Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm as he walked back.

Along the way, all the disciples below the level of True Lords looked at him with awe.

The name of the first incarnation of the Northern Wilderness has now spread across the Northern Wilderness. The five characters of Changqing in the Tianyun Sect have a vague momentum of becoming invincible in the incarnation of the God.

In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected. Even though Qin Xuan has just entered the sect and is not popular, he is not pleasing to others, but it does not prevent people from awe.

What's more, Qin Xuan is now the chief disciple of the Tianyun Sect, with a higher status than the elders. Even the True Lords have to call Qin Xuan "senior brother" when they see him.

On the Ni Peak, Han Yu stood with his hands behind his back, like a fairy, overlooking the scenery of the nine mountains.

The mountains are surrounded by clouds and mist, and the mountains are like dragons.

"Is this the Tianyun Divine Tree?" Han Yu said softly, looking at the Tianyun Divine Tree that has been preserved in the Northern Wilderness for millions of years, his eyes shining with brilliance.

‘If it belongs to me, how much can this third-grade sacred tree be sold for? ’

Chang Yan, who was standing by, looked at Han Yu with drunken eyes. She looked extraordinary and dressed in purple, like a fairy.

She was not like a disciple from a mercenary place like Tongbao Pavilion. However, if Chang Yan knew that Han Yu was calculating how much the sacred tree that had been guarded for a million years could be sold for, she would probably spit out all the wine she had drunk.

Suddenly, Han Yu retracted his gaze and turned to look at the foot of Nifeng Mountain.

Qin Xuan was walking down the mountain in white clothes.

“Changqing!”

Han Yu’s eyes were slightly dark, and her face was not good.

In her eyes, Qin Xuan was the enemy who took her treasure. If it weren’t for Qin Xuan, Han Yu could be sure that Tianxiao Pavilion would definitely belong to her.

Qin Xuan looked at Han Yu’s slightly gloomy eyes, laughed in his heart, and immediately understood Han Yu’s thoughts.

"Miao Yuxian is very careful!"

Qin Xuan murmured in his heart, with a faint smile in his eyes.

"Junior brother!" Chang Yan stood up and looked at Qin Xuan carefully. Seeing that Qin Xuan was fine, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"I'm sorry to have worried you!" Qin Xuan nodded slightly, and then he looked at Han Yu.

"What? Feng Bao asked you to be in charge of the area near Tianyun Sect?" Qin Xuan said lightly.

"It's not your turn to manage the internal affairs of Tongbao Pavilion!" Han Yu said in a cold voice, "I came here just because your senior sister said you have a big deal to discuss with Tongbao Pavilion!"

Han Yu's eyes moved slightly, "Could it be that you are planning to sell Tianxiao Pavilion..."

Qin Xuan smiled faintly and interrupted, "Tianxiao Pavilion has been handed over to the sect master. If you have the ability, you might as well go and talk!"

Han Yu paused, and there seemed to be anger in his chest, "A fourth-grade treasure, you just gave it to Tianyun Sect for nothing?"

At this moment, Han Yu felt heartbroken, as if his treasure was lost.

"Of course not!" Qin Xuan smiled faintly, "The sect master gave me the chief disciple of Tianyun Sect as compensation..."

"A person who seeks fame!" Han Yu was even more angry.

Changyan, who was standing by, saw that the atmosphere was a little off. She held her wine gourd and said, "Changqing, there are guests coming from afar. I'll go buy some wine to entertain them. You two, please...please..."

As she spoke, Changyan's feet flashed and she ran down in a flash.

She didn't want to get involved. With this time, she might as well find a free place to drink and watch the idle clouds and wild cranes in Tianyun Jiushan.

At the foot of Nifeng Mountain, Changyan held a wine gourd and said arrogantly, "Anyway, the girl from Tongbao Pavilion can't beat my junior brother, um..."

"Good wine!"

...

On Nifeng Mountain, after Changyan left, Han Yu's face became even colder.

