I'm an Immortal Descendant

As night fell, Wang Yu and Zhang Ping appeared at the temple city's black market, along the way there were stalls.

Pills, ores, materials for crafting magic tools, ingredients … There were even cultivation techniques.

Of course, it was hard to tell if it was real or fake.

Zhang Ping said, "Coach Fang said that the security at the Temple Street black market is not good. We have to be careful."

"En!"

Since it was an illegal place, the security would naturally not be good. Especially the Temple City black market, which was especially chaotic. Because it was very low end and its position was fixed, anyone could come.

There were quite a few people along the way, but the two students were quite conspicuous during their walk.

He hadn't come here today specifically to buy anything, but mainly to see what it was like.

According to what Zhang Ping said, the items on the black market were not worth much. There were a lot of counterfeit goods, and even if it was true, it was a huge discount. They did not need that amount of money, so why take such a risk?

The black market not only sold the things needed for cultivation, but also some rare and precious antiques.

There were even pet sellers.

There was a pet seller at the side. There were animal calls coming from time to time, and there were quite a few people watching.

Everyone seemed to be looking at a cat.

This cat was quite special. It was more human-like. It was funny. All the cats were lying down. It stood up and grabbed the cage with its two claws.

Especially when she saw Wang Yu passing by, she meowed loudly.

It was one thing to scream, but to think that his eyes would be filled with tears, as though he was about to cry.

"This cat is interesting, how can the boss sell it?"

"I spoke first."

Many people were interested in this cat.

Wang Yu only glanced at it once before following Zhang Ping forward.

The cat immediately became excited. "Meow, meow, meow …" The entire body of the cat struggled.

"Interesting, interesting. Boss, I bid 10,000."

"I'll take a - just in case."

Seeing that someone was starting to bid, more and more people gathered to eat the melon.

The cat seller was not that old, but he did not seem to care. He was around thirty years old and was delighted. At the same time, he was also worried. "You two, why don't we make a trip to Mister Jiang's auction house? Otherwise, I won't be able to sell this item."

The first to bid was a middle-aged man: "No need, I'll offer fifty thousand."

Whoosh. Immediately, a commotion broke out.

Fifty thousand yuan, such a rich person.

The cat was also stunned for a moment. It was truly stunned, as if it had understood something.

Then, his face revealed a sorrowful expression.

What about this feeling?

It was just like an ancient brothel where two wealthy people competed against each other for a red card girl. However, this girl favored someone else. If this wealthy person offered a higher price, it would also mean that it would be more difficult for the person she liked to take her away.

"Sir, are you still arguing with me?"

Fifty thousand was a sky-high price.

"Fifty-five thousand!"

The other party also continued raising the bid. Seeing how lively it was over here, more and more people gathered here.

Wang Yu and Yue Yang had already reached the corner, there was an auction house.

The black market was relatively more reliable.

There was a man in flowery clothes leaning on the counter of the auction house. When he saw someone enter, he didn't even greet them.

Wang Yu and Zhang Ping could only watch on their own.

"Hey, I say, what the hell are you doing here?"

Zhang Ping, who was at home, said, "Come and buy something. What else can you do? What do you have?"

When the boss heard this, he was amused, "You don't even know what's in my house, and you just came in?"

This service is poor, Zhang has a mine in the family, Ping said, minutes of the rhythm of the collapse.

Wang Yu said: "Boss, do you have a sword technique?"

"Sword Art?" The owner could not help but laugh. "You two alone want to buy a sword art?"

Wang Yu and Zhang Ping seemed like normal students.

He probably hadn't even started training yet and was still thinking about sword arts, such a high-end and grandiose thing.

Stand still and practice your boxing.

Zhang Ping said, "Do you have any?"

"Of course, but do you have any use for it?"

"Who cares if I need it."

The thing that Zhang Feng couldn't stand was that others looked down on him, so how could rich people like him be looked down upon by others?

"Fine, I'll get it for you."

As he spoke, the boss entered the store. Not long later, he took out a piece of paper.

"Then, this is the sword technique."

The white paper was imprinted with an image of the ancients playing with swords.

It looked like a novel by the side of the road.

F * ck, laozi will kill you.

Who would have thought that the owner would say, "Don't just look at the rough work. To tell you the truth, this set of sword technique was copied from an ancient ruin in the mountain after the spiritual energy recovered. It originally appeared on the cave wall."

"Really? A fake? "

The boss said, "Believe it or not."

Zhang Ping didn't need money to express his concern. It didn't matter, as there were probably only a few hundred or a thousand yuan. "How much money?"

"Two hundred thousand!"

Puff!

Zhang Ping said, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Do you want to!"

Zhang Ping pulled Wang Yu and said: "Let's go, let's go, a family of black spots."

You can't lie to me like that.

Just by drawing a few people dancing the sword, he bragged that it was an imprint of a cave in the unknown land that had recovered spiritual energy and sold for two hundred thousand yuan. This money was too easy to swindle.

They were about to leave.

A commotion broke out at the door. It turned out to be the group of people who had just bought the cat.

The price could not be negotiated.

It must have been because the price was too high and the buyer was regretting the auction, so it ended up in this auction house.

"Mr. Jiang, business is knocking on our door. We're auctioning a cat."

The boss said, "Alright."

He casually threw that sword art paper to the side, it was just like a draft paper, it seemed like it was sold for 200 thousand?

The cat in the cage became excited when it saw Wang Yu again.

Meow meow meow meow at Wang Yu.

"What's the starting price?" Mr. Jiang asked.

"Seventy thousand."

Mr. Jiang was stunned for a moment. He looked at the cat with some surprise, but did not say anything. "Alright." What background does this cat have? "

Usually, when selling on the black market, one would have to be on the same side as the unknown land that came out after the spiritual energy recovered. Only then would the price be higher.

"Of course it's the cats that came out of the relic."

F * ck, this is just an ordinary cat.

"Public mother."

Hearing this, the cat suddenly stopped moving. Its expression was very unnatural. Yes, its expression was unnatural.

"Just check it out."

At this moment, the cat stopped looking at him.

The boss said, "It's weird that we can't tell the difference between concubines. There's no such thing."

No way. Natural disability?

"Alright, alright. Let's start the auction."

The auction house was right inside, and all the spectators had already entered. Zhang Ping and Wang Yu curiously followed along.

"Let the auction begin."

"The starting price of the Ancient Ruins' cat god was 70 thousand, not a single bid. Raise the price by 5000." Mr. Jiang gave it a title after a few minutes, "Goddess of the Cat".

Wang Yu couldn't help but cover his face.

"70 thousand."

"I'm 80 thousand."

"80 thousand going once."

Wang Yu had a misconception that this cat was looking at him.

Her eyes were staring straight at him.

Young Master Yu thought, it's too cool, even a cat was tricked by me.

Don't tell me you want to sleep with me?