"How many do you have? I'll take them all!?"
The stall owner grew excited the moment he heard that and hurriedly pulled out three more immortal artifacts.
Like the immortal sword from before, these three artifacts were weathered by the passage of time, their spiritual artifacts having completely vanished into the river of years.
"Not bad!"
Feng Tian figured he could get Qin Feng to reimburse him, so he readily took out three hundred Immortal Crystals.
"He bought them just because you have them!"
The surrounding stall owners looked green with envy, more miserable than if they'd lost money themselves.
"Thank you, brother! Thank you..."
The stall owner thanked him repeatedly, though deep down, he was filled with regret.
When he had followed the main group into the Immortal King Ruins, he'd stumbled upon a burial chamber containing tens of thousands of these immortal artifacts, all weathered by time.
They were spoils of war that the Breaking Army Immortal King had taken from defeated opponents during his lifetime.
He hadn't thought much of these artifacts, whose spiritual artifacts had vanished. But with danger mounting, he'd followed the principle of never leaving empty-handed, snatched a few, and retraced his steps.
Who could have guessed someone would pay a fortune for these battered old things?
If he'd known he'd run into such a sucker, he would've grabbed a lot more.
"As I said..."
Feng Tian remained as brazen as ever. "My master Qian has money to burn. He'll take however many you have. Whether they're immortal artifacts without spiritual artifacts or rare treasures, as long as they came from the Immortal King Ruins, my master Qian can afford them!"
"Of course..."
The surrounding stall owners nodded in agreement, not doubting Qian Duoduo's wealth in the least.
Some quick-witted people had already started