Super Dragon slaughtering System

The stall owner looked like a middle-aged man, and his cultivation level was similar to everyone else's. He also looked like he had just entered the Late Period of Battle Core Stage not long ago. He raised his eyes and glanced at Lingdong. He nodded and said, "Thirty Desert Coin, pardon me for not bargaining!"    

Lingdong was very excited in his heart. He really wanted to buy it on the spot. However, such a cheap price caused a trace of suspicion to arise in his heart. At this time, Di Yan asked, "This magic weapon can be considered as the supreme rank in the Low-grade Magic Artifact. It contains more than 2,900 Law energies. To be able to have such a craftsmanship, it must have been the work of a grandmaster craftsman. If I'm not mistaken, the power of the Laws on it is still the Law of Wood. It can be considered a middle-grade law. A magic tool like this can even be sold for 200 Desert Coin. 30 ___? I'm afraid there are some flaws that we don't know about, right?"    

When Lingdong heard this, his restless heart immediately calmed down. If he bought a defective Low-grade Magic Artifact, wouldn't that be a huge loss?    

When he thought of this, he looked at the stall owner with a hint of coldness in his eyes.    

"Put the item here. Name the price. Do you want it or not?"    

The stall owner did not choose to explain anything and said indifferently.    

This made everyone somewhat unable to grasp it. Gradually, the nearby cultivators also drew close. They pointed at the dagger and pointed at it. The price of this dagger... It was indeed very tempting, and they really wanted to buy it. However, such a low price indirectly proved that the dagger was not as simple as they thought it was on the surface. However, if they did not buy it, they would not be able to refine it. If they could not refine it, they would not be able to investigate the background of this dagger.    

Therefore, everyone was like Lingdong, hesitant, but unwilling to leave.    

When there were more people, the other items in the stall were sold pretty well. Only the dagger was sold. People asked, but no one took it out.    

"Forget it. We will each gather five Desert Coin and take it. If there are any problems, we will accept it. At most, we will sell it. What do you think?"    

Di Yan transmitted his voice.    

He included Ning Qi as well.    

Lingdong, Ye Zicheng, and the others were slightly startled. After considering for a breath's time, they made a decision. They all nodded their heads. How could each of them not have over ten Desert Coin to protect themselves in private? Each person taking out five ___ was not a big deal.    

"I've already used up my Desert Coin, so I won't participate in it."    

Ning Qi said with a faint smile.    

Di Yan was slightly startled. He immediately clenched his teeth and said, "How about this. Beixuan, I will help you pay for your Desert Coin first. What do you think?"    

"This is also fine."    

Ning Qi nodded.    

He saw it clearly. There was no problem with the Low-grade Magic Artifact itself. If it was sold at such a low price, the problem probably came from its background!    

"We want it. 30 Desert Coin!"    

Di Yan stepped forward and said.    

"Wait! I bid 32 pills!"    

A cultivator next to him suddenly made a bid.    

"This isn't an auction, first come first serve!"    

Di Yan glanced at the cultivator in dissatisfaction.    

"It depends on the boss."    

The cultivator looked at the middle-aged stall owner expectantly.    

"The highest bidder wins."    

The middle-aged stall owner smiled faintly and a trace of slyness flashed across his eyes. Seeing this, the corner of Ning Qi's mouth couldn't help but slightly raise. This fellow had probably guessed it a long time ago. If one person made a bid, there would be a second person who would make a bid. The price he set for 30 Desert Coins was actually just the base price.    

"Shameless!"    

A trace of anger flashed across Di Yan's eyes.    

The middle-aged stall owner smiled and did not mind Di Yan's opinion of him. His eyes were filled with encouragement as he looked at the crowd.    

"I bid 35 Desert Coin!"    

Finally, the third cultivator placed a bid.    

The cultivators who were initially hesitant were now filled with greed. One by one, they placed their bids, but they still had the last bit of reason to do so. They still remembered that this dagger might be a defective Low-grade Magic Artifact. In the end, the price did not exceed 45 Low-grade Magic Artifact.    

"How is it? Shall we just let it go?"    

Di Yan asked for the opinions of the crowd with an ugly expression on his face.    

"I have no objections."    

Ning Qi was the first to express his opinion. In his eyes, this dagger could at most be sold for money. It had no other value. His Dragon Slaying Blade was many times stronger than this dagger.    

"Let's go all out! We bid 48 Desert Coin. If it exceeds this price, we won't take it!"    

Lingdong gritted his teeth and said.    

"I agree!"    

"I... agree too..."    

Ye Zicheng had some concerns.    

But the others quickly made a decision. Even his sister was like this. He naturally could not hesitate anymore and could only nod his head.    

Each person offered eight Desert Coin. If this dagger could not be used, he was afraid that he would lose a lot.    

"Alright!"    

Di Yan nodded his head and said to the middle-aged stall owner, "I bid forty-eight Desert Coin."    

"Forty-eight ___, is there anything higher than this price?"    

The middle aged stall owner chuckled as he nodded his head and swept the crowd with his gaze.    

The cultivator who had bid forty-five Desert Coin earlier was the one who wanted to rob Di Yan and the others. He glared at Di Yan and the others fiercely, and his lips moved slightly. However, he still didn't choose to speak.    

"This dagger is yours now..."    

The middle-aged stall owner picked up the dagger, looked at Di Yan with a smile, and waited for his Desert Coin.    

Di Yan heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. It was unknown whether he was happy or disappointed, but his emotions were a little complicated. When he gathered the Desert Coin from Lingdong and the others, a cold voice suddenly sounded.    

"I bid 50 Desert Coin. Such a good Low-grade Magic Artifact is only sold at such a low price. It's really worth it. Di Yan, you five poor bastards... You dare to covet such a treasure? Forty-eight Desert Coin, how could you take out such a price? This is too funny."    

Everyone split up and walked in. A young man with two lackeys slowly walked in. After he made a bid, he looked at Di Yan and the other three with a mocking expression.    

When Di Yan and the others saw this young man, their faces turned ugly.    

"Shao Valley Master, what do you mean by this?!"    

Di Yan said with an ashen face.    

"He is our Cold Wind Valley Master's son, Fong Si. The Late Period of Battle Core Cultivator has condensed over 2,600 Storm Laws. His cultivation base is higher than Big Brother Di Yan's. A few years ago, because of a small matter... You hate us. Don't say anything later. If he knew that you knew us, he would hate you too. With Fong Si's personality, he will definitely use you to vent his anger! "    

Gu Zhen, who had been silent all this time, noticed Ning Qi's curiosity, so she sent a voice transmission to remind him.    

Ning Qi was slightly startled, then he smiled and nodded at her. Gu Zhen had already turned her gaze away and was staring fixedly at Fong Si. She was afraid that he had been waiting outside for a long time, and was deliberately trying to humiliate them.    

"What do I mean? Don't you understand? What I mean is that you five poor people can get as far away as possible. I want this dagger. "    

Fong Si grinned hideously. His words immediately attracted the discontented gazes of many cultivators.