Martial Arts Immortality: Awakening the Three Colors of Domineering at the Beginning

He actually had something more valuable on him, but he had to see how confident the other party was first.

"Okay, please wait a moment, my dear guest!"

Hearing Ye Wen's agreement, the steward quickly stood up and respectfully withdrew.

After a while, he came in again and put a Xuankong bag in front of Ye Wen.

"Please count it, my dear guest, a total of 27,260,000 low-grade Xuanshi, not a penny less. The Xuankong bag is not worth much, so I'll give it to you."

Hearing this, Ye Wen picked up the Xuankong bag and looked over.

I saw that the space inside was as large as 1,000 cubic meters, which was larger than the only one left on him.

According to the market price, a Xuankong bag of this size is worth at least 500,000 or 600,000 Xuanshi, and the steward also invested money.

"Okay, thank you very much!"

Ye Wen put away the Xuankong bag, his eyes lit up.

So many Xuanshi, enough for him to practice for a while.

He was about to get up and leave, when the steward of Qizhen Pavilion suddenly spoke again.

"I wonder if the distinguished guest has any treasures. If so, I am willing to accept them."

Hearing this, Ye Wen paused.

He did have a few things on him now.

They were two top-grade skills and five top-grade martial arts that he got from the cave.

There was also a blood-red gem of unknown origin and a palm-sized silver flag.

However, according to the price of the items just now, each of these things might be worth tens of millions of black stones. He was really worried whether this place could produce black stones.

Just as he was thinking, the steward of Qizhen Pavilion suddenly spoke again.

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist, we are still confident that we can take it within 30 to 50 million black stones."

Hearing this, Ye Wen sat down again.

He took a deep look at the steward of Qizhen Pavilion, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"In that case, please take a look at this thing."

As he said, Ye Wen took out another martial arts token and handed it over.

"Top-grade skills!"

The first time the steward sensed the information in the token, he was shocked.

After a moment, he looked at Ye Wen in shock.

"Fellow Daoist, you are so bold that you dare to sell such skills."

"Why? Can't you accept it?"

Ye Wen asked back.

"That's not the case. I'm just a little shocked. Are you sure you want to buy it?"

Hearing the steward of Qizhen Pavilion confirm again, Ye Wen nodded.

"Okay, but the value of the top-grade skills is about ten times more expensive than the top-grade skills, and if it can be auctioned, it will definitely be sold at a higher price. Why don't you give it to us and let us hold an auction, so that your interests can be maximized, what do you think?"

The steward said solemnly.

"Okay, how long will it take for me to get the black stone?"

After hearing the explanation, Ye Wen thought for a while and asked hesitantly.

"It won't take too long, a month is enough."

"Okay, I'll come back in a month, and I hope your Qizhen Pavilion can sell for a good price by then."

After saying that, Ye Wen turned around and left.

He trusted this place so much, so he naturally had a way to deal with the other party's regret.

He really wandered around Liuyue City in vain when he first came.

If the other party dared to play any tricks, he didn't mind letting Zi Xiao come out to reason with the other party.

"Slow down, dear guest!"

After leaving Qizhen Pavilion, Ye Wen hadn't walked a hundred meters when several sneaky figures appeared in a corner not far away, staring at his back.

"Hey, the little fat sheep is here."

"You've been in there for so long, you must have brought a lot of good things with you."

"You dare to come to this Qizhen Pavilion alone at such a young age, you must be very confident in your own strength, it seems that we need to work together."

"Follow him, don't let him run away!"

The few people talked for a few breaths, and seeing Ye Wen's disappearing back, they quickly followed.

After turning a few street corners, Ye Wen appeared in a remote location in Liuyue City, with no one around.

He stopped and looked back, only to see seven figures rushing from a distance.

With the perception of the color of seeing and hearing, how could these people's small movements escape his ears and eyes.

"This kid came here specifically to attack us?"

"I don't know, but if the seven of us brothers attack together, there are not many people in Liuyue City who can stop us."

"That's right, there were such idiots before, but unfortunately they died in our hands."

Looking at Ye Wen's figure, several people whispered to each other.

They were very disdainful of Ye Wen in their words, and obviously believed in their own strength.

"Who are you? Is Qizhen Pavilion doing a black-eating-black business?"

Hearing the conversation of several people, Ye Wen directly interrupted their discussion.

He had just left Qizhen Pavilion.As soon as he opened the door, he was targeted by these people. The first place he suspected must be Qizhen Pavilion.

After all, only they knew that he was now worth a lot of money and had tens of millions of Xuanshi.

If he could do a business without capital, wouldn’t he make more money than selling goods?

"Haha! What's the point of knowing so much? It's just adding to your troubles."

"That's right, you don't have to care who we are. Just remember that this day next year is your memorial day."

As they said that, they quickly approached Ye Wen and surrounded him.

They seemed to approach carelessly, but their steps were very cautious. They all looked tense and kept an eye on Ye Wen's actions.

Hearing the ridicule of several people. Ye Wen shook his head speechlessly.

"A group of ants, when did you dare to talk to him like this!"

Seeing this, Ye Wen also lost interest.

Buzz!

The domineering aura of the overlord was released instantly, impacting all directions.

Suddenly, the bodies of several people stiffened.

The domineering aura of more than eight points was a dimensional strike against several warriors who were still in the low-level True Blood Grandmaster realm.

Whoosh!

There was a flash of lightning under Ye Wen's feet, and he instantly crossed a distance of dozens of meters and appeared in front of a person in an instant.

Bang!

With a light tap of his finger, the man's head exploded instantly.

Seeing this scene, the other six people were full of horror in their eyes. Just when they wanted to burst out their true blood to break free from the suppression and escape, suddenly a stronger pressure came down.

Boom!

Several people instantly seemed to be carrying several mountains on their backs. They suddenly knelt heavily on the ground and smashed six large pits on the ground.

Bang bang bang...

The next moment, in their horrified eyes, the heads of their teammates exploded one by one, and then Ye Wen sucked out drops of true blood, completely cutting off their vitality.

"Qizhen Pavilion! I hope you don't do anything, otherwise..."

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Ye Wen didn't care whether these people were related to Qizhen Pavilion.

He just wanted the black stone now to speed up his practice.

The road of martial arts is the law of the jungle.

It seems that the only thing he can trust is his own strength.

In the following time, Ye Wen continued to wander around Liuyue City, changed his clothes, and then found a safe inn to live in.

After paying a month's room fee, he went directly to the practice room in the inn room and began to retreat.