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4207 Underground Ghost Market on(2/2)

The ghost-faced man chuckled. His laughter was similar to the sound of a bat, which made the white wolf horse beside him feel uncomfortable.

"I have the spirit-sealing stone, but can you afford the price?" The ghost-faced man said, "One million spirit stones and one spirit-sealing stone, at least 100,000 yuan!"

"A million dollars?"

Bailangma raised his big eyes and was about to refute it. The price was three or four times higher than that of Nanfeng Holy City.

It's a total rip-off.

Ye Chu signaled him not to talk nonsense. It was difficult to find this spirit stone. Previously, he only found 100,000 yuan in the mine controlled by Ouyang's family, but now he has almost used it up.

As a result, he didn't have any spirit sealing stones to practice the circle magic these days. Ye Chu said to him: "I accept this price. I want all the spirit sealing stones you have..."

"Hahaha, you want them all?"

The ghost-faced man laughed and said: "What a big statement. One million spirit stones are one. For every one hundred thousand spirit-sealing stones, there are 100 billion spirit stones. How many spirit stones do you have?"

"Hmph, my eldest brother has as many spirit stones as he has, it just depends on how many spirit stones you have..."

Bai Langma snorted coldly: "If you don't have the spirit stone, I advise you to talk less and return the spirit stone that just came to the island to us..."

"It's so funny..."

The ghost-faced man immediately turned his back: "I won't sell the spirit sealing stone, you can get out..."

"What did you say!"

Bai Langma got angry: "Are you kidding us? Shameless guy, you have to be responsible for your own actions!"

"Who are you talking about?"

The ghost-faced man hated being called shady. His long, disheveled hair was blown by the wind, revealing a pair of snow-white eyes, which seemed to have no eyeballs.

"What my brother said is true..."

Ye Chu said very calmly: "You'd better have a spirit stone, otherwise I will make you regret your life..."

"Are you threatening me?" the ghost-faced man sneered, "even the ghost-headed Taoist priest would not dare to talk to me like this!"

"Taoist Ghost Head is nothing..."

The white wolf horse hummed: "Bring out the spirit sealing stone quickly, we don't have time to play with you here catching eggs!"

"Hahaha……"

The ghost-faced man suddenly laughed heartily: "Just because you said that about the Ghost-headed Taoist Priest, you have the guts. I have 300,000 spirit stones. If you want it, I will give you a 20% discount, 240 billion."

Take the spirit stone away!"

"Twenty-four billion?"

Hearing this number, Bailangma also took a breath. The income that the Lord's Mansion of Nanfeng Holy City could bring to Ye Chu in one year is probably 300 billion spiritual stones now.

As soon as this guy opened his mouth, he wanted to take away nearly a year's income.

"Only 300,000 spirit stones?"

Ye Chu raised his eyebrows and said, "If you think of a way to get me more, I can pay you one million spiritual stones per piece..."

"You want more?"

The ghost-faced man didn't believe in Ye Chu's strength: "If you want more, you can show your strength and see..."

"Let's see."

Ye Chu didn't waste any time, and directly threw him three sixth-level mustard seeds with his right hand. The ghost-faced man took the mustard seeds and explored the spiritual stones inside.

After the exploration, some of the long hair floated out, and a strange color appeared on the sickly pale face.

Three sixth-grade mustard seeds were filled with spirit stones, and the number was at least over one trillion. The young man in front of him was certainly an idiot, with so many spirit stones.
Chapter completed!
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