Strongest Demonic Fiend System

There are too many people guarding this place, right? It's like a prison.

Chu Qingcheng murmured in a low voice.

This is normal. After all, the magic core inside is nothing compared to what we have in our hands.

If they don't take special precautions, once it is stolen, the loss will be huge.

Duan Feng smiled and explained.

Will there be a fifth-level magic core inside?

Chu Qingcheng was full of curiosity and asked further.

After this period of time, she probably understood the importance of the magic core.

The higher the level of the magic core, the higher its value.

Of course, it will be more difficult to obtain.

She and Duan Feng had been deep into the Warcraft Mountains for so long, and they had only obtained a fourth-level magic core.

They have never even seen a fifth-level monster.

One can imagine how difficult it is to obtain the fifth-level magic core.

It is no exaggeration to say that if a mercenary group obtains a fifth-level magic core, then this mercenary group will be able to survive for a year.

Although there are very few fifth-level magic cores, there are still some.

After all, there are so many mercenary groups entering the Warcraft Mountains every day. There will always be lucky people. Maybe they are not strong enough, but it is not ruled out that they will encounter some injured.

Duan Feng smiled and explained.

He killed two level four monsters in a row. Isn't this exactly what happened?

Duan Feng and Chu Qingcheng talked and laughed with each other, and soon walked into the magic core acquisition office.

It's big and empty inside.

What surprised Duan Feng and Chu Qingcheng was that they smelled a fragrant smell.

Are you two here to sell magic cores?

A woman in professional attire walked over, with a standard smile on her face.

Yes.

Duan Feng nodded.

plz follow me.

The woman still had a standard smile, bent slightly and smiled.

Um.

After Duan Feng nodded, the woman led the way.

Chu Qingcheng was like a curious baby, constantly scanning the surroundings.

Duan Feng also observed his surroundings as if nothing had happened.

Soon, he discovered the source of that fragrant smell.

It turns out that in order to cover up the smell of blood emitted by the magic core, a large number of flowers and herbs were planted here.

Not long after, the professional woman stopped in front, turned back and said with a smile: You two, this is the counter where magic cores are sold.

Duan Feng nodded and looked inside the counter.

But he saw an old man with a blind left eye inside.

And in his right eye, there is a lens ring that looks like a magnifying glass.

Put the magic core you want to sell on the counter.

Compared to the professional woman's standard treatment of others, this old man seemed much colder.

Duan Feng didn't say much and immediately placed a mustard bracelet on the counter.

This is... a spiritual ring?

When the old man saw this, he raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully.

If you understand it this way, it's not wrong.

Duan Feng shrugged and said casually.

In fact, mustard seed bracelets and spiritual rings are just two different names.

They function exactly the same,

They are all used to store things.

The only difference is the size of the space.

All the magic cores for sale are inside, please give me a price.

Duan Fengfeng said calmly.

Okay, let me take a look.

After seeing the spirit ring, the old man's tone obviously became much better.

After all, spiritual rings can only be worn by rich people.

Ordinary spiritual rings cost tens of thousands of gold coins. How can ordinary people afford them?

Moreover, many times even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it.

Having a spiritual ring is equivalent to having a good ID card.

After taking the spirit ring, a burst of fighting energy rushed in. In an instant, all the magic cores inside came into view of the old man.

This... so much?

The old man was completely shocked.

What did he see?

He saw that it was filled with densely packed demon cores.

Such a quantity, if glanced at at a glance, would be no less than a hundred.

Okay, help me calculate how many gold coins I can exchange for.

Duan Feng urged.

Although the old man nodded repeatedly, the shock on his face did not weaken at all, and he asked again: This... these are what you two got.

Yeah, what's the problem?

Chu Qingcheng asked rhetorically.

No... no problem, I will calculate the money for you now.

The old man recovered from the shock, and then a small abacus appeared in his hand somehow.

Immediately afterwards...

A snapping sound followed.

Duan Feng and Chu Qingcheng were both slightly shocked by the old man's neat tactics.

Obviously, none of them expected that the old man in front of them actually had such computing power.

In less than thirty seconds, the old man stopped what he was doing.

According to the market price, you can get a total of 85,600 gold coins.

For sale?

The old man slowly raised his head, looked at Duan Feng and Chu Qingcheng, and said.

Sell it.

Duan Feng shrugged and answered without thinking.

If that's the case, then...

The old man was about to announce the deal when suddenly a voice came from far away.

Wait!

Duan Feng and Chu Qingcheng both looked over in confusion.

But he saw that it was a woman wearing a red dress.

The woman walked over slowly with light steps and swaying her waist.

Pavilion Master!

When the old man saw the woman in the red dress, he immediately stood up from the counter and said hello very politely.

Um.

The woman in the red dress nodded lightly, then her eyes fell on Duan Feng and said, I wonder where my little brother got these magic cores?

What do you mean?

After hearing the other meaning in the woman's words, Chu Qingcheng immediately gave up and shouted coldly.

Little girl, I think you misunderstood. I just asked casually. Please forgive me if there is anything inappropriate.

The woman in the red dress didn't take it seriously and replied lightly.

This batch of magic cores was obtained by killing the magic beasts from the Magic Beast Mountain Range. Is there any problem?

Duan Feng didn't want to cause trouble, so he replied immediately.

If I read it correctly, both of you are only at the level of fighting masters.

Just because of the strength of the fighting master, he has obtained so many magic cores, and there are also third-level magic cores and even fourth-level magic cores. This seems a bit unexplainable, right?

The woman in the red dress asked again.

You are the Pavilion Master here, right? Then I want to ask you, what will happen if the explanation doesn't make sense?

Duan Feng smiled noncommittally.

He was not in a hurry to defend himself, because he knew that no matter how he defended himself, it would be useless.

After all, the gap between his strength and ordinary fighting masters is really huge.

Wanting others to believe that he has the strength to kill level 4 monsters is even harder than reaching the sky.