Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Feng Bao and Qin Xuan walked together at the golden door.

Then, he said goodbye and left in a hurry, presumably to set up the secret realm of the great Han Xiao.

Qin Xuan looked at Feng Bao's back and smiled faintly.

There were naturally some reasons why he was on good terms with Feng Bao in his previous life, and the biggest reason was that Feng Bao had a conscience while practicing business.

All businessmen are dishonest!

These four words are common even in the world of cultivation, and Feng Bao naturally cannot do it without profit.

As he said before, the two thousand spirit crystals, even if it was one thousand five hundred and one, Feng Bao would never allow it, even if the other party was Fanxu Daojun or Hedao Da Neng.

And Feng Bao's conscience... Since Qin Xuan sold all the property of the Chiyan Sect, including the inherited skills of the Chiyan Sect, anyone with a discerning eye would know that the Chiyan Sect was either destroyed or the Sect Master was killed, and he, Qin Xuan, was naturally inseparable from the inextricable connection.

Presumably, the news of the destruction of the Red Flame Sect will soon spread from the Northern Wilderness, and the source is Feng Bao.

However, his name Qin Xuan will not, and no one knows what the destruction of the Red Flame Sect has to do with him, Qin Xuan.

This is Feng Bao's conscience!

After Feng Bao left, Qin Xuan was touring the Tongbao Pavilion. Although he wanted to join the Tianyun Sect, his own cultivation could not be abandoned.

Coincidentally, the Tongbao Pavilion is a second-class giant in the cultivation world. There are many treasures from the five regions of the Moyun Star, and even the rare treasures of the vast starry sky. Among them, there is naturally no shortage of what Qin Xuan needs.

There are also many cultivators around, who are browsing the countless rare treasures around on the first and second floors of the Tongbao Pavilion.

In front of Qin Xuan, the girl before also appeared behind him unknowingly.

"What do you want to buy, senior?" The girl smiled and looked at Qin Xuan in surprise.

A Jindan cultivator could make the steward leave Tongbao Pavilion in a hurry. She could imagine that what the two of them were talking about must be a big deal.

"Wild Blood Pill, seventh grade, are there any more?" Qin Xuan ignored the girl's surprised look and asked.

"Yes!" The girl led Qin Xuan to a place on the second floor. She took out a bottle of seven red jade bottles from it, "Senior, this bottle of Wild Blood Pill is about seventy seventh-grade spirit crystals."

She looked at Qin Xuan cautiously. Seventy seventh-grade spirit crystals were already a huge fortune for her. It would be painful for an ordinary great cultivator of the God Transformation Realm to buy them.

"Do you have ten bottles?" Qin Xuan asked calmly.

The girl was stunned. Ten bottles?

She looked at Qin Xuan with some astonishment. She seemed to remember that Qin Xuan was a cultivator who claimed to be a top-grade Jindan.

Can a top-grade Jindan afford ten bottles of seventh-grade Wild Blood Pill?

Even if it was a disciple of the inner sect of a large sect, a Jindan realm disciple might not have so many seventh-grade spirit crystals, right?

"No?" Qin Xuan frowned slightly.

The girl reacted and said quickly: "Yes, please wait a moment, senior!"

Then, she returned to the Tongbao Pavilion and took out ten bottles of seventh-grade Huangxuedan. Qin Xuan paid the spirit crystals from the storage pocket and took the Huangxuedan.

Qin Xuan toured the Tongbao Pavilion and saw many things that moved him.

There was even a drop of the blood of the Fanxu Demon King, and the majestic spirit in it made him moved.

Unfortunately, that drop of blood required 350-grade spirit crystals, which was comparable to 37,000 grade spirit crystals.

There were also some spiritual medicines that could allow him to refine a treasure pill, making the three thousand golden pills in his body go a step further.

At this moment, Qin Xuan's eyes paused slightly, and he had stopped in front of a silver-colored metal.

