“Your wealth is amazing!”

The Count coughed.

"Please continue..."

Zhong Shenxiu has a very good accent.

"From the fifth order, they can be called real strong men... They have strange methods and are hard to guess. They have all kinds of incredible abilities, and they are definitely not something professionals in the first four orders can compete with them. Even if they join forces... After the sixth order, the seventh order is still a 'degod'!"

The count said slowly.

"Why is it still a demigod?"

A member of the party couldn't help but ask.

Listening to the mystery of higher orders, this opportunity is really rare, and everyone doesn’t want to miss it!

"I have heard of a saying that the demigod is an extremely long stage. Just as a drop of ink is dripping into a pool, and a hundred drops of ink are essentially dyed, but in different degrees..."

The witch who spoke before suddenly said.

"Yes, I think it's worth £100!"

Zhong Shenxiu continued to give money.

Kerry next to him was already stunned. Looking at the purse that seemed to never be empty, he suddenly realized that it might be a curse with a huge space.

‘I just don’t know... how much gold pounds are inside.’

"Thank you for your generosity, sir." The witch saluted with her horn of clothes and sat down.

"Then, I will continue..." The Count coughed: "Although they are all called 'demigods', there is still a huge gap between the order positions... The strong men in the 7th order are definitely beyond our imagination, and they are even enough to be called secret existences... Yes, many evil gods, demons, and false gods in the sacrifices...a large part of them are disguised by professionals in the higher order positions."

"200 gold pounds, this is what I think the news is worth."

Zhong Shenxiu continued to let the golden pounds flow in his wallet, like a stream.

Countless greedy eyes were staring at his wallet.

"I suspect... there is something wrong with your wallet, and those pounds may be fake, and they should be carefully checked..." a member of the conference suddenly said.

"This is not your power, but Mr. Earl and the witch."

Zhong Shenxiu was full of confidence, after all, she was really minting coins.

"I can guarantee that they are all true." The witch who received the money sighed, obviously knowing that this would bring more terrifying greed to Zhong Shenxiu.

The Count was silent, as if he was hesitating, and seemed ready to speak.

Finally, he said in a hoarse voice: "The 8th order is still a demigod... I guess the guardian of the kingdom may be on this rank, but it is not ruled out that there is a 9th order... but I don't know everything about it, even if it's just a synonym."

"There seems to be a huge gap from the demigod to the real god!"

Zhong Shenxiu nodded: "500 pounds, thanks to the Earl for your exquisite answer."

Kerry trembled all over.

It was both joyful and full of fear when hearing advanced mysterious knowledge.

He felt the greedy gazes around him, almost igniting himself.

This made him restless. When it was his turn, he did not propose a deal, so it naturally made it the turn next to him.

"Wait a minute...we will leave separately."

At this moment, Zhong Shenxiu's voice came to his ears.

‘Mr. Li Wei also knows that he is very dangerous. I don’t know how many people are going to steal his wallet…’ Kerry sighed in his heart and suddenly realized: ‘And he must have taken office and become an extraordinary person, I am just a burden…’

He sighed at his uselessness, and hoped that Mr. Li Wei could escape successfully.

"I want to sell a curse that satisfy people's wishes!"

At this time, another trader stood up and showed off a black tinder in his hand.

"It is the legacy of my ancestors. Just touch it three times and recite the 'The Fire Stealer', and you can summon an elf, which will satisfy your three wishes..."

"The curse that promises to satisfy your wishes... Haha, this sounds like a scam."

The previous witch spoke in a sarcastic voice: "If it is true, why don't you? Worry about it being a trap, or worry about being involved in a secret existence, and dying extremely uneasy? What is its negative effect?"

"I have no idea……"

The trader's momentum suddenly became weak.

None of the participants offered a quote, obviously knowing the tricks of such items.

Not to mention the question of truth or falsehood, just not even knowing the negative effects, it is easy to kill people.

‘It’s indeed a private party… I’m afraid no one dares to sell such a cursed thing openly, so he can only throw it here…’

Zhong Shenxiu thought for a while, her eyes were slightly deeper, and she saw the complex patterns on the black tinderbox, and suddenly asked, "I'm a little interested, I don't know what your psychological price is?"

“5,000 pounds, only 5,000 pounds!”

The trader quickly said.

"hehe……"

The Count changed his seat and said in a solemn voice: "Even if the result is very distorted, or even just a wish, as long as the price is not too heavy, the price is more than 10,000 pounds... Even like the knowledge, materials, and items in the fifth order, it has a price but no market, and only accepts exchange of equally cherished things..."

‘This is a reminder that it is very likely to be a fake.’

Zhong Shenxiu nodded and expressed her gratitude.

"I, in my ancestors' reputation, it's true."

The trader was a little furious and showed his originally young voice.

‘Every time I talk about my ancestors, I have a strong sense of honor, a destitute nobleman, or descendant?’

Zhong Shenxiu nodded: "Trade is completed!"

With the eyes of the crowd of people, he continued to take out his wallet and dumped the money whenever he had disagreements.

Kerry even heard various meticulous communication sounds around him:

"I bet that there is at least 30,000 pounds in it!"

"50,000 pounds!"

"This man must be a rich man!"

"Carleston has never heard of such a person. Maybe it's just someone lucky to pick up endless purses?"

...

The party ends soon.

Zhong Shenxiu was appointed by the count as the first to leave the venue with many complicated gazes.

"My image of 'big money' is probably attractive enough, and then two types of them will pop up..."

Zhong Shenxiu did not take off her mask, but instead turned into a more remote alley: "One is to come and rob, the other is to feel that I am generous enough and ready to continue trading privately..."

Before leaving, he felt someone secretly tracking him through various small means.

And he did not eliminate these traces.

When Zhong Shenxiu came to the Woking River where no one wanted to approach, a pair of blue and black rotten palms suddenly grew on the ground, grabbing his calves!

Suddenly a figure appeared in the void, like a chameleon that had taken off its disguise. It was a handsome young man holding a beautifully patterned sword in his hand, stabbing Zhong Shenxiu's chest with a sword!

Not far away, a pale woman let out a whistle toward Zhong Shenxiu, shaking her soul.

However, just the next moment.

The rich darkness came, and there seemed to be countless illusory and transparent palms in it, which grabbed the young man with a stinging sword, making him unable to move.

His expression quickly became horrified and stiff, and he fell to the ground and turned into a corpse.

Apart from him, the woman seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, screamed and dug out her eyes, and died quickly.

On the ground, the big hands quickly curled up, and a corpse slowly emerged.

Immediately, three somewhat transparent figures walked out of these three corpses, and they were the three previous assassins.

They walked to Zhong Shenxiu with a blank expression and bowed humbly, as if they were the most loyal servants.

The young man's soul picked up the original sting sword, as if he had changed his position to become a guard, with the tip of the sword pointing in a certain direction.

"The [herderer] of the Medici family?"

A very surprised voice came from that direction.
Chapter completed!