No Spiritual Roots? Then My Fists Shall Shatter the Heavens!
Chapter 100

Twelfth-Realm Cultivator's Legacy

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Facing the fat boss's pair of small eyes full of panic and probing, Su Yueli's expression beneath her mask did not fluctuate in the slightest, only asking back very calmly, "What, you won't take them?"

"Take them! Naturally I'll take them!"

A cheerful smile piled back onto the fat boss's face, and his speed of changing expressions could be called peerless.

Lowering his voice with a chuckle, he said, "Once something enters this Dark Baleful Domain of ours, it's a masterless item. There's nothing we dare not take, but Miss, the Azure Cloud Sect is currently searching for people like crazy over in the Imperial City. This stuff is terribly hot to handle."

Su Yueli couldn't be bothered to listen to him barter, speaking coldly, "Cut the crap. Calculate the worth of the things inside. I don't want Immortal Dao trinkets. Exchange all of it into resources that martial artists can use."

The fat boss's gaze flickered slightly, and he once again carefully calculated the five storage rings using spiritual power.

"Tsk tsk, truly quite a fortune. Two from elite inner disciples, two from ordinary inner disciples, and there's also... a personal disciple?"

"The spirit stones, healing magic treasures, talismans, and spirit herbs inside add up to 800 Upper-Grade Spirit Stones. Miss truly has formidable methods."

The boss rubbed his chin, a pair of small eyes filled with shrewdness, "Since Miss only wants martial artist resources, then the higher the grade the better, right?"

"Right, bring out the real goods. Don't use trash to fool me."

The fat boss gritted his teeth and carefully fished out a black jade box from beneath the counter.

Opening the box, inside lay a dark red medicinal pill emanating a rich bloody aura and violent energy.

"Miss, please take a look. This is our

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