"Refining Wasteland Stone?"

Qin Xuan looked at the Refining Wasteland Stone, which was as big as a fist, but was worth a thousand seventh-grade spirit crystals.

Refining Wasteland Stone is a special stone on the edge of the Forbidden Wasteland. It is unique to Moyun Star and can be refined into magic weapons to improve the grade of magic weapons.

Qin Xuan thought about it, and just when he was about to speak, a voice suddenly came from the side.

"I want this seventh-grade Refining Wasteland Stone!"

The voice carried a hint of pride. Qin Xuan turned his head and saw a young man wearing a purple brocade robe with clouds and dragons on it, showing his nobility.

Prince of Xiyun Kingdom?

Qin Xuan was not unfamiliar. Xiyun Kingdom was also a big country on the edge of the wasteland, just like the status of Qinghe Sect among the many sects within a million miles. Xiyun Kingdom was even better. The emperor was originally a great cultivator in the Return to Void Realm. Its territory and strength were even known as the first big country on the edge of the wasteland.

The man in front of him was wearing a Xiyun brocade robe with dragon patterns. Apart from the prince, no one else in this wasteland had the courage to do this.

Qin Xuan glanced at him calmly and asked, "Do you have a second one?"

The woman behind the Xiyun prince and the girl behind Qin Xuan exchanged a glance, and then the girl behind Qin Xuan couldn't help but say, "Senior, there is only this seventh-grade wasteland refining stone."

The Xiyun prince also frowned and looked at Qin Xuan coldly.

"I asked for this first, so I should buy it. Are you going to compete with me?"

As soon as the words came out, the people from Tongbao Pavilion behind the two of them all changed their expressions slightly.

According to the rules of Tongbao Pavilion, if there is a dispute, the one with the highest bid will win.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, "One thousand and one hundred seventh-grade spirit crystals!"

Suddenly, the eyes of the Xiyun prince became cold, and he looked at Qin Xuan, "I am the seventh prince of Xiyun, Mu Qi. "

There was a powerful aura coming out from Mu Qi's body. Although he was only over fifty years old, he had already reached the level of Golden Core.

It was a pity that Qin Xuan was unaware of this aura.

He glanced at the prince of Xiyun indifferently, and the girl behind him couldn't help but say, "Seventh Prince, the rule of Tongbao Pavilion is that if it has not been bought, it must be given to the highest bidder."

"Even if you are the seventh prince of Xiyun, you cannot break the rules of Tongbao Pavilion!"

Mu Qi's eyes suddenly condensed, his eyes were like knives, and there was a hint of consciousness in his eyes, which directly suppressed the girl.

The girl was only in the Qi Refining Realm, let alone Mu Qi's half-step into the God Transformation Realm, which was about to condense the consciousness. Even if it was an ordinary Golden Core, it was definitely not something she could bear.

Immediately, the girl couldn't help but groan, her face was pale, and her body trembled slightly.

"Seventh Prince! "The woman behind Mu Qi couldn't help but change color.

Suddenly, all the momentum disappeared, and Mu Qi looked at Qin Xuan coldly, "I'll remember you, you'd better be lucky not to meet me outside this city again!"

He stood with his hands behind his back, "Have you ever seen me take action? I just have unstable cultivation and can't control my momentum."

"There are more than just your family in this Forbidden City. Although I am a prince, I am not a fool. I will give you Tongbao Pavilion a hundred and seven spirit crystals for free!"

Qin Xuan glanced at Mu Qi lightly, and finally spoke slowly.

"If you can't afford the price, get out!"

"Is this the skill of whining that the emperor of Xiyun taught you? "

After the voice fell, the girl behind Qin Xuan and the woman behind Mu Qi both changed their expressions suddenly.

Mu Qi's eyes were shocked, his eyes were like knives, and his momentum was once again like a raging wave.

In those extremely gloomy eyes, there was a hint of murderous intent, like a sword pointing to the throat.