Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"Some talismans."

Fang Chen said casually.

Butler Wu frowned and said: "Ordinary talismans can be sold in small shops outside. We in Tianbao Pavilion have nowhere to sell them."

"Deacon Wu, I have some middle-grade Huang-level elixirs here."

The customer behind Fang Chen jumped in line and took out more than a dozen elixirs with a flattering look on his face:

"Please give me a higher price this time. Wuyou Valley has been too dangerous recently. Many fellow Taoists have been injured for these elixirs."

"Okay, let me show it to you. If the quality is good, I will give you a slightly higher price. After all, you and I are regular customers."

Butler Wu nodded with a smile and began to appraise the grade of the elixir in front of him, ignoring Fang Chen.

Fang Chen smiled. It seems that Tianbao Pavilion is still stubborn. It is estimated that the situation is roughly the same everywhere. It feels like the shop is bullying customers.

"Little brother, what kind of talisman do you want to sell? I just plan to buy some talisman for my little girl to defend herself. If it is suitable, just sell it to me directly."

A middle-aged man behind him smiled kindly at Fang Chen.

When Fang Chen heard this, he turned around and looked at the middle-aged man.

Hey, is he a blind man?

The middle-aged people are a little surprised. How can a disabled person embark on the path of spiritual practice? Was it because of fighting with others that it became like this?

She has a restrained charm and is a foundation-building monk.

Fang Chen thought for a while and said casually:

"Senior, do you want the best purple electric talisman?"

"The ultimate purple electric talisman!?"

The middle-aged man was slightly startled, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face: "How many ways are there? How much is the price?"

"Since you want to buy it, it's up to you to set the price."

Fang Chen smiled and said: "Not many, only a hundred or so."

More than a hundred top-grade purple electric talismans?

The middle-aged man was a little shocked.

As a foundation-building monk, he has not been so shocked for many years. The young man in front of him actually possesses more than a hundred top-grade purple electricity talismans?

This is a rare talisman, and as soon as it comes out, every family will compete to snatch it.

The Purple Lightning Talisman is the master of attack. The offensive power of the best Purple Lightning Talisman is ridiculously strong. It is the best yellow-level low-grade spiritual talisman for self-defense among the disciples.

Butler Wu, who was identifying the elixir, looked up at Fang Chen in shock.

The monk selling the elixir also looked shocked. What did he hear? Could it be that you heard it wrong?

The middle-aged man noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere around him and immediately said to Fang Chen: "Little brother, let's find a teahouse to talk again?"

"That's fine."

Fang Chen smiled and nodded.

Seeing that the two were about to leave, Butler Wu immediately jumped out from behind the counter and stopped the two:

"Wait a minute, wait a minute."

Butler Wu looked at Fang Chen with a smile on his face: "Since my little brother wants to sell the Purple Lightning Talisman, he should sell it to me, Tianbao Pavilion. The price we offered is very suitable."

"Didn't you ask your little brother to sell it in a small shop outside? Now that I want to buy it, Tianbao Pavilion has to interfere with it. Isn't that not good?"

The middle-aged Zhu Ji's face darkened.

Butler Wu glanced at him and said calmly: "If you want to buy it, we will leave some for you after our Tianbao Pavilion buys it. Since this person has entered Tianbao Pavilion today, it is only reasonable that he should sell it to us."

"You Tianbao Pavilion has such a big temper. I don't believe it today. In this Daqian land, you can be so arrogant."

The middle-aged Zhuji suddenly sneered, and the aura on his body became a little chilly. As a twelfth level Qi refining, Butler Wu immediately felt a lot of pressure on him.

But he was not afraid. They had the golden elixir in charge, and they wanted to cause trouble just by building a foundation. It was just a joke.

"What happened?"

"Someone had a conflict with Deacon Wu? I'm confused. This is the territory of Tianbao Pavilion. If you offend Tianbao Pavilion, do you want to buy good things in the future?"

Everyone looked here and whispered, and many Tianbao Pavilion monks were slowly approaching.

