Most of the people who come here are merchants. If you can handle a magical sword, you can make a lot of money by selling it.

"Senior Zheng, this junior Stone Marrow can be let out, but -" Zhao Chen looked at Zheng Yi opposite with a smile.

Hearing him say that the stone marrow could be used, Zheng Yi laughed and said: "I understand what Zhao Shaodong means. After refining the Bailing Sword, of course you, Jujin Trading Company, will take it first."

priority.

Just having this right of priority is enough.

Zhao Chen wanted to buy stone marrow to make a profit on the price difference. If he could exchange it for a magical sword, it wouldn't be a loss.

The two reached an agreement and everyone was happy.

The green-robed monk brought the stone marrow to Zheng Yi. Zheng Yi reached out to take it and handed it over a storage bag.

The green-robed monk inspected it, raised his hand to hold the storage bag, and when the fairy light shone, he replaced the fairy spirit stone in it, and then handed the storage bag back.

Because the space in Fairyland is stable, storage equipment is valuable.

The storage bags on Han Muye's body were all re-reinforced after entering the fairy world, otherwise they would have collapsed long ago.

He has studied the way of space and is quite comfortable with this matter.

Zheng Yi collected the stone marrow and left, and the onlookers dispersed from the wooden platform.

Zhao Chen and Han Muye turned around and took a few steps, when someone chased them from behind.

"This fellow Taoist is interested in the red sandalwood stone marrow?" The green-robed monk who had just sold the red sandalwood stone marrow to Zheng Yi stepped forward, cupped his hands, looked at Zhao Chen and spoke in a low voice.

Zhao Chen turned to look at Han Muye, and then said: "Of course I am interested in such treasures."

The green-robed monk had a happy face, looked around, and lowered his voice: "Fellow Taoist, please come with me."

He turned around and led the way, Zhao Chen and Han Muye followed behind, and Mr. Chu and others also followed quietly.

Within a moment, everyone walked through the central square and arrived in front of a three-story attic.

Walking straight up to the attic, a young man in his thirties wearing a gray robe stood there waiting.

"Zhao Shaodong from Jujin Trading Company?" The young man cupped his hands, glanced at Han Muye and Zhao Chen, and then chuckled: "Zuo Baichou from Wanshen Trading Company."

Zhao Chen was shocked, raised his eyes, and said in a low voice: "If you can't do anything, how can you make it difficult?"

The young man laughed and said, "This is all flattery from colleagues."

Zhao Chen's face turned red, he cupped his hands and said, "Zhao Chen has met Brother Zuo."

As he spoke, he turned around and said, "Brother Han, the man in front of me turns out to be Brother Zuo Baichou, one of the two young bosses of Wanshen Trading Company, a large business spanning three states."

After a pause, he said softly: "There is a rumor among our trading houses that the two young owners of Wanshen Trading Company, Chen Yichou and Zuo Baichou, have never missed any benefits in their hands."

When doing business, there is no leakage of water, so how can people mess around?

No matter whether it's hopeless or hopeless, it's not a good thing.

No wonder Zhao Chen blushed just now. It was embarrassing to say this in front of others.

"This is my brother Han, an elite disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect."

Zhao Chen paused and said loudly: "Right away."

Right away?

Then it’s not?

Zuo Baichou looked at Han Muye and scanned the area, but couldn't find anything unusual.

The more this happens, the more seriously he has to treat it.

Zhao Chen, the young master of Jujin Trading Company, is not an ordinary person. To be able to treat a person who is not an elite disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect as a brother, it shows that this person is really extraordinary.

"Brother Han, Brother Zhao," Zuo Baichou raised his hand to signal the two of them to sit down, and then said softly: "I still have some red sandalwood stone marrow on my hand. I wonder if you two are interested?"

There is also rosewood stone marrow.

Zhao Chen had a smile on his face.

"How much does Brother Zuo have?"

