The laughter is ethereal, with a joyful and mischievous tone.
This hint of emotion was something Han Yi had never seen from Chu Jinmo, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned.
After a moment, he came back to his senses and realized that Chu Jinmo today was a little different from before. The relationship between the two seemed to be getting closer.
Three major misconceptions in life?
Han Yi smiled, turned and left. Instead of returning directly to Azure Dragon Peak, he got on Red Sun Peak, walked into Red Sun Market, put on a mask that concealed his aura, and went straight to Nine Dragon Shop.
Today, he wants to get rid of some of the Myriad Demon Mountains's trophies.
When business came to the door, He Fangwei came up to him with half-squinted eyes and a smile on his face, "Did you, fellow Daoist, buy magic weapons or elixirs this time?"
"Selling magic weapons." Han Yi said in a deep voice.
He Fangwei was startled for a moment, then immediately reacted and smiled even wider. Because of this smile, there was only a slit left in his already small eyes.
"Hurry up and come in."
After welcoming Han Yi into Meditation Chamber, both parties sat down, and He Fangwei stared at Han Yi with bright eyes.
Han Yi didn't waste any time and took out the first magic weapon, which was Blood Soul Banner that was more than half damaged.
"Blood Soul Banner, I remember that Attaining Dao friend also sold a Blood Soul Banner last time. The valuation at that time was four thousand Spirit Stone, but the market was in short supply of magic weapons at that time. It's a premium price, and the damage to that piece of Blood Soul Banner is not serious. There are four main souls in it, but in this piece of fellow Daoist, there are only three main souls left in the banner. The damage is even more serious. I can only estimate it at one thousand three hundred Spirit Stone."
"Fellow Daoist, what do you think?"
He Fangwei licked his lips calmly, feeling excited inside.
The Daoist friend in front of him was deeply impressed by the last time he sold magic weapons. Judging from his last experience, this Blood Soul Banner is just an appetizer.
Next, there must be a higher level magic weapon.
Sure enough.
Han Yi nodded in approval of He Fangwei's estimate, and took out three sets of inner armor from the storage bag.
He Fangwei's eyes flashed.
"These three sets are all Mid-grade Magic Artifact level Body Protection Inner Armor. Two are in good condition and one is damaged by about 30%."
"The two complete sets of inner armor, although both are Mid-grade Magic Artifact, have different prices. This one is top-notch in the Mid-grade Magic Artifact category, with a discount of 3,500 Low-grade Spirit Stone. The second one is The inner armor is just an ordinary medium-grade inner armor, which is discounted to 1,500 Low-grade Spirit Stone. The third damaged inner armor, if it is not damaged, is priced between the first two pieces of inner armor, and if it is damaged, it is discounted to 1,200 Low-grade Spirit Stone."
"Including Blood Soul Banner, the total is seven thousand five hundred Low-grade Spirit Stone, which is seventy-five Medium-grade Spirit Stone."
"Fellow Daoist, is this price suitable?"
Han Yi nodded without refuting. He also understood the price range of Mid-grade Magic Artifact very well. The price given by He Fangwei was already considered very kind.
"Okay, Shopkeeper He, take another look at this magical weapon."
Han Yi took out the silver folding fan from the storage bag and placed it on the table.
He Fangwei's eyes suddenly straightened, and he stood up suddenly.
"Silver-Scaled Fan?"
He carefully picked up the silver folding fan, appraised it for a full stick of incense, and then said, "It's really Silver-Scaled Fan."
"Silver-Scaled Fan?" This is the first time Han Yi knows the name of the seized silver folding fan.
He Fangwei nodded heavily. "That's right, this is Silver-Scaled Fan."
He put down the silver folding fan. "Fellow Daoist, do you still remember the high-grade magic weapon Silver Light Beads that you sold last time?"
Han Yi nodded. That Silver Light Beads was obtained from the young man who owned Top-grade Magic Artifact Golden Light Shuttle with a cold smile on his face. It was a set of high-grade magic weapons.