"What do you call me, Your Excellency? How about giving Wu Jiuquan some face today? Don't make a big deal out of it."

Butler Wu smiled.

The middle-aged Zhuji said calmly: "My name is Fang Ao, please give me some respect and don't make the matter a big deal."

"Fang's!? It seems to be a foundation-building master from Fang's third room."

Everyone whispered.

Wu Jiuquan's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect that the other party was actually Fang's foundation builder. Now things were not easy to handle.

The movement here had already attracted the attention of Tianbao Pavilion Foundation Builder. After a few breaths, a middle-aged man in blue shirt strode over and smiled at Fang Ao:

"Brother Fang, my subordinate is ignorant. Don't argue with him. Everything is just a misunderstanding. Let's sit down and talk."

"Shopkeeper Wu, there is no misunderstanding about this matter. I am making a deal with this little brother. Just don't stop me from Tianbao Pavilion."

Fang Ao said lightly.

Wu Jiuquan's expression changed slightly, and he immediately stepped forward and whispered: "Uncle Clan, this transaction is related to the Purple Lightning Talisman, so I stopped it."

Purple Lightning Talisman! ?

Shopkeeper Wu's expression changed slightly, he looked at Fang Chen and Fang Ao, and then said with a smile:

"Brother Fang, if a customer comes to my Tianbao Pavilion to sell purple lightning talismans, logically, you should not interfere. This is the rule of Tianbao Pavilion."

"It's not that I intervened, it's that your nephew didn't have any patience and asked the little brother to sell it in a small shop outside. I think so, it's better for me to buy it."

Fang Ao looked sarcastic.

Shopkeeper Wu looked at Wu Jiuquan.

Wu Jiuquan's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly explained: "Uncle Clan, I began to think that what he wanted to sell was the Divine Talisman and the like..."

"Even if what he wants to sell is magic talismans, you shouldn't push your business outside. Is this what I taught you before?"

Shopkeeper Wu's face was gloomy. He finally understood why there was this dispute. All the reasons lay with his nephew.

"Uncle Clan, I was wrong."

Wu Jiuquan lowered his head, and his previous arrogance was gone. Many guests felt relieved when they saw this scene.

Just the Purple Lightning Talisman?

Their eyes subconsciously fell on Fang Chen, a little surprised.

If you don't keep such a rare magic talisman for your own use, why should you sell it? Whose prodigal son is this?

"I'll deal with you after I deal with this matter."

Shopkeeper Wu said coldly.

After saying that, he looked at Fang Chen with an enthusiastic face: "Little brother, I, Tianbao Pavilion, have just been offended by my improper handling of the matter. I wonder how many purple lightning talismans the little brother wants to sell, and what grade they are? Our Tianbao Pavilion can do it. Take it.”

"Shopkeeper Wu, do you think I'm air?"

Fang Ao frowned slightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm just following the rules. Brother Fang Ao is so considerate."

Shopkeeper Wu bowed repeatedly.

Fang Ao's face was ashen. Seeing the other party's low profile, he couldn't say anything else.

"The best purple electric talisman, how much do you charge here?"

Fang Chen said.

"The ultimate purple electric talisman?"

Shopkeeper Wu's eyes lit up. This kind of talisman is extremely profitable. If it works well, it can even reach 30% to 40% profit!

Thinking of this, Shopkeeper Wu immediately said: "If it is a top-grade Purple Lightning Talisman, our Tianbao Pavilion can purchase twenty-eight low-grade spiritual stones."

"Too little, senior, how much do you want to pay?"

Fang Chen looked at Fang Ao.

Fang Ao's eyes moved and he muttered: "I won't compete with Tianbao Pavilion. I only offer one price. If you think it's suitable, sell me. If Tianbao Pavilion's price is higher than mine, you sell him."

"Senior, please tell me."

Fang Chen nodded.

Fang Ao thought for a moment: "Thirty-five low-grade spiritual stones and one top-grade purple electric talisman. If you think it's suitable, I'll eat them all."