dao Realm and make a deal, and they will not have to worry about their cultivation resources for the next hundreds of years.

"Brother Tan, your price is too harsh. 300,000 yuan, do you think it's OK?"

The cultivator of the Cause and Effect Realm said in a deep voice.

"I will take another step back and give you 250,000 yuan. I can't make a decision if I am higher than this price. Then I can only ask the elders of the sect to come forward to trade with you. I can't guarantee what will happen at that time. In fact, this price is already very good. After all, our business is a long-term business. As long as you keep working with me, even if you make 100 million yuan of Jingyuan Stone, there will be a chance."

Tan Siliang smiled.

When everyone heard this, their faces changed slightly. Tan Siliang's meaning was already very clear. If they did not accept the price of Tan Siliang today, there might be elders from the Shanjian Sect coming to them to "talk" them. Then, let alone 250,000 per slave, they might even have to hand over their lives to the Shanjian Sect.

This is both good and evil, and has two emperors among the emperors, and their methods are powerful. For ordinary monks, it is a bit scary than the Shenzong. After all, the Shenzong will not be too concerned about the low-level monks for their face.

"Okay, that's 250,000."

After considering the cause and effect cultivator, he nodded and agreed. Seeing this, the other monks did not dare to have any objections. Just as the two sides were about to complete the transaction, one of the slaves suddenly looked at Tan Siliang in surprise and doubt: "You are Tan Siliang of the Mountain Sect? Senior Tan, don't you remember me? I am Zhou Cong, the son of the leader of the Iron Sword Sect, "Zhou Dongyu"!"

Someone's expression changed slightly after hearing the three words "Iron Sword Sect". This sect is one of the vassal sects of the Shanjian Sect. It is not strong enough. The leader of the sect is just an immortal cultivator, but... it is indeed nothing compared to a sect like the Shanjian Sect, but an immortal cultivator who is the weakest and only the questioning realm of the Tao, and the strongest, is a mountain that is pressing on his chest and can't breathe!

Even Tan Siliang's expression changed slightly. After carefully looking at Zhou Cong, he couldn't help but look at the cultivator in the Cause and Effect Realm: "Brother Jiucheng, why did you catch the son of the Tiejian Sect leader..."
Chapter completed!