What was more, the storage treasure this kid had seemed to be the ring on his finger. It was the first time he had ever seen a ring-shaped storage treasure.
The four of them all gave off a hint of mystery. He could not see through them at all.
"Let's go."
After saying that, Bao Xiaotou handed the jade tokens in his hand to Ye Lin and the other two, one for each of them.
"Safe travels, young masters."
With that, the little old man hurried away carrying the small black box. Today's turnover had already exceeded expectations, and he still had these precious treasures in hand. If he did not leave now, what was he waiting for?
"Hey, Elder Wang, don't leave so fast. Let us brothers take a look at what a treasure worth ten top-grade phantom stones looks like."
"Yeah, Elder Wang, let us have a look. We're only looking, not taking it from you. Look at how stingy you are. We brothers have given your business plenty of patronage, haven't we?"
"Exactly. Take out one of those white jade stones and let us brothers feast our eyes on it. Broaden our horizons a little."
At that moment, three scruffy young men stood with their arms folded, blocking Elder Wang's path. The surrounding beings likewise folded their arms and watched the show, while powerful auras prowled ceaselessly through the crowd.
Elder Wang's face gradually darkened. Damn it, they were actually trying to rob me?
"Get lost."
The little old man gave a cold snort, and an overwhelmingly powerful aura burst from his body. It sent the watching beings around him reeling back, their faces filled with horror.
"Phantom Sect? Elder Wang, don't forget that the three of us brothers are Phantom Sect cultivators too."
The young man