Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

The stall owner rummaged through the storage ring, and sure enough he took out two spirit beast eggs, one in a basket and one in red.

There are lines all over it, and you can faintly see them expanding and shrinking, as if they are breathing.

"Mr. Fang, these two spirit beast eggs are both fourth level. I can't tell what kind of spirit beast they are."

The stall owner said with a smile: "If Mr. Fang wants it, I can take five thousand low-grade spiritual stones."

Five thousand low-grade spiritual stones?

Fairy Huo Yun and others had weird and complicated looks in their eyes. For them, they could only think about this huge sum of money, but it was impossible to have it.

Sui Nianhua's face froze, then he glanced at the spirit beast egg in his hand that was priced at 800 low-grade spirit stones. He suddenly snorted and returned the spirit beast egg to the stall owner, turned around and left.

Several of her senior brothers chased after her, their expressions a little ugly. A junior whose cultivation level was not as good as theirs, but his net worth was far beyond their reach.

But they were also curious about whether Fang Chen could afford it. When they turned around to look, they happened to see Fang Chen having settled the spirit stones and bought two spirit beast eggs.

"Your Majesty, are you really giving this to us?"

Zhang Xiaoke looked strange. Fang Chen had already given him a lot of low-grade spirit stones before, and now he was giving him spirit beast eggs. This was too expensive.

He even hoped that Fang Chen would use these spiritual stones on the blade.

Although Yan Ruyue longed for a fourth-level spirit beast egg in her heart, she was embarrassed to accept it and subconsciously looked at the peasant woman.

"Take it, it's nothing."

Fang Chen threw the spirit beast egg directly to the two of them, and then walked towards the tea house.

Fairy Huo Yun and others quickly followed, while the sixth princess beside her secretly glanced at Zhang Xiaoke and Zhang Xiaoke from the corner of their eyes, feeling extremely envious in their hearts.

"Master..."

Yan Ruyue looked at the peasant woman.

"Take it."

The peasant woman nodded slightly, and then led the two of them to follow Fang Chen's team.

Yan Ruyue was ecstatic and couldn't put it down, playing with the spirit beast egg in her hand. After Zhang Xiaoke reminded her, she put it into the storage ring.

In the tea house, the shopkeeper specially arranged a huge box for Fang Chen.

When Master Zhuyue and the others arrived, Taoist Ya and Huo Yunxiangu realized that Master Zhuyue had already arrived in Daqian.

After a while, Master Li also came. When he saw so many people in the tea room, he suddenly looked strange.

"There is another one coming, please wait for now."

Fang Chen said softly.

Everyone looked at each other, is there anyone else coming? Who could it be? Could he also be a monk from the Fire Nation?

"Ha! So lively?"

Xia Ji walked into the tea room, glanced at it, and suddenly said in surprise.

Who is this?

Fairy Huoyun and others did not know Xia Ji.

But when the Sixth Princess next to her saw Xia Ji, her expression suddenly froze, and she lost her voice in disbelief:

"Third brother!?"

"Hey, are you there too?"

Xia Ji frowned slightly.

A look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on the face of the sixth princess. She used to have a good relationship with Xia Yu, and they often opposed Xia Ji and Fang Chen when they were young.

"It turns out he's from Daxia too."

Immortal Huo Yun and others all suddenly realized.

"Third brother, this is my master. I came to Daqian with my master this time to participate in the trade exchange meeting."

The sixth princess whispered.

"My little sister has a bad temper. Has it bothered senior?"

Xia Ji rushed to Fairy Huo Yun and cupped her fists.

Immortal Huo Yun immediately said politely: "She has a pretty good understanding, she works hard, and she doesn't bother her."

The other party had a very good relationship with Fang Chen at first glance, and now he was in a big job. She didn't know what the background was behind him, so she naturally didn't dare to neglect him.

"That's good."

Xia Ji nodded slightly, then looked at Fang Chen, with a look of inquiry in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter, just give it to me."

