Primordial Demon Venerable, you can't afford it

Chapter 268
In the air, there was only the sound of dull breathing.

It is absolutely not allowed for outsiders to enter the first area after obtaining the order from the ancestral witch god to enter the first area.

However, as long as there are benefits, there are unspoken rules.

In particular, today's witch clan is divided into nine veins, and the specifications of the nine veins are different.

Naturally, there are people who do not follow the rules.

Among the more than a hundred people, one or two non-witch people were mixed in, and generally others would not be able to find out.

Moreover, the divine gift of the ancestor witch is rarely given to outsiders.

Over the years, even if the people of the Witch Clan are dissatisfied, as long as it is not too much, they still slowly accept this reality.

In short, it is enough for each to manage their own lines.

Luo Qianqiu rubbed her fingers secretly, feeling extremely shocked.

He didn't expect that this kind of thing could be traded at this fair.

This thing had too much effect on him.

With this item, he can enter the ceremony bestowed by the ancestral witches and gods, and have the opportunity to get close to the queen.

If he planned carefully, he would have a chance to assassinate the queen and leave calmly.

Just, how to grab it?

"Hmph, the order given by the ancestral witch god is something you can exchange if you want."

An old man of a beast witch said dissatisfiedly.

As a member of the witch clan, he is the most dismissive of this kind of behavior.

However, as soon as his words fell, a voice sounded beside Luo Qianqiu.

"Tong Fen, I wonder why you kindly invited me to come here to participate in the trade fair. It turned out that you had such a calculation."

What surprised Luo Qianqiu was that the person who spoke was none other than Jimo who brought him here.

"Hehe, Jimo, I didn't do anything. I just invited you, and I didn't force you. Besides, this is just a normal transaction. You can do whatever you want, and forget it if you don't want to."

Tong Fen sneered.

It turned out that Jimo's grandson was selected this time and received a piece of order from the ancestral witch god.

However, unfortunately, a few days ago, his grandson was unexpectedly seriously ill and could not participate in the grand ceremony bestowed by the ancestral witches and gods.

Therefore, this order given by the ancestral witch god is useless.

It's just that he didn't know where Tong Fen got the news from.

It just so happens that he likes all three things that Zhu Yunman can come up with.

"Elder Jimo, think about it carefully, I sincerely want to exchange with you, exchange with me, I can even return you a favor."

Seeing that Jimo had moved, Zhu Yunman couldn't help but wondered again.

She came to the Black Devil Village on this trip, and she came here to give a grand ceremony to the ancestor witch god.

Everything else is ready, just waiting for the order from the ancestor witch god.

Beside, Jiang Yuankai couldn't help being moved when he saw this.

He originally planned to fight for it, but thinking that he already had a piece, and the person who would offend it would be the saint of the temple, he immediately gave up this thought.

"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll exchange it with you."

After a moment of silence, Jimo finally agreed.

Zhu Yunman was overjoyed and ready to exchange.

"and many more."

Suddenly, Luo Qianqiu stopped her.

The crowd was astonished.

All eyes were fixed on Luo Qianqiu.

Zhu Yunman's eyes were filled with coldness, as if she wanted to eat people.

Luo Qianqiu directly ignored it.

"I also want this piece bestowed by the ancestral witch god, so why don't Elder Jimo think about it again."

Luo Qianqiu looked at Jimo.

If he had known that Jimo had an unused piece of ancestral shaman's order to exchange, he would have given him whatever he wanted.

When Jimo heard this, the transaction stopped immediately.

He would have liked to hear it.

All in all, the higher the price, the better.

Zhu Yunman looked at Luo Qianqiu with even more chill in his eyes.

"Joke, what can you come up with to compare with Miss Zhu?"

Tong Fen immediately slapped his palm on the ground, his eyes seemed to burst into flames.

This time, Zhu Yunman's replacement of the order given by the ancestral witch god was his matchmaking. If he succeeded, he would also get a lot of benefits.

Luo Qianqiu's move is undoubtedly cutting off his money, so he is naturally dissatisfied.

"none of your business."

Luo Qianqiu cursed at Tong Fen.

This person is really annoying.

Without waiting for Tong Fen to refute, Luo Qianqiu continued to speak: "There are not many things, there is only one thing, how about a low-grade martial art at the Xuan level?"

The precious thing on Luo Qianqiu's body, besides the blue water pearl, is the yin crystal.

However, these two things are of great use to him, and it is impossible to exchange them.

After much deliberation, only low-grade martial arts of the Xuan rank are the most useless.

It's just that it's just useless in his eyes.

In the eyes of these people, it is a peerless treasure.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of gasping for air.

A low-grade martial art of the Mystic rank is already regarded as top-notch in a small country.

Many big top families often rely on such a martial art to be able to continue steadily.

Not only Jimo was stunned, but Zhu Yunman was also stunned.

Even she can't easily come up with low-grade Xuan-rank exercises.

"It's impossible, how could you come up with a low-grade Xuan-level kung fu?"

Tong Fen's sharp voice sounded.

It's not that he questioned that Luo Qianqiu didn't have low-rank martial skills of the Xuan rank.

Instead, he questioned that it was impossible for Luo Qianqiu to exchange a low-grade martial skill of the Xuan rank for a piece of order bestowed by the ancestor witch and god.

Only a fool would do that.

A low-grade martial skill of the mysterious rank is worth far more than this order bestowed by the ancestral witch god.

"You don't want to make drafts for bragging. You say you have a low-grade martial skill of the Xuan rank, so let's take a look at it first."

Someone said sourly.

Luo Qianqiu sneered and didn't say much.

He raised his finger and waved it in the air. After a while, rows of exquisite lowercase letters appeared in everyone's eyes.

The golden light shone, and the exclusive aura of the Xuan-level kung fu immediately permeated.

"This is really a low-rank martial skill of the Xuan rank."

"My goodness."

"Who the hell is this kid? He actually has such a rich background."

This time, the eyes of everyone looking at Luo Qianqiu changed again.

From the contempt at the beginning, to the square gaze in the middle, it has now become shock.

Jiang Yuankai's and Zhu Yunman's expressions became ugly at the same moment.

The former was due to another miscalculation of Luo Qianqiu's identity, while the latter was threatened.

"Elder Jimo, how are you doing?"

Luo Qianqiu stopped his movements, making disappointment appear in the eyes of those who wanted to pry into the mysteries of some mysterious martial arts.

Jimo was shocked.

Compared with Luo Qianqiu's three things at the moment, Zhu Yunman's three things are simply shit.

Who to choose, don't you have a B number in mind?
But just as he was about to speak, a sneer came from Tong Fen not far away.

"Elder Jimo, you have to think carefully and seriously, lest you regret it later."

Tong Fen held a thumb-sized bell in his hand, and it was shaking slowly at this moment.

When Jimo saw the bell, his face was ashen and his heart was shocked.

(End of this chapter)