An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Fang Ping was shocked. He never expected that he had worked so hard and traveled thousands of miles to sell the stolen goods, but ended up falling into the arms of the victim.

If he had known that this would be the result, he might as well have just thrown all these things away halfway.

Fang Ping quickly stood up and explained: "That senior, things are really not as you think. The cultivators in the Yuansheng Cave Mansion were really killed by the demon cultivators.

I think the senior should have seen the relevant information about the demon cultivators and the Immortal Killing Formation in the crystal jade, which is enough to prove that the junior did not lie."

The Pavilion Master did not reply immediately. He stared at Fang Ping for a long time, and Fang Ping was already considering taking the teleportation formation back to the Qiyun Mountains for refuge.

Finally, the Pavilion Master smiled faintly and said, "Young friend, don't panic. I naturally know about the demon cultivators and the Immortal Killing Formation. My disciple died in the Immortal Killing Formation because he was not good at learning. It was his own fault and no one else can be blamed.

But you were able to escape from the Immortal Killing Formation and brought out so many cultivators' storage bags and spiritual tools. Don't you think it's suspicious?"

Fang Ping couldn't guess what the other party was thinking now. He didn't know if the other party really didn't care, or if the other party was just afraid of the rules of Yunzhong City and deliberately restrained himself.

Fang Ping said: "It is indeed suspicious, but if there are hundreds of storage bags of elite disciples trained by major sects and forces in front of you, you should not be able to resist the temptation."

The Pavilion Master nodded: "That's right, you are just a small foundation, and there is no powerful force behind you. It is worth taking a risk to have such an opportunity."

Fang Ping nodded in agreement: "Senior, it's a good idea!"

"If you say that you killed them, I don't believe it myself. After all, you have no reason and no strength."

Fang Ping didn't know whether what the other party said was true or false, but he knew that he was already in front of him. As long as he moved his fingers, he would be a corpse.

"You are right, if I say that I have killed so many fellows, it is really an exaggeration."

"I know you must be hiding something from me, but I will not ask about it at this time, let alone mention it to others.

But I still want to remind you that the methods of the cultivators in the world are all kinds of strange. If you have other treasures obtained from dead cultivators, you'd better find a way to deal with them as soon as possible to avoid being discovered."

The Pavilion Master looked at Fang Ping with a smile, and Mo Yang, who looked mysterious and secretive, made Fang Ping even more unpredictable.

"I have always been timid and afraid of things, and I cherish my life very much. I will never cause trouble for myself."

The Pavilion Master nodded slightly. He felt that Fang Ping must have left a lot of good things on him, because among those storage bags, there was even a storage bag that was specially used to hold magic weapons.

It can be seen from this that he even took out the magic weapons and sold them, so the treasures he left behind must be even more precious.

"We can accept all the things in Tianbao Pavilion, but the price may not be as high as you expected. After all, many spiritual treasures carry the logos of major sects and the marks left by some powerful monks.

Even if we want to deal with them, it is not so easy."

Fang Ping did not expect the Pavilion Master to change so quickly. He was just entangled in the matter of Yuansheng Cave Mansion, and in a blink of an eye, he started to discuss business with Fang Ping.

From the Pavilion Master's performance, Fang Ping could not judge what the other party was thinking.

After all, the other party was a Yuanying strongman, who had a very strong realm suppression on Fang Ping. As long as the other party was unwilling, Fang Ping could not sense the other party's thoughts at all.

Fang Ping said: "What the senior said is true. I am actually mentally prepared."

"My friend is still so straightforward. If you have nothing to do, please wait for a moment. I will ask someone to help you estimate the price of these things."

Fang Ping naturally had no objection.

So the Pavilion Master called the foundation-building maid from before and asked her to find an appraiser to start the valuation.

The maid originally thought that Fang Ping was just using his VIP status to do business with the vice-pavilion master. Now that she had seen so many storage bags and the dazzling treasures in them, even though she was a maid in Tianbao Pavilion in Yunzhong City and was well-informed, she was still so excited that her breathing became heavier.

While counting the items and calculating the prices, the pavilion master set up another soundproof ban and asked Fang Ping, "My friend, do you know who got the Yuansheng inheritance?"

Hearing this, Fang Ping felt a little relieved. He felt that the other party should just want to get some information from him, not to doubt him.

If the pavilion master really doubted him, he would definitely ask him directly whether he had received the inheritance, or directly use the powerful closed ban of Tianbao Pavilion to search his soul.

Fang Ping remained calm and said with shame: "I only know that it was a young cultivator who got the inheritance. As for other information, I don't know. Senior also knows that I am weak and have low cultivation. Under such circumstances, I dare not join in the fun."

The Pavilion Master looked at Fang Ping with a strange look on his face. He knew that Fang Ping was not telling the truth.

After all, how could someone who dared to sell several drops of thunder mist at the auction be timid.

"You really don't know?" The Pavilion Master asked suspiciously.

"If I knew, I would sell the news to any force and I would definitely get a lot of money. Why would I risk selling these things?"

The Pavilion Master sighed softly and said: "It's a pity that the Yuansheng inheritance is so against the sky. It will become a masterpiece in the future."

Fang Ping asked doubtfully: "Isn't the inheritance of Yuansheng targeted at cultivators with five spiritual roots? It shouldn't have much to do with the seniors, right?"

The Pavilion Master shook his head and sighed: "You are wrong. Cultivating a path seems to be clearly divided by spiritual roots, but the Tao is universal. If one can comprehend the cultivation method of Yuansheng, it is an extremely rare opportunity for any cultivator."

The Pavilion Master's words made Fang Ping more certain that the news of his inheritance must not be exposed at all, otherwise it might attract the covetousness of all cultivators in the entire Yuanling Continent.

Soon, the treasures in all the storage bags were counted, and the maid also brought the list.

Fang Ping took a look and confirmed that it was correct. It was indeed basically the same as what he had counted at the beginning.

The Pavilion Master pondered for a moment and finally gave Fang Ping a price: "If these things of yours are sold under normal circumstances, the price should be around five million high-grade spirit stones."

Fang Ping nodded. He collected the storage bags of one or two hundred cultivators, which averaged out to about 20,000 to 30,000 high-grade spirit stones per person.

Such a price is normal.

"But these things with slightly higher value basically have obvious marks, which will be a bit troublesome to handle, so I can only give you half the price, which is 2.5 million high-grade spirit stones."

"Okay, it's up to you, senior."

The Pavilion Master was very satisfied with Fang Ping's generosity: "I wonder if you want to buy other items this time?"

"Senior really understands me." Fang Ping took out a jade slip: "Everything I need is here, please take care of it."

Looking at the jade slip Fang Ping gave him, the Pavilion Master was shocked: "Are you sure?"