"I didn't expect Lao Tzu to lose sight sometimes."
On the dark alley, the peddler walked forward dejectedly with a burden on his back, the surrounding was quiet, there was no movement, only his unstoppable groans.
Suddenly, a loud shout sounded behind him: "Boss, please stay."
Surprised, the vendor stopped and turned his head to look, only to see Zhuo Fan running in front of him quickly.
"You are... from just now..." The vendor remembered Zhuo Fan, and it was because of him that everyone in Fangshi knew that his piece of black jade was fake.
"What do you want from me?"
"Hehehe... Boss, I want your piece of black jade, and I will offer you ten pieces of Lingshi." Zhuo Fan smiled at the vendor, and glanced at the baggage behind him from time to time.
After pondering for a while, the trader looked at Zhuo Fan strangely: "Sir, you know that this black jade of mine is fake, why are you still willing to give out ten pieces of Lingshi? The lady just said that my stone is only worth Three dollars."
Smiling and shaking his head, Zhuo Fan said lightly: "Even if the black jade is fake, it is almost fake. In my hands, maybe I can sell it for a good price."
"Oh, I see, you want to resell it to people who don't know the goods." The vendor nodded suddenly, his eyes rolled around, "In this case, you are doing a big business, and ten spirit stones are too few Bar."
"Then how much do you want?" Zhuo Fan narrowed his eyes, and the murderous intent flashed away.
"At least fifty yuan!" The vendor waved his hand, showing a treacherous look, "Otherwise, I'll find someone who doesn't know how to do it myself, and it will cost at least a hundred yuan."
After being reminded by Zhuo Fan, the merchants realized that there are only a few people in this world who understand Moyu, and they were the only two in the whole market just now to see the authenticity of this thing. He can take the fake as the real one and earn more.
"Do you want to buy it, or I will go find the buyer myself."
Seeing that Zhuo Fan had been silent, the vendor knew that he could not produce so many spirit stones. But that's also good, he just happened to be able to do it himself, so as not to take advantage of others, so he raised his legs and wanted to leave.
Suddenly, just as the peddler took a step, a pincer-like palm grabbed his shoulder fiercely, grabbing him until he yelled out "Ouch".
"Boss, don't be too greedy in business." Zhuo Fan said coldly.
"Hmph, so what, Moyu belongs to me, and I can sell as much as I like..."
The merchant still wanted to refute, but before he could say a few words, a black force suddenly entered his body, making him unable to make any more noise.
Then, his body slowly turned black, and finally, under the blowing of a breeze, it turned into a piece of powder and dissipated in the air.
Exhaling a long breath of turbid air, Zhuo Fan felt the vitality in his body, which only increased a little. He is now a master of Qi Gathering Level 1, and it is already difficult for him to greatly improve his foundation building seven-level skill like this small businessman.
And originally Zhuo Fan was unwilling to dissolve this kid, but unfortunately he refused to do business with him, so Zhuo Fan had no choice but to grab it outright.
Finding the piece of black jade from the vendor's baggage, Zhuo Fan turned and walked towards the inn where he was staying.
He is not a bloodthirsty person, but someone must seek death.
Back at the inn, he happened to meet Commander Pang who was waiting for him to come back. Zhuo Fan threw him a cloth bag: "Old Pang, return it to you."
Commander Pang took it, opened it, and asked doubtfully, "Hey, there are ten spirit stones, didn't you buy them?"
Earlier, Zhuo Fan asked Pang Tong to go back to the inn to wait for him, and borrowed ten spirit stones from him, saying that he was looking for something. But now, the ten spirit stones are still motionless in the cloth bag.
"Oh, the boss is good, you gave it to me." Zhuo Fan prevaricated.
"Also, old Pang, you stand guard at my door, no one can enter."
With that said, Zhuo Fan entered his room and closed the door. Commander Pang was strange, but he was entrusted by his brother, so he naturally wanted to help. So he didn't go back to his room, and immediately sat on the ground outside Zhuo Fan's door, guarding the door.
Zhuo Fan knew everything outside the door, and nodded secretly in his heart. It is his luck to meet such a loyal person.
Then, Zhuo Fan put the black jade on the table, and the black energy in his hand slammed forward.
There was a loud noise, and cracks appeared in the black jade and emerald-like coat, and then fell down layer by layer, revealing the blood-red light inside.
At this time, it was no longer black jade, but turned into a red blood jade. Moreover, the blood jade seemed to be a heart, beating regularly with the flashing red light.
"As expected, I was not mistaken, it's a blood elf!"
Zhuo Fan swallowed hard, with a rare uncontrollable excitement on his face.
Blood elves are generally born in strange stone minerals, irrigated with the blood essence of thousands of people, absorb the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, and take tens of millions of years to take shape. The most yin and the most yang are the treasures of demon cultivators, and they are rare in the world.
Ordinary cultivators cultivate the blood elves into life-blood babies. When the blood babies come out when facing an enemy, they can steal human essence and blood and die, which is extremely cruel. Moreover, blood babies can grow together with cultivators, especially holy-level blood babies, even emperor-level powerhouses dare not provoke them at will.
According to the Nine Nether Secret Records, in ancient times, there was a master of demons who was the ancestor of the blood demon, who had reached the holy level in cultivating blood infants. Even the ten emperors of ancient times were unwilling to be enemies with him easily.
In the end, the blood demon patriarch felt that he was invincible in the world, so he approached the Jiuyou Demon Emperor, wanting to fight for the supremacy of the Demon Dao. The Nine Nether Demon Emperor killed the blood demon patriarch with a single move, but he was also seriously injured.
However, the blood demon patriarch's secret method for cultivating blood babies was obtained by the Jiuyou Demon Emperor, improved it, and added it to the Heavenly Demon Great Transformation Art. At that time, Demon Emperor Jiuyou also wanted to cultivate blood babies, but unfortunately he never found them.
He never thought that he would have such good luck after being reborn as the Demon Emperor, that he would be able to get the opportunity to cultivate his natal blood baby.
If he had a blood baby in his previous life, even a saint would not pay attention to him.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan couldn't wait to slash his wrist, and dripped blood on the blood jade drop by drop.