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"Master, how did you know about these demon herbs? And that they were useless?" Fu Zhiwen was stunned. "Could it be that you also know demon arts?"
At this point, Fu Zhiwen slapped his forehead and smiled bitterly. "Ah, look at this disciple's memory. Didn't you also pass demon arts on to Black Bear, White Lion, and Golden Eagle? Master, is there anything in this world that you cannot do?"
"Children," Xiao Hua replied blandly.
Fu Zhiwen was startled at first, then an exceedingly strange expression appeared on his face. He nearly burst himself holding back that laughter...
Xiao Hua also called out bids several times for the demon fruits that followed. It was still the same human who had bid before, refusing to yield. This time, Xiao Hua simply did not even look and directly gave up. First, he did not wish to quarrel with a fellow human over these demon fruits and let the Demon Race enjoy the show. Second, he did not want the North Sea Dragon Palace to earn extra Sea Crystals for nothing.
Last came some stones from the Sacred Realm of a Thousand Demons. Naturally, they were materials for refining artifacts; Xiao Hua knew that after sweeping the few outside the Qiankun Ring with his divine sense. In the end, after a few sparse bids, including Xiao Hua's, no one spoke again, and Xiao Hua easily obtained the Qiankun Ring. After sending a voice transmission to ask Xuan Kong how many top-grade Qi Stones he needed to pay, Xiao Hua took out a Small Qiankun Bag, placed the Qi Stones