Chapter 258 Gray Seed
With Tianyu's reminder, Fang Chen kept adjusting the angle, and finally he was able to see through the crowd and see the person who was being blackmailed.

The man was dressed like a nobleman, and looked to be a young man in his twenties, about the same age as Tianyu. However, Tianyu said that the other party was a member of the Saint Clan, so his age could not be as simple as it seemed.

"You said my treasure is worthless? You should give me proof. This is a real thing. I got it from an ancient ruin. It might even be an ancient treasure. You broke it. You can't leave without 30,000 middle-grade spirit stones."

While Fang Chen was observing, the two people's argument continued, and the merchant even quoted a price.

"hiss--"

When they heard the price, the people around them gasped.

That’s thirty thousand middle-grade spirit stones.

It’s enough to buy a golden elixir.

This is not the way to blackmail someone.

“Hahahaha, I’m dying of laughter. Ancient treasures? Even if they really were obtained from ancient ruins, so what? Trash from ancient times is still trash today.”

After hearing the stall owner's offer, the man from the Holy Clan burst into laughter, and his words were full of sarcasm.

Fang Chen adjusted the angle and finally saw the so-called ancient treasure.

It turned out to be half a dead tree.

It seemed that it was originally a whole piece, but was split into two by the man from the Saint Clan.

I don't know how to touch it to achieve this effect.

Moreover, Fang Chen was quite knowledgeable about various plants. From the appearance, this half of dead wood looked like an ordinary poplar tree. He didn't quite believe that it was an ancient treasure.

"How dare you call such a shabby thing an ancient treasure? How dare you brag."

"That's right, it's obviously just a piece of broken wood, it's all carbonized."

"Thirty thousand middle-grade spirit stones, that's really a lot of money."

Not only him, but everyone else at the scene stood on the side of the Saint Clan man and discussed in a low voice.

"Fang Chen, this piece of dead wood is indeed worthless, but there is indeed a good thing on the stall. Do you see the gray seed over there? Buy it."

While watching the show, Tianyu's voice suddenly rang in his mind.

Fang Chen looked back and saw that the other party also nodded to him.

However, he did not act rashly, but sent a voice message back to ask: "What is the origin of this gray seed? How much is it worth in spirit stones?"

"It's hard to tell right now, but any price within 500,000 high-quality spirit stones is reasonable."

Tianyu did not give any detailed explanation, but just gave a shockingly high offer.

Within 500,000 high-quality spirit stones.

My goodness, that’s 5 billion low-grade spirit stones.

Fang Chen doubted whether it would be worth the price if he sold all the forces he currently controlled together.

If Tianyu were to answer, it would definitely be worth it. Lin Qingshan alone is much more precious than these spirit stones.

Since Tianyu offered such a high price, the value of this gray seed must be extremely high. However, Fang Chen kept his composure and did not ask to buy it immediately.

The stall owner is currently in conflict with the people of the Saint Clan. If I were to interfere at this time, the people of the Saint Clan might be able to see the clues of the gray seeds.

Unfortunately, what you fear will come true. Just after learning about the value of the gray seed, the Saint Clan man spoke again: "How about this, although this thing is garbage, it belongs to you after all. I broke it, so I have to compensate you. I'll take a loss. Thirty thousand middle-grade spirit stones are not a lot. I can give it to you. I see that there are indeed quite a few decent things on your stall, so pack them all up and give them to me."

After hearing this, Fang Chen understood that this man from the Saint Clan deliberately damaged the dead wood in order to get the gray seeds mentioned by Tianyu.

"This……"

For the stall owner, the price of thirty thousand middle-grade spirit stones was an extortionate price. He knew his situation well. The things on the stall were indeed old, but not valuable. He could sell them all at a lump sum of thirty thousand middle-grade spirit stones, which was definitely a sure-win deal.

So I pretended to think, trying to be reserved.

"We can't let him get that thing. You can do whatever you want."

Tianyu's voice sounded in Fang Chen's mind again.

Fang Chen also hurriedly stepped forward, squeezed into the crowded crowd, and shouted loudly: "Wait!"

"who are you?"

Seeing someone disrupting the situation, the Saint Clan man's face instantly fell and he stared at Fang Chen fiercely.

Fang Chen only felt a huge pressure coming down from the sky, making it almost impossible for him to stand.

"Humph!"

A muffled groan was heard, and the pressure disappeared without a trace in an instant. Tianyu, who had squeezed in, slowly walked behind Fang Chen.

"Oh? This human puppet is pretty good. Boy, how about selling it to me for 300,000 middle-grade spirit stones?"

When he saw Tianyu, the man from the Holy Clan's eyes lit up and a happy expression appeared on his face.

"This is the bodyguard given by my mentor. I won't sell it!"

Of course Fang Chen would not sell it. Apart from anything else, the amount of things that Tianyu, the human puppet, was carrying was probably far more than 300,000 mid-grade spirit stones.

