Chapter Thirty-Six: White Ice

  Yeah, although the ticket price is expensive, I still want to shout out: seeking collection, seeking recommendation! Thank you!

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  Lingfu is a special kind of fu talisman that contains spiritual power surpassing ordinary mid-to-high-grade fu talismans, the reason being no other than its ability to be used multiple times repeatedly.

  However, every time he uses it, its effectiveness weakens a little, until the spiritual power is completely dissipated, and this talisman also loses its effect.

  But even so, Lingfu is still extremely precious, and even surpasses some mid-to-high-grade talismans.

  The pale blue talisman in front of me, from the perspective of the contained spiritual power, indeed looks like a spirit symbol as mentioned, but the old man by my side surprisingly refuses to admit it.

  "What else do you want to buy?" Seeing that Wang Fei had not left, but was staring intently at the pale blue talismans on the stall, the old man knew what he meant, but pretended to be deaf and dumb and asked.

  Wang Fei also pretended to be silly, pointing at the pale blue talisman and saying: "I want to buy this talisman. It's a low-grade talisman, it shouldn't cost much money, right?"

  "You little scamp!"

  The old man heard Wang Fei's words, a small bunch of whiskers were raised, his eyes stared at him, and his head shook like a rattle drum: "This token, not for sale, not for sale!"

  "Senior, since you've come here to set up a stall, that means you're selling things. Why don't you sell some?"

  Wang Fei had a run-in with him, and the old man's previous calculations about himself were clear to Wang Fei. Since the other party was being disrespectful despite his age, Wang Fei could only grit his teeth and bear it for now. After all, the foundation-building technique wouldn't be available until several days later, so Wang Fei wasn't in a hurry.

  The old man was so angry that his nostrils were flaring, and if it weren't for the rules of the trading hall being in effect, he really wanted to jump up and slap Wang Fei a few times.

  The Xiu Zhen Yi Hui is a place where sect disciples can trade with each other, and naturally does not allow the occurrence of events where the seller attacks the buyer. At least in the land of buying and selling, this will not happen.

  Thus, Wang Fei naturally accompanied him with ease.

  "You little scoundrel!"

  The old man secretly scolded in his heart, originally he wanted to sell this talisman, but he had to find someone who knew the goods. As soon as Wang Fei opened his mouth and asked what kind of talisman it was, the old man naturally didn't like it, so he casually deceived him, but unexpectedly Wang Fei would come up with this move, making him suffer a loss in secret.

  Of course, this is also what he asked for, why didn't he just say it clearly from the beginning?

  Wang Fei naturally didn't know that his unconscious problem would lead to the old man's wild imagination. He really didn't know before and wasn't intentionally trying to deceive him. However, since the other party was so greedy for gain, Wang Fei naturally grasped the handle and wouldn't let go.

  "Young man, don't be so ruthless! Alright, I'll sell you this talisman for 20 spirit crystals!"

  "Wait, I'll give you 25 spirit crystals!"

  Wang Fei was just about to take out the Ling crystal transaction when he suddenly remembered a woman's clear and crisp voice in his ear. He turned his head to look, and it was actually a young woman of similar age to himself, with a gentle and elegant appearance, wearing a pale purple gauze skirt, with two white gauze ribbons on the edges, fluttering and lively.

  "This talisman, I'll take it!"

  A woman in purple clothes appeared and walked up to Wang Fei with lotus steps, took out a pile of spiritual crystals and placed them on the table, saying coldly.

  "Damn it!" Wang Fei cursed in his heart,

  It is said that only women and petty people are difficult to raise, indeed it is true. A purple-clothed woman suddenly appeared out of nowhere, coming to fight with him for the Spirit Symbol.

  Wang Fei was not reconciled, but when he scanned his divine consciousness, he found that this woman was actually a ninth-level spiritual overflow, and he couldn't help but change color slightly. Looking at her again, she was wearing a bright and beautiful dress, probably a second-generation fairy.

  Wang Fei took another look and saw that on the corner of the woman's collar, an embroidery of a "wind" character was stitched, presumably she was a disciple of Feng Lin Men.

  Feng Lin Men, in the State of Yan and Dan Feng Zong, have similar strength, belonging to the upper class. The strength of this woman, within Feng Lin Men, is apparently similar to that of the Dong Fu disciples of Dan Feng Zong, no wonder she is so wealthy and arrogant.

