Naruto boy in another world

Chapter 51
The sun shone warmly on Bei Han's face, perfectly reflecting that thin and handsome face.

She was dressed in brown armor, her black hair shone in the sun, and that huge brown gourd, which was still Beihan's standard attire.

Beihan has been up for three hours now.

Just like Beihan's plan, he must prepare enough demon cores today.

But Beihan, who is only 14 years old now, does not have such a great right to get so much money.

Therefore, Lingshi can only be refined by oneself.

With the rapid beating of the fingertips, a crystal nucleus shining with white light was rapidly forming in Beihan's hand.

When Beihan finished the last stroke, a crystal clear low-grade spirit stone appeared in Beihan's hand along with a ripple of spiritual power that escaped.

"The 650th grain."

Looking at the pile of sparkling spirit stones on the small table in front of him, Bei Han stood up.

"These should be enough, hurry up and buy the demon core now."

After putting away the shining spirit stones on the table, Beihan came down the mountain alone without notifying Xianxian and his brother.

It was still the shop where Beihan and Xianxian came to buy the demon core last time, but this time, when the guys in the shop saw Beihan coming, they didn't turn a blind eye like last time, but took the initiative to greet him.

"Hey. Isn't this Beihan, the most powerful genius of our Bei family? What's your business here?"

The clerk walked to Beihan with an apologetic smile on his face.

But before Beihan could answer, a louder voice came.

"Ah Fu stepped back, let me personally receive a genius like Xiao Han."

Following the voice and looking over there, a middle-aged man with a wide heart and fat body came forward with a smile.

"Xiaohan, what do you want to buy?"

Looking at the flattering smile on his face, Bei Han felt a little uncomfortable, but he still answered very politely.

"Hmm. Excuse me, Uncle Yue, are there any first-order demon cores here?"

"Of course there are demon cores. Our Bei family is mainly in charge of the demon core business. Come on, Xiaohan, pick whatever you want."

With that said, the shop owner led Bei Han to the counter with a smile on his face, and began to explain enthusiastically.

The demon nuclear industry is considered one of the most important industries in the Tianwu Continent, and in this vast mountain area, all large and small demon nuclear businesses are basically in the hands of the Bei family.

This is the basis for the Bei family to be able to stand on the Cangmang Mountain for decades without falling.

Similarly, the Ouyang family, the Ma family and the Lin family, who are of the same status as the Bei family, basically control a very profitable industry.

Among them, the Ouyang family masters the herbal medicine industry, the Ma family masters the weapon casting industry, and the Lin family masters the most popular spiritual source industry.

The expansion of family power and the squeeze in the business field have resulted in some gaps in the existence of these four major families.

Therefore, the current situation has been formed, the Bei family and the Ouyang family, the Ma family and the Lin family, and the city lord, who has always been detached from the outside world, are in the same line, with three legs and five lines coexisting.

In fact, every powerful Beijiaerlang will hold a certain position, just like the current Bei Mingtian, who took over the previous position from Beichuan not long ago, managing the demon core industry in the family's main city.

It is precisely because of Bei Mingtian's re-employment, and Beihan's amazing performance in the family competition a few days ago, that the current shopkeeper entertains Beihan so warmly.

Listening to the boss telling Bei Han a lot of knowledge about demon cores, Bei Han walked out with thirty first-order demon cores in his arms.

Touching the bulging bag on her body, Beihan smiled wryly.

Sure enough, status determines destiny.

In the past, when Bei Han came here to buy a first-order demon core, the worst one would cost thirty low-grade spirit stones, and the most expensive one would cost seventy spirit stones.

But today, with only 650 low-grade spiritual sources, Bei Han bought thirty first-order demon cores of good quality.

On average, each has less than 22 spirit stones.

It seems that with the rise of Beihan and the comeback of Bei Mingtian, now their lineage is about to rise again.

……

After returning, Bei Han sat on the bed and practiced the spiritual source again.

But this time, Bei Han didn't refine the source of earth blade and flame, but the source of spirit and blood that he was already familiar with.

There must be a way to make money.

Simply refining spirit stones is still too slow.

He wants to take these thirty perfect first-grade spiritual sources to the auction.

