The Serpentfolk Soul Beast territory did not have rules like those in Eight Desolations Star City forbidding violence. The stall owner could have retaliated after the little boy smashed his face with a bell. The reason he did not was because he could tell the little boy was far from ordinary.
The stall owner was Immortal King Grade, so he could naturally see that the little boy was an Immortal Emperor Grade powerhouse. He was not surprised that someone so young was already Immortal Emperor Grade; he merely assumed the child was some old monster with peculiar tastes.
What opinion could a mere Immortal King Grade cultivator possibly have after being struck in the face with a bell by an Immortal Emperor Grade powerhouse?
If that Immortal Emperor Grade powerhouse took a dislike to him, he might even be tracked down outside. Then he would truly be finished!
"Stall owner, give me an honest price," Wang Xian said.
The stall owner considered it before saying, "At least five Immortal Lord Grade treasures or resources!"
Many treasures in the Spirit Realm were often like pearls covered in dust. Even genuine treasures could not display their effects without the proper method of use, becoming no different from ordinary objects in one's hands.
He had not lied about the origin of the Azure Bell. He had obtained it from a forbidden area in the Spirit Realm after narrowly escaping death countless times.
He had studied the Azure Bell for a long time without discovering anything. He could only put it up for sale, but he was unwilling to sell it too cheaply. Five Immortal Lord Grade treasures were already his bottom line.
"You..."
The little boy wanted to argue with the stall owner, but Wang Xian stopped him. "Fine, five Immortal Lord Grade