"Mentor? Who is your teacher? In the Demon Cultivator Alliance's territory, there is nothing I can't buy!"

After hearing what Fang Chen said, the man from the Saint Clan raised his head arrogantly, as if to show off his own strength.

This is true. The Demon Cultivator Alliance has obviously reached some kind of deal with the Holy Clan. And since people from the Holy Clan can appear in the Demon Cultivator Alliance's territory, it should be that the Holy Clan is in a dominant position.

Not surprisingly.

The strongest person in the Demon Cultivation Alliance is only a Nascent Soul cultivator, but the Saint Clan does have a saint in charge. It's just that due to the origin of the Heavenly Dao in the cultivation world, the top combat power cannot directly attack the cultivation world. Otherwise, there would be no need for a pawn like the Demon Cultivation Alliance.

"Emperor Fengdu, have you heard of him?"

Without thinking, Fang Chen directly reported that this was the name given to his former spiritual clone, and also the current incarnation.

Unexpectedly, when the Saint Clan man heard the name Fang Chen reported, his expression changed drastically. He was uncertain for a long time before he spoke slowly, "Emperor Fengdu? You are from the Land of Samsara. You have set your sights on this place as well?"

Now it was Fang Chen's turn to be surprised. Could it be that there really was a force called the Land of Samsara that could fight against the Holy Clan?
Although he was surprised, Fang Chen, who had seen many storms and waves, did not change his expression and said calmly: "Why? In such a vast chaos, only you Saints are allowed to reap the benefits here?"

"I understand. The reincarnation here has always been dependent on the Moon God Palace, which is outside the jurisdiction of your Samsara Land. While our Saint Clan has weakened the Moon God Palace's control over this place, you can't wait to spread your ideas about reincarnation."

Seeing that Fang Chen had seen through his identity as a saint, the man from the saint clan also determined that he was indeed from the land of reincarnation, and in an instant he figured out the whole cause and effect for Fang Chen.

Fang Chen just looked at him silently, neither admitting nor refuting.

This kind of explanation that he makes up in his own mind is often the most convincing to himself, and he doesn't need to interfere at all.

"I say, sir, what about those 30,000 middle-grade spirit stones?"

The stall owner, who had been unable to speak due to the pressure from both sides, finally mustered up the courage and looked eagerly at the man from the Saint Clan.

"So, you agree with my plan?"

The man from the Saint Clan then remembered the important matter and turned to look at the stall owner.

"when--"

"Wait, I'll pay 60,000 mid-grade spirit stones to buy one of the items."

Before the stall owner could finish speaking, Fang Chen interrupted him.

"Don't ruin my plans, kid from the Land of Reincarnation!"

The Saint Clan man turned his head and stared at Fang Chen again, but unfortunately Tianyu took a step forward and released a pressure, which made the Saint Clan man a little afraid.

"Dare to disrespect the young master. Kneel down now and I can spare your life."

Tianyu's eyes widened with anger and he spoke viciously.

He also saw that Fang Chen's words fooled the man from the Saint Clan. Although he didn't know what the Land of Reincarnation was, he still decided to pretend with Fang Chen.

"Young Master, so what? I might be afraid of you somewhere else, but this is the territory of the Saint Clan, and it is impossible for the Emperor of Fengdu to come in person. This title cannot scare me."

The man from the Holy Clan gritted his teeth. Even if the appearance of the Land of Samsara was not in the plan, there were only two people and they could not change the overall situation.

"The Saint Clan's territory? Do you really think so? Why would I know about this place, and why am I here? How could the Demon Cultivator Alliance not know about the Saint Clan's plan? Are they really on the same page with you?"

Fang Chen chuckled and started to provoke him directly.

Whether it succeeds or not, there will always be some effect.

What's more, it is absolutely impossible for the Demon Cultivator Alliance to be of one mind with the Holy Clan, and it is also impossible for the Holy Clan to do its utmost to help the Demon Cultivator Alliance.

Otherwise, the world of cultivation would have fallen long ago and would not have survived until now.

Both sides are taking advantage of each other, so once the seed of division is planted, it will be extremely difficult to stop it from growing.

"you--"

The man from the Saint Clan also knew that what Fang Chen said was true, and pointed at him, not knowing what to say.

"Hello, stall owner. I see that the items on your stall are indeed ancient. Although not all of them are valuable, they are not as worthless as he said. For example, this vase. I am willing to spend 60,000 medium-grade spirit stones to buy it. I wonder if you are willing to sell it?"

While the Saint Clan man was being controlled by Tianyu, Fang Chen turned to talk to the stall owner.

"Of course, of course. It's an honor for this vase to be liked by you, so of course I can sell it to you!"

The stall owner immediately became ecstatic. Previously, even if he packed up the entire stall, he could only extort 30,000 medium-grade spirit stones. Now a vase was sold for 60,000. How could he not agree?
Seeing that Fang Chen was interested in the vase, the man from the Holy Clan instantly breathed a sigh of relief and revealed an expression