Fang Chen nodded.

After hearing this, everyone took out the yellow-grade high-grade magic weapons they bought and handed them to Fang Chen, who put them into the storage ring one by one.

He gave them 30,000 low-grade spiritual stones, and now he has harvested ten yellow-grade high-grade magic weapons, which is not bad.

Xiaojian had been salivating for a long time and kept urging Fang Chen to return to Fang's family so that he could swallow these ten high-grade yellow-grade magic weapons together with the top-grade yellow-grade magic weapon.

The movement was so fast that Fairy Huo Yun and others only caught a glimpse of it and did not see clearly what magic weapon it was.

But the aura on the magic weapon made them secretly shocked.

Definitely not an ordinary product!

With so many magic weapons, and when they think about the spirit beast eggs that Fang Chen just bought, they can hardly imagine how terrifying Fang Chen's net worth is.

After chatting for half an hour, Fang Chen stood up and left.

Master Zhuyue and others were left behind to reminisce about old times with Fairy Huoyun and the others.

Not long after Fang Chen left, Xia Ji invited Fairy Huoyun and the Sixth Princess to visit Xuankong Temple.

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Fang's family, single courtyard.

Li Cang and Chang Feilan were still hanging out at the trade exchange meeting. Now Jiang Tianai also left with them, and the private courtyard seemed very quiet.

Back in the quiet room, Fang Chen took out the magic weapon and gave it to Xiaojian to swallow, and his soul left his body again and stood in the sky above Daqian.

His eyes swept over a famous Jindan, focusing on Tong Hu and others.

There was nothing strange about Tong Hu, as if Jue Wudi's death had nothing to do with him.

Tong Baizhou is working hard to promote Yuchuan Pavilion. He has obviously prepared a large number of immortal sources in advance and is preparing to make a lot of money at the trade exchange meeting.

He looks like an ordinary businessman, with no trace of the Blood Spirit Cult.

The ancestor of the Tiannan Sect took Yu Yuefan around and couldn't see anything strange.

In fact, from the moment Jue Wudi died, Fang Chen paid the most attention to these two people.

The ancestor of the Tiannan Sect is Jue Wuwei's second senior brother. He wanted to see if the ancestor of the Tiannan Sect would summon Jue Wuwei after his death.

Unfortunately, there was no movement from the other party, as if this time it was really just for the trade exchange meeting.

Fang Chen's eyes moved and fell on Master Chongxu, Master Baihu and Master Nagarjuna.

Master Chongxu is a monk from the Soul-Slaying Division, and her target is also the Blood Spirit Sect. However, she seems extremely calm at the moment, but occasionally her peripheral vision will fall on the Eastern Havoc not far away.

Master Baihu was bored and chatted with Lord Nagarjuna. It seemed that he came to Daqian just for a formality and to calm down the situation.

There was laughter and a lot of people. If Fang Chen didn't know about the existence of the Blood Spirit Sect, Fang Chen would have been infected by the atmosphere at the trade exchange meeting.

But he knew deeply that beneath this surface, there was a turbulent undercurrent, and there were people with malicious intentions trying to subvert Yunyou Realm.

After an unknown amount of time, the small sword had been devoured and reintegrated into Fang Chen's body.

Fang Chen vaguely felt that the sword body was a little stronger. Although it was far from the fourth level, tens of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones were not wasted.

"In the evening, let's talk to Dongfang Haojie."

late at night.

Dongfang Haojie dragged his tired body back to the room, thinking that Master Chongxu was next door, and he felt full of security in his heart.

"Brother Dongfang, please borrow some more essence and blood to use. I owe you a favor."

The familiar voice sounded again.

Dongfang Hao Jie was slightly startled, with a hint of anger on his face: "You took ten drops last time, so you owe me a favor this time?"

"I remind you of the Blood Spirit Sect, if you give me blood essence, the last time has been equal. This time, I owe you a favor.

Stop talking nonsense and hurry up. "