The stall owner's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "Eighty spirit stones. Don't think it's expensive—this is an old item I risked my life to bring out of that cave estate!"
Hearing that price, the many Rogue Cultivators who had just been examining the rotten broken blade all gave up on the idea.
Eighty spirit stones could buy two Peiyuan Pills. Who in their right mind would spend that much on a piece of worthless scrap iron?
Most Rogue Cultivators with tight purses were ultimately quite rational.
They wanted to pick up a bargain, sure, but no one wanted to be taken for a fool!
Yet, to everyone's surprise, Shi Nantian merely pondered for a moment before generously taking out the spirit stones.
Seeing this scene, everyone looked at one another.
Could it be that this rotten, broken blade truly held some Xuan Ji they had failed to see?
Once the money and goods had changed hands, everyone watched helplessly as Shi Nantian put the damaged blade back into his Storage Bag, their faces filled with uncertainty and suspicion.
"Kid, don't let your eyes deceive you!"
"Exactly. Anything brought out for sale must have been inspected by every possible method. It would only be put on display after they made sure there was no hidden mystery!"
"A kid fresh out of the gate is still too inexperienced in the ways of the world!"
The smiling stall owner immediately became displeased. He snapped, "Hey, hey, hey! Don't go spouting bloody nonsense! I guarantee these old items were freshly unearthed from Daoist Lingmiao's cave estate and brought straight to Tianhe Marketplace for sale!"
"Besides, Daoist Lingmiao's cave estate only appeared a few days ago. How could I have inspected everything so quickly? Perhaps this young fellow really does have some sort