"Just these two."

Qin Cheng chose two that were acceptable, and Qin Cheng paid the spirit coins.

"Actually, Fellow Daoist Qin, if you want some special defensive magic weapons, you can try the privately organized auctions. These are not allowed in our treasure gathering pavilion, but some monks will organize themselves and secretly trade."

"Is it a private auction?"

Qin Cheng's heart also moved slightly.

"Yes, something like this." After hesitating for a moment, Deacon Wang said with a flattering smile.

"Although the good and bad things there are mixed, and the source of the treasures is difficult to tell clearly, there are still a lot of good things, and the prices will be lower."

"But this is against the rules of the Jubao Pavilion, so I just know a little bit. Fellow Taoists can find out for themselves."

"Thank you."

Qin Cheng also became interested and stood up to say goodbye.

What Deacon Wang said is similar to the private treasure trade fair like Blue Star. At this kind of trade fair, the quality of your income depends entirely on your eyesight.

Because there is no organization like Jubao Pavilion that charges commissions, the prices are much higher, and there will be a lot of shady black goods.

Speaking of which, it seems that I have never participated in this kind of transaction in the Upper Realm Continent.

But the problem is that I have only been here for a short time. Even if there is such a transaction, only those who have stayed here for a long time will know about it.

How about asking Amelia Su?

Qin Cheng was thinking about it when he suddenly heard a familiar young man's voice in front of him, selling something.

"Sir, this is the latest illustrated book of the hundred beauties of the Extreme Cold Ice Palace. It also contains my exclusive information about the detailed content of the Su Sheng female Taoist companion. Fellow Taoist, what's the use of this?"

"Of course it is useful. Understanding this is equivalent to understanding the type of Taoist lovers Su Shengnu likes. It can even be extended to all the female cultivators of the Extreme Cold Ice Palace. It has great reference value."

"Haha, fellow Taoist is so proud, so I will accept this spiritual coin."

"Um?"

Qin Cheng looked at Zhou Qiu, who was smiling not far away and making a deal, and was delivering the goods, and narrowed his eyes.

What kind of illustrated book is this guy selling to defraud money, and he also uses himself as a selling point?

I have to say that this kid's brain is quite flexible. He may have some future in Blue Star, but in this continent, cultivation is the last word.

However, Qin Cheng didn't pay much attention to this, but his heart moved slightly.

Isn't there just one guy who is familiar with Jubao Pavilion?

This guy was born in the Extremely Cold Ice Palace and grew up in the Jubao Pavilion. If he was familiar with this place, he would not hit the wall even if he walked with his eyes closed.

"Now that I know the information about Sister Su, I've made a lot of money these days."

Zhou Qiu was happily calculating today's profits, unaware that danger was approaching.

"In the past three days alone, ten purple gold spirit coins have been sold, which is a huge sum of money. I have to buy some interesting trinkets in a few days to bribe Chunhua Qiuyue. Saintess Su will definitely not like what I bought.

Give them some benefits and treat them as thanks."

Zhou Qiu was thinking about it and was about to move forward when he felt his neck was pinched from behind and his feet suddenly hung in the air, making him unable to walk.

"Who are you kidding me?" Zhou Qiu was angry. When he turned around and saw this man who frightened him, his face turned pale.

"You, you, Senior Qin, you are alright!" Zhou Qiu's face instantly changed from anger to a smile, and he laughed dryly.

"Before, you broke through the mist formation and entered the outer gate. It was really amazing. It's a shame that I was worried about you. It turns out that only Saint Su is worthy of you."

"Flattering me? It seems you know what you have done."

Qin Cheng smiled and carried Zhou Qiu to a side alley.

"Zhou Qiu, sell my information for money, you have a very good brain." Qin Cheng let go of Zhou Qiu and sneered.

"Senior Qin, Brother Qin, I just make a living, please spare me."

Zhou Qiu's face fell, and he secretly cursed himself for being unlucky. If Qin Cheng hadn't encountered him, he could have denied it, but in the end he had bumped into him, and there was no point in lying.

"Spare you? You want to survive by slandering me and Wan'er?" Qin Cheng snorted coldly.

"Spare your life, senior, I really didn't slander you two."

Zhou Qiu looked pale, wiped his sweat and quickly shook his head. He took out a cup of illustrations and gave it to Qin Cheng, saying: "Senior Qin, look, I scrawled all the information about you. How dare I really leak your information."

Qin Cheng scanned it and found that indeed the portraits left in it, including personality traits and skills, were all scrawled by Zhou Qiu, but the name and the story of him getting through the confusing fog were true.

It seems that this guy also knows what is true and what is false, so he neither offends the buyer nor completely offends himself.

"Senior, you see, I just make a little money to spend, otherwise I will give you all the five spirit coins I have earned in the past few days." Zhou Qiu begged with a grimace on his face.

"It's better for you to keep those spiritual coins for yourself."

Qin Cheng twitched the corner of his mouth and asked for a few purple gold spirit coins. What did he want with them?

Pulling Zhou Qiu over, Qin Cheng's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he deliberately released the evil spirit and lowered his voice.

"Do something for me, and it has something to do with Jubao Pavilion. If you do well, not only will I not blame you, but I will also reward you. If you don't do well, it will be hard to say."

Zhou Qiu was extremely panicked, especially because of the murderous aura permeating Qin Cheng's body, which made all the pores on his body stand up and his heart felt cold.

He knows Qin Cheng's strength, and killing him is as easy as killing a chicken. Besides, if Qin Cheng's identity is known, Jihan Ice Palace will not protect him.

"Senior Qin, please tell me. I am familiar with this place. I have dealt with all three religions and nine schools. As long as I can do it, I will try my best." Zhou Qiu said with a bitter face, swallowing and spitting.

Qin Cheng nodded, and then talked about wanting to find a private trading meeting.

"Is there a trade meeting? This third son should know."

Zhou Qiu thought for a while, wiped his sweat, and quickly took out a jade slip to connect.

However, the third son was probably busy and did not reply to the message.

Qin Cheng was not in a hurry and took Zhou Qiu to find a good restaurant. He casually asked the shopkeeper to serve him a pot of spiritual tea. Qin Cheng then sat leisurely by the window on the second floor, looking at the beautiful scenery of falling snow outside, drinking.

Spiritual tea awaits.

Zhou Qiuru was sitting on pins and needles aside. Before she could put it aside, she would have drank such an expensive spiritual tea without ceremony.

But now that his life is in Qin Cheng's hands, he is in no mood to do this.

The waiting time seemed to be torture, but fortunately, it didn't take long before Zhou Qiu finally received a reply.

Soon, a young man about the same age as Zhou Qiu came to the restaurant.

His cultivation level is also similar to Zhou Qiu's, and he has the strength to reach the out-of-body realm.

However, this person's skin was dark and his eyes were very bright, giving him a shrewd look.

"What are you doing, kid? It took you so long to come here." Seeing Zheng San, Zhou Qiu couldn't help but cursed.
Chapter completed!