Killing Intent
The stall owner was a man in his forties, dressed in a black robe. He had a broad, square face and an utterly ordinary appearance, the sort who would go completely unnoticed in a crowd. The only distinctive feature was a long scar between his brows that extended all the way to the corner of his eye.
At this moment, there was no one at the stall, and business was sluggish. Seeing this, Su Changqing walked over without hesitation.
"Fellow Daoist, how much are these pair of Blazing Tiger fangs?"
Su Changqing pointed at the beast fangs on the stall as he spoke. These Blazing Tiger fangs came from a third-rank demon beast, equivalent to a human cultivator at the Core Formation Realm.
Aside from its valuable Demon Core, the most valuable part of a Blazing Tiger was this pair of tiger fangs. Properly refined, they could become a rather fine magic treasure. Of course, Su Changqing was not after the Blazing Tiger fangs, but that tattered black flag.
If he went straight for his target from the start, the other party would inevitably ask an exorbitant price.
"Ten thousand spirit stones!"
The middle-aged man glanced at Su Changqing and answered blandly.
"Isn't that too expensive?"
Su Changqing frowned slightly.
"Fellow Daoist knows the value of Blazing Tiger fangs. My price is not high. If you don't want them, then forget it."
The middle-aged man's expression did not change as he continued in the same indifferent tone.
"Ten thousand spirit stones is fine, but throw in these items as extras."
Su Changqing casually pointed at a pitch-black stone on the stall, an old and worn talisman brush, and that tattered black flag.
The middle-aged man frowned slightly, revealing a thoughtful expression.
Even combined, those items were not worth