  Wang Fei knew that although he was wealthy, he couldn't spend money recklessly. After all, the main purpose of this trip was to find a middle-grade or higher foundation-building method, but it wouldn't be easy for her to get it. So Wang Fei's eyes rolled around and he added more money to the old man, saying: "Senior, I'll give you thirty spirit crystals."

  When the purple-robed woman heard that Wang Fei had actually raised the price, she looked at him with an incredulous expression. Logically speaking, a loose cultivator should not have been able to take out so many spirit crystals, but looking at his confident demeanor, it seemed he really could produce them.

  "Thirty-five!" The woman in purple clothes said after a moment of contemplation.

  "Forty."

  Wang Fei hugged his shoulders with both hands and raised an eyebrow, continuing to increase the price.

  The woman in purple was getting anxious, if things continued like this, she would be the one to suffer a loss, but for now, this talisman contained a hidden escape technique that could conceal her hundreds of feet away, it was a lifesaving treasure that she had to obtain.

  The woman in purple gritted her teeth and decided to try one more time. If the other party still refused to give in, she would leave.

  "Fifty Spiritual Crystals!"

  The woman in purple finished speaking and raised her eyes to look at Wang Fei, while Wang Fei was also looking at her, their gazes intertwining at this moment.

  "It's all yours."

  Wang Fei yawned, shook his hands and walked away by himself, leaving the purple-clothed woman standing there in a daze.

  Wang Fei released a part of his divine consciousness as he left, and saw the stunned expression of the purple-robed woman. He secretly laughed to himself, thinking that this was the "benefit" of competing with him for things.

  The other party is a disciple of Feng Linmen in the 9th layer of Lingyue, closer to the foundation period. This middle and high-level foundation method is naturally more tempting. On the day of the auction three days later, she will definitely be there. Being able to weaken her wealth by one part means gaining an opportunity for oneself.

  Looking at Wang Fei's departing figure, the purple-robed woman was indignant and stamped her foot, but there was nothing she could do, so she had to take out 50 pieces of spiritual crystal to buy this spiritual symbol.

  The old man took over the Ling crystal with one hand and was overjoyed. The price more than doubled.

  In fact, the seal has a hidden escape technique symbol, twenty pieces of spiritual crystal, which is the middle price. If it's not an escape technique symbol, even ten pieces of spiritual crystal can be used.

  How can the elderly be unhappy?

  An old man had a sly and pleased expression, while the purple-clothed woman was furious but couldn't do anything. Just as she was fuming with anger, holding a spirit symbol that cost twice the price, a male voice sounded from behind her. "Bai Shimei, seeing you so angry, who is it that dared to provoke you?"

  The woman in purple turned around and saw a man in his twenties, dressed neatly and elegantly, standing in front of her with a concerned expression.

  The woman in purple spat out a mouthful of stagnant air, recounting the events that had transpired earlier. The man's expression immediately turned fiery, and a sly smile spread across his face as he said, "Hmph, a mere loose cultivator dares to toy with White Ice Shifu's sister like this? He's simply asking for death. Don't be angry, Shifu's sister, let me take care of him and help you vent your anger."

  When he saw Shixiong, he was about to rush forward to chase Wang Fei. Bai Bing pulled him back and shook his head, saying: "Jiao Shixiong, what are you doing? Have you forgotten the rules of Xiuzhen Yi Hui?"

  Jiao Shixiong was taken aback for a moment, then calmed down immediately. Indeed, according to the rules of the Cultivation Easy Assembly, it is not allowed to fight or brawl within the venue, in order to maintain the order of the venue.

  If someone violates, the elder of the organizer will come forward to deal with it immediately. Those are all masters in the later period of foundation building. How can those petty people be their opponents? Of course, once they leave the venue, it has nothing to do with them.

  So, all along, the exhibition hall has been the safest place to trade, as long as you have money, you can buy whatever you want at will. However, once out of the exhibition hall, some people become silent like a cicada in winter.

  Outside the venue means bloody massacre.

  Understanding these principles, Master Jiao naturally wouldn't recklessly chase after him, but in his mind, he was brewing a plan to kill someone.