An ordinary first-grade spiritual source needs a thousand spiritual stones, so I don't know what price such a perfect spiritual source will sell for.

It is estimated that there will be at least two thousand spirit stones.

After all, in this lower Tianwu world, a perfect spiritual source is very rare.

Two thousand spirit stones are equivalent to forty first-order demon cores, and thirty first-grade perfect spiritual sources are equivalent to [-] first-level demon cores.

And in the process of continuously refining the source of the earth blade and the source of the flames, Beihan can be auctioned again. In this case, the demon core will no longer be a problem.

The familiar source map, the familiar fingering, Beihan's speed of refining the source of spirituality is by no means comparable to before.

It took Beihan two hours to completely refine thirty grains of perfect spiritual sources.

Carrying a bag containing [-] spirit sources, Bei Han went straight to the largest auction house in Qingming City——Fengling Auction without stopping.

The Fengling Auction House is a business system established by the Wind Clan, the royal family of the Gale Dynasty. The huge industry is scattered all over the country, even a remote city like Qingming City is covered.

Therefore, Fengling Auction House cannot be messed with. No matter what level of cultivation you are or what kind of influence you have, you have to give way to such an industry that depends on the royal family.

Pushing open the heavy door, Beihan walked in.

Because today is not an auction day, there are only a few staff members in this auction house.

Seeing Beihan's arrival, the servants at work didn't come over to stop him, they just notified Neitang immediately.

"Xiaohan. You have no conscience, you know how to come and see my sister~"

A soft and charming voice came from the inner hall, but Bei Han had yet to see who it was, but there was already a hint of a smile on the corner of Bei Han's mouth.

"Sister Mei'er, didn't I come to see you?"

Beihan smiled, and walked straight to the inner hall without stopping.

This is a privilege that only Beihan has in Qingming City.

The rules set by that alluring stunner.

Walking to the door of the inner hall, a graceful and delicate body slowly appeared in the field of vision. The red tight dress perfectly wrapped the exquisite and plump curves, and the waist like a water snake swayed out of the mouth-watering grace. radian.

At the hem of the red dress, there is a slit extending straight to the thigh. While walking, the white snow dazzles people's eyes, and the spring is faintly visible, which is sultry.

"Fairy..."

Looking at this girl who exudes endless temptation in every word and deed, Bei Han muttered to himself.

"You heartless guy, how can you have such kindness, what's the matter?"

Feng Meier pursed her seductive red lips slightly, moved her long legs slightly, brought the fragrant wind, walked to Beihan's side, and put her slender hands on Beihan's shoulders unceremoniously.

Habitually, Bei Han raised his right hand and wanted to hug that graceful waist in his arms.

But suddenly a cold voice sounded in Beihan's mind.

"Be honest with me!"

After a slight pause, although Beihan's head was gradually covered with fine sweat, his hands were already wrapped around the water snake-like waist.

It seems that the habit of many years can't be changed.

Bei Han waited for the wrestling innocently, but it seemed that nothing bad happened.

"what happened?"

Seeing Beihan's strange eyes, Feng Meier was slightly taken aback.

"No."

Beihan pinched the tip of her nose slightly, thinking to herself, "It seems that Bing'er has relaxed towards me."

With Binger's permission, Beihan's scruples disappeared, and his expression immediately became natural.

"Sister Meier, you still know me well. I really have something to trouble you with."

Pursing her red lips, Feng Meier's eyes revealed a trace of resentment, "Little villain, I know you have no conscience, so tell me something."

Rolling his eyes helplessly, Bei Han took out the bag of spiritual sources in his arms.

"Just auction this off for me."

After receiving the package of Lingyuan, Feng Meier opened it, and her eyes were filled with surprise.

"Is this the perfect spiritual source?"

Looking at Feng Meier's surprised eyes, Bei Han smiled slightly, "Yes."

With those charming eyes widened, Feng Meier stared blankly at Beihan, "How can you have such rare things, most of them are still the most precious source of spirituality."

Seeing the actions of the beauty in her arms, the smile on the corner of Beihan's mouth became even stronger, and she said with a playful yet confident expression.

"Of course I made it."

(End of this chapter)