I am a support player in the cultivation world

"no no!"

The strong man who bought the hidden spirit stones collapsed immediately after opening seven of them and not getting a single spirit stone.

"Impossible, this is fake, this is all fake..."

His eyes were bloodshot and his expression was crazy, like a gambler who had lost all his fortune.

Of course, not all of his wealth, but most of it is there.

The sturdy man glared at the handsome young man from the Guo family.

"You have to pay me with blood coins!"

The sturdy man rushed towards the young man and stretched out his hands to grab his collar.

"Humph!"

The old man behind the sturdy man opened his eyes, snorted angrily, and stretched out his right hand forward in a claw shape.

click-

The strong man's arm was broken at the elbow, bone spurs pierced through the flesh, and bright red blood dripped onto the ground.

"what--"

The strong man howled and his whole body was shaking.

"If you dare to cause trouble again, I will make sure you come in alive but leave dead!"

The old man raised his hand and pushed, and the strong man fell to the ground. He held his disabled right hand with his left hand and looked at the old man, angry but not daring to say anything.

Now, he finally woke up from his gambler's mentality.

This is the Guo family, not his Zhu family. He has no background here.

"I, I am the thirteenth young master of the Zhu family!"

The strong man was unwilling, but he could only be furious. He didn't even dare to curse and could only place his hopes on the family power behind him.

“Oh, don’t say you are a thirteenth young master, even if your eldest son comes to Guocheng, you have to be obedient.”

The old man showed no mercy.

The Zhu family in District 68 and the Guo family in District 73 are neighbors. The strength of the two families is not much different, and they have always lived in peace.

In fact, neither can swallow the other. If the two fight, both will suffer losses, and then the third party will take advantage of them.

The old man dared to say this now because of this reason.

But more of that...

The thirteenth young master of the Zhu family does not have a high status in the Zhu family, otherwise he would not have fallen to the black market of the Guo family to buy hidden spirit stones.

"roll!"

The old man shouted, then turned around and sat back.

“Those who want to buy can buy, and those who want to cause trouble can also give it a try.

You know the rules of the black market. If you don't have the foresight, don't come and embarrass yourself."

After saying that, he lay back and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

The strong man gritted his teeth, sat on the ground and looked up at the people around him.

"There are four more that I haven't opened yet. Who wants them? 3000 blood coins."

There was silence at the scene and no one paid any attention to him.

The strong man looked pale

"I have already opened seven. According to the probability, the probability of the remaining ones to get spirit stones is extremely high. It only costs... only 2400, no, only 2000 blood coins."

Finally, a man wearing a black mask couldn't stand it anymore and said in a hoarse voice

"Don't waste your energy. What you said is the normal probability, but the ones you chose are not within this range."

After careful selection, I chose a bunch of "processed goods".

Since you are a waste, don't go out and embarrass yourself.

When the strong man bought the hidden spirit stones before, the reason why no one said anything was because everyone could see that he was a newbie.

If the two people from the Guo family succeed in taking advantage of Xiaobai, it will be much easier for them to buy hidden spirit stones next time.

This is all for one's own benefit.

It’s a pity that the newbie still thinks he is good at bargaining and acts like he got a good deal.

When the sturdy man heard this, his pale face turned pale in an instant, his lips kept moving, and his eyes were dull.

The other man in black robe couldn't bear it anymore and said in a shrill voice:

"Who gave this kid the information? Doesn't he know any rules?"

The rule of the black market is that silver is exchanged for goods, so even if you use thousands of blood coins to buy a piece of waste stone, you still have to acknowledge it.

How can anyone act like him?

"Throw it out!"

"Throw him out!"

Someone took the lead in the front, and the people behind him also started speaking.

The old man flashed and appeared behind the burly man, picked him up and threw him out of the secret passage.

"continue!"

Following everyone's wishes, the old man sat back down.

Next, other people started to negotiate prices with the young man from the Guo family and purchase the hidden spirit stones.

...

Lin Fuping had been watching from the corner from the beginning. Seeing this farce in front of him, he silently wrote down in his little notebook:

Gui Yao, spiritual energy is scarce, low-level cultivators are inadequately educated, have low moral character, and their classes are rigid.

besides...

Deeply influenced by Chinese culture!

Lin Fuping felt a little relieved about this.

The deeper the influence of China, the more likely it is that the fellow villagers left something behind.

...

Under Lin Fuping's gaze, several people bought hidden spirit stones from the young man from the Guo family one after another.

They did not spend as much as the strong man, they only bought two or three coins, and did not pursue the quality, but judged based on their own experience.

In Lin Fuping's consciousness, fifty to sixty percent of these spiritual stones contain something.

It seems that experience still helps!

Lin Fuping chooses his targets among those who buy hidden spirit stones.

Now it’s not just about making money, but also about obtaining information.

Because she found that the news previously sent back to Kun Ling was still too general and insufficient.

Some things are better to get from the locals.

A man in a black robe and a silver face opened a hidden spirit stone and obtained a low-grade spirit stone. He then put the low-grade spirit stone and the remaining two hidden spirit stones into his storage bag and turned to walk out of the secret passage.

Shortly after he left, two black figures followed.

The old ancestor who hid the spirit stone narrowed his eyes, looked at the two people leaving, sighed, and shook his head slightly.

The last person to follow out was naturally Lin Fuping. Her target was the black-robed silver-faced man who had bought three Hidden Spirit Stones and had all three in stock.

She didn't buy anything, and the old man from the Guo family thought Lin Fuping was a bandit who came specifically to rob.

I'm just a poor guy who can't afford blood coins. How can I have the courage to cause trouble to those who often hang out in the black market?

...

After exiting the secret passage, the man in black robe and silver face kept walking, turning left and right along the streets of the black market, and finally stepped into an extremely narrow alley.

The man in black behind him also followed him in.

Lin Fuping raised his eyebrows

Wow, looks like we have to queue up!

A quarter of an hour later, a strong smell of blood came from the alley.

Lin Fuping raised his foot and stepped into the dim alley.

The man in black robe and silver face held two curved blades in his hands and looked in the direction of the alley entrance. Under his feet were scattered corpses and blood that was enough to soak his feet.

"Chat?"

Lin Fuping lowered his voice

brush--

The black-robed, silver-faced figure’s answer was to attack. She transformed into a cheetah and rushed towards Lin Fuping.

"Really are..."

Lin Fuping had no choice but to stretch out his hand and shake it in the air.

The cheetah was suspended in the air and motionless.

"Now, we can talk!"

Lin Fuping snapped her fingers, and the curved blade in the black-robed, silver-faced man's hand broke into pieces, but she herself was not hurt at all.