Chapter 35 Demigod-level Minerals
Chapter 35 Demigod-level Minerals
Although there were some strange things mixed in with the crowd, it did not affect the enthusiasm of the little monsters to purchase.
The whole market looks a bit messy, but it is divided into different areas according to the things sold. Some areas specialize in selling spiritual medicines, some sell the products of soul beasts, and some sell their own things.
There are also people selling junk.
This garbage is not really garbage, but what you can buy from it depends on your personal vision. You might find a treasure.
Of course, the probability is probably 1% or even less.
However, the little monsters don’t have much money, and there is no point in buying those things, so they might as well try their luck and maybe they can come across something good.
"Boss, how much is that?" Just as Leng Xiyao was about to use her perception skill to see if she could find a bargain, Tang San picked up a piece of ore from a stall nearby and asked expressionlessly.
The stall owner raised his eyes and said, "That? Top-grade iron mother, five hundred gold soul coins a piece."
Hearing this, Tang San put it back in disappointment. He had thought he could get some bargains here, but now it seems that the owners of these stalls are not ignorant of the value of goods. In this case, it would be extremely difficult to find a bargain here.
Just like this piece of iron, it looks almost like scrap iron, and if you don’t have a keen eye, you can’t tell it apart at all.
Seeing Tang San being humiliated, Leng Xiyao directly activated her Insect King Perception, but this time, she not only scanned the goods, but also scanned the owners of each stall.
"WDNMD, there isn't even anyone below level 30?" Leng Xiyao was speechless. It turned out that those who came here to set up stalls were all really capable. Although Soul Master's strength didn't seem high, it was already much higher than that of ordinary people. If he were placed in the army, he would be a small captain.
Doesn't this mean that she won't be able to get any bargains at all?
It would be a shame if she couldn't pick up any treasures when she finally got a chance to go shopping, so Leng Xiyao strolled around with the little monsters, scanning the treasures around them.
As the system was scanning, the voice of the system suddenly sounded: "Ding! Congratulations to the host for discovering the demigod-level treasure: [Magic Essence Essence], which can be used as one of the materials for synthesizing the second martial soul!"
"Hmm? What is that?" Leng Xiyao was a little confused. Obviously, she had never heard of this material. However, when she heard that this thing could be used to synthesize a second martial soul, she immediately became interested.
Seeing that the system did not continue speaking, Leng Xiyao knew that she had to collect this thing in order to learn more about the synthetic martial spirit.
After stopping and carefully sensing the surrounding stalls, she quickly locked onto the stall that was her target.
The stall owner was a man wrapped tightly in black. There was nothing else on his stall except a small piece of ore. The evil aura it exuded made passers-by avoid his stall and walk around it.
Leng Xiyao tried to scan the stall owner, but the result left her dumbfounded.
She couldn't even scan the strength of the man in black robe.
You know, she can clearly sense the strength of Flanders and Zhao Wuji, and doesn't this mean that the man in black robe is at least a Soul Douluo?
"Xiyao, what are you looking at?" Seeing Leng Xiyao stop moving, Xiao Wu beside her asked curiously.
Leng Xiyao frowned and said, "Nothing, you guys continue shopping, I have something to take care of."
This demon essence looked quite evil. It was probably an item used by evil soul masters in Douluo Continent. If she wanted to trade it, the fewer people who knew about it, the better.
"Okay, then let's gather at the city gate later. I estimate that Fatty will be here soon, and we can't have lunch without him." After hearing Leng Xiyao's words, Dai Mubai, as the "tour guide", had no objection and quickly made new arrangements.
"Okay, Menglan, you go with them." Leng Xiyao thought about it and decided that it would be better not to take Qin Menglan with her for such things. After all, anyone who could possess such a thing might not necessarily be a good person.
Qin Menglan nodded obediently, didn't say anything more, and followed the little monsters.
After they walked away, Leng Xiyao pretended to walk to the stall of the man in black robe casually, picked up the magic essence, and asked casually: "Boss, how much is this?"
As she spoke, Leng Xiyao looked at the man in black robe. Unfortunately, the man in black robe was wearing a mask that looked like a ghost face, but from the other party's hands that looked like rotten wood, it could be seen that he was an old man.
"This thing? It's only given away, not sold." A hoarse voice came out from the mouth of the old man in black robe. The strange tone gave Leng Xiyao goose bumps.
"Just giving it away and not selling it? Old man, what kind of person are you going to give it to?" Considering that the other party might be a Soul Douluo above level 80, Leng Xiyao stopped pretending and stared straight at the mask of the old man in black robe.
"Of course this thing is for the destined person, but little girl, I have put it here for several days, and you are the first one to ask about it." The old man in black robe took back the ore and kept rubbing it in his hand. Then, he raised his head, looked directly at Leng Xiyao's pretty face, and said calmly:
"So, you're finally here?"
Leng Xiyao was a little speechless. This old man looked like a seasoned riddle teller. Couldn't he just say what he wanted to say?
Based on the other party's mysterious demeanor and very low-key behavior, Leng Xiyao roughly guessed the other party's identity.
He is probably a high-ranking member of an evil soul master organization.
Nowadays, the evil soul master's organization has been hit hard by the Spirit Hall and has nowhere to hide. There is hardly any evil soul master to be seen in the open, but it is hard to say how many there are in secret.
"I don't know if I am the destined person you mentioned, but this thing helps me a lot. If you are willing to give it to me, I can. Okay, I don't know what I can do." Leng Xiyao was a little scared. She was always fearless, but she was very afraid of evil soul masters. Being associated with this group of evils was no joke.
"You have an extremely evil aura, but you don't seem to want to become evil."
"For some reason, the people from the Spirit Hall didn't capture you, allowing you to wander in the light with a dark body. This is quite interesting." The man in black robe exclaimed in amazement, leaving Leng Xiyao a little confused.
Her Zerg mark is indeed quite evil, but both the functions it displays now and the application of psychic power have almost nothing to do with evil. Even the activation of her martial soul during battle is not obvious, so no one cares whether her martial soul is evil or not.
How did this old man know that?
"Take it." After taking a careful look at it, the old man flicked his hand and threw the ore to Leng Xiyao.
"Old man, I won't accept the reward without doing anything. What do you need me to do?" Leng Xiyao took the ore and felt puzzled by the behavior of the old man in black robe. She always felt that he had some deeper meaning.
Such a precious item, the other party, a strong man above the Soul Douluo level, must know its value, but he still gave it to her casually. If Leng Xiyao accepted it directly, her conscience would be uneasy.
"I don't need you to do anything, and you can't help me with anything right now, but you need to remember one thing - you have an extremely strong dark aura, which can be seen as long as you reach the Titled Douluo level, so you must be careful in the future."
The old man in black robe stood up, looked at Leng Xiyao and said something meaningless.
Then, his figure suddenly began to dissipate, turning abruptly into a cloud of dust, but there was no trace of any remains, as if he had never been there.
"Old man, the title is Yong Ye, little girl, we will meet again in a few years"
Although his figure had disappeared, the old man's words were still lingering in the air. The scary thing was that although people were coming and going around, no one seemed to notice this place. No one heard the old man's message, let alone
Realizing that a living person had disappeared.
(End of this chapter)