"Don't talk nonsense. Since you don't plan to sell Tianxiao Pavilion, what big business do you have in your hands?" Han Yu looked at Qin Xuan with a hint of sarcasm, "Changqing, do you have any misunderstandings about the three words "big business"?"

Qin Xuan didn't care and threw out a storage bag.

"Let's talk after we see it!"

Han Yu took it and probed into the storage bag with her consciousness. Instantly, her eyes sparkled.

Afterwards, she immediately put away the storage bag and looked at Qin Xuan with a hint of disbelief, "Are you going to sell all these to Tongbao Pavilion?"

Qin Xuan nodded lightly, "Well, 10,000 rank 6 spiritual crystals, no bargaining..."

Before the words fell, the storage bag that Han Yu put away flew towards Qin Xuan.

"Goodbye!" Han Yu turned around decisively, with a humiliated look on her face, her face turned purple.

According to her estimation, the elixirs, magic weapons, and spiritual crystals in Qin Xuan's storage bag were at most 7,000 to 8,000 rank 6 spiritual crystals. Qin Xuan actually asked for 10,000 directly. This was simply a lion's mouth, a gluttonous offer!

Qin Xuan smiled faintly and said, "No thanks!"

He also turned around, not caring at all. In this storage bag were all the storage magic weapons he had collected before, most of which were seventh or eighth grade items, but there were also fifth-grade treasures such as the Extreme Cold Flame Sword and the Sky Spider Spear. Qin Xuan was able to sell them to Tongbao Pavilion for 16,000 grade spirit crystals because of their acquaintance in the previous life.

You know,The fifth-grade treasure is in short supply. Even in Tianyun Sect, many Daojuns who were in the main hall before still use the sixth-grade Zhenjun magic weapon to practice.

What's more, the Sky Spider Spear is equipped with 360-grade Spider Spears and the Desolate God Chariot. The value of these three treasures alone is more than 5,000 six-grade spirit crystals.

Han Yu knows better than him that sometimes, the price is not a fixed thing. What's more, the normal value of a fifth-grade treasure is 100 fifth-grade spirit crystals and 1,000 six-grade spirit crystals. But whether it is the Desolate God Chariot or the Sky Spider Spear, which one is an ordinary thing? The value is more than double that of an ordinary fifth-grade magic weapon.

Qin Xuan walked leisurely towards his pavilion, not caring at all.

Because he knew that Han Yu would come back.

After walking dozens of steps, Han Yu's face became more and more blue and purple.

"Don't you know what bargaining is?" Han Yu turned around, with a pair of eyes that seemed to want to kill.

She felt like she was going to explode. In the past, she had always taken the lead in transactions. Why did she need Han Yu to turn around?

Han Yu was also surprised. Qin Xuan could be so confident, unless he knew the value of these items as well as she did.

How could it be possible!

How could a spirit-transforming person know the value of a hidden fifth-grade treasure?

Qin Xuan paused, his expression calm, and turned to look at Han Yu, "Han Yu, do you really think you are qualified to bargain with me?"

The storage magic weapon floated in his palm, "The value of this item has exceeded ten thousand sixth-grade spiritual crystals. I know your master, so I plan to trade with Tongbao Pavilion. Otherwise, whether it is the Middle Earth or the Ten Star Regions, it is not your Tongbao Pavilion."

"You..." Han Yu's eyes were even colder, "What did you say?"

Qin Xuan looked at Han Yu indifferently, "I said, you are not qualified to bargain with me, a mere incarnation, if your master Feng Bao is here, maybe you will barely have some qualifications!"

Qin Xuan chuckled, but in Han Yu's eyes, it seemed to be extremely contemptuous.

"With you, are you worthy?"

"Evergreen!" Han Yu gritted her teeth, and there seemed to be fine veins on her jade neck. She could hardly hold back her anger anymore. She shook her wrist, and the October Chain was across the sky, like a bright moon falling from the sky, smashing towards Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan's eyes remained calm, and he shook his head slightly.

"You are just asking for trouble!"

After he finished speaking, his hands showed magical power.

Purple Thunder Palm, Mysterious Hand Dao Bone!

I have a palm that can split the sun, moon and stars!