It was also because of selling that set of magical instruments that Han Yi had the money to buy them. Not only did I buy Wind Demon Dagger, but I also bought several spiritual talismans including the first-order top-grade spiritual talisman Yin Thunder Talisman.
Speaking of which, it was the selling and buying that time that allowed Han Yi to not only escape unscathed in this Myriad Demon Mountains, but also killed four people and obtained many trophies.
Take it Blood God Sect, use it Blood God Sect, drink it and peck it, it's all destiny.
He Fangwei continued, "The last Silver Light Beads was valued at six hundred Medium-grade Spirit Stone, which is sixty thousand Low-grade Spirit Stone, and that Silver Light Beads comes from the Southern Dipper Divine Palace, one of Great Qian Three Great Sects. This Silver-Scaled Fan is also produced from the Southern Dipper Divine Palace."
"In terms of power, Silver-Scaled Fan is more powerful than Silver Light Beads, but Silver Light Beads belongs to a magic weapon set. The three Silver Light Beadss taken individually are all high-grade magic weapons. Therefore, the old value of this Silver-Scaled Fan is lower than that of Silver Light Beads, five hundred and sixty Medium-grade Spirit Stone."
"Fellow Daoist, do you think this is okay?"
I couldn't help but feel happy when I heard five hundred and sixty Medium-grade Spirit Stone, Han Yi. I sold Silver Light Beads before and got six hundred Medium-grade Spirit Stone. Now I sold Silver-Scaled Fan and got another five hundred and sixty Medium-grade Spirit Stone.
Blood God Sect's monk is really a money-giving boy.
"Okay, I'll take care of you, shopkeeper Yihe."
Before Han Yi took out the fourth magic weapon, He Fangwei touched Silver-Scaled Fan, with an inexplicable look flashing in his eyes. "Do you know the connection between Silver Light Beads and Silver-Scaled Fan?"
Han Yi was stunned for a moment, but was not in a hurry to take out the magic weapon and shook his head. "Are the two related?"
He Fangwei's face straightened. "Southern Dipper Divine Palace is one of Great Qian Three Great Sects. In the field of magical artifacts, there is a famous series of magical artifacts from this sect."
"Among them, the top grade Silver Series and the top grade Flame Series are both very powerful, popular and feared."
"Silver Light Beads, Silver-Scaled Fan, and Silver Series belong to the top grade."
He Fangwei changed his tone and asked tentatively, "Fellow Daoist, did you just come back from the Myriad Demon Mountains?"
He has not investigated the identity of Han Yi. He had made some guesses before. He guessed that Han Yi was just an outer disciple of Qi Refining Layer 6. But now it seems that Han Yi should be an inner disciple, so that he could participate in the Myriad Demon Mountains's mission and have the opportunity to obtain so many Blood God Sect magic weapons in the near future.
Suddenly, he had many uncertain guesses about Han Yi's identity.
Han Yi nodded, which was regarded as recognition, but it did not proceed.
Instead, he put the last magic weapon up from the storage bag. "Shopkeeper He, I still have the last magic weapon. Please help me identify it."
A gilded halberd was placed lightly on the table. The halberd was two meters long, as long as the table, and was gilded entirely. After it was placed on the table, the whole room felt a little more noble.
He Fangwei originally thought that just like last time, this transaction had been terminated, but unexpectedly Han Yi took out another magic weapon. He was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was doing, and he stepped forward to carefully identify the halberd on the table.
First, look, touch, and knock on the surface, and then activate the identification technique to pour mana into the halberd. A pale golden light circulates on the surface of the halberd, like a golden dragon...
It took half a cup of tea for He Fangwei to finally identify the magical weapon. The expression on his face was complicated, ranging from shock to trance. This was the first time Han Yi saw such a complicated expression on He Fangwei's face.
"Shopkeeper He?"
(End of chapter)