Zuo Baichou raised his hand and stretched out three fingers.

"Three hundred kilograms?" Zhao Chen nodded, pondered for a moment and said: "Then I will offer 80 million fairy spirit stones——"

Before he finished speaking, Zuo Baichou said softly: "Thirty thousand catties."

Thirty thousand pounds!

Zhao Chen's shoulders trembled.

Thirty thousand kilograms of stone marrow can be worth at least tens of billions of fairy spirit stones.

For key treasures of this magnitude, not only Fairy Spirit Stones can be used for settlement.

If Jujin Trading Company can capture such a treasure, it will be beneficial to the entire trading company.

Treasures worth tens of billions of fairy spirit stones can be exchanged for even one fairy treasure.

With the addition of an immortal treasure, the strength of Jujin Trading Company will at least double.

Bet or not?

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Zhao Chen looked at Zuo Baichou: "Brother Zuo, are you really going to take action on such a valuable treasure?"

Zuo Baichou nodded.

He raised his hand, and a dark golden stone with a purple halo appeared in his palm.

"Rose sandalwood chalcedony can only be found in rich mines."

Zhao Chen also knows the goods, and when he saw this item, his eyes shone brightly.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Chen slowly stood up.

"if--"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Muye suddenly said: "Is this mine in the Bitter Immortal Realm?"

Zhao Chen paused, Zuo Baichou's expression remained unchanged, he nodded and said: "Not bad."

"The red sandalwood stone marrow mine is also very valuable in the Bitter Immortal Realm. It is really a good idea for your trading company to bring out so many treasures." Han Muye said softly.

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Good means?

I'm afraid only those forces that have taken refuge in the great demon can bring out so many treasures, right?

A large trading house spanning three states is actually backed by a big demon?

"It's business, it's not shabby." Zuo Baichou looked at Han Muye with a calm expression: "Brother Han, do you mind?"

Zhao Chen did not expect such a generous admission.

After all, Han Muye is also a future elite disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect, the great demon of the Xuanling Sword Sect and the Bitter Immortal Domain, and his enemy.

"I don't mind doing business," Han Muye shook his head, his eyes full of depth, and turned to look out the window: "I'm just curious, what kind of divine beast did the great demon of the Bitter Immortal Realm ask you to bring out the red sandalwood marrow?

Hello?"

Feed the mythical beast!

Zuo Baichou's expression changed and he stood up suddenly.

But before he could speak, a roar came from outside the attic.

"boom--"

In the vast blue-red square, a ball of golden flames rose up, and the flames were so blazing that they shot straight into the sky.

The great refiner Zheng Yi, whose body was gleaming with flames, held the broken red sandalwood marrow in his hands and ran out in a panic.

But he just flew a hundred feet away when he was caught by a long tail protruding from the flames and dragged into it.

A heavenly cultivator, a famous master refiner in Sanhuo City, died just like that.

There was an uproar on the Qinghong Square, and countless immortal cultivators fled in all directions.

But the flame seemed to be very interested in the cultivators, with long tails protruding out and curling up around it.

"Rose sandalwood chalcedony is very attractive to an ancient fire-veined beast." Han Muye's eyes fell on the flames and whispered: "Nine-dead insects bathed in fire."

Zuo Baichou's face turned gloomy for a moment, he lowered his voice and stared closely at the flames with long tails protruding from them: "Born from the fire, the power of life and death, Nirvana, the food fed by the ancient mythical beast Phoenix."

"It turns out that what they are after is the power of the Nine Death Insects."

"Haha, the big trading houses running rampant in the three states turned out to be just laborers delivering food."

Looking at the golden and purple chalcedony in his hand, Zuo Baichou stretched out his hand and threw it directly!

"Roar--"

The flame exploded, and a body of a hundred feet, with countless long-tailed fiery red worms trailing behind it, rushed toward the chalcedony.

At this moment, several black-armored figures flew down in the void.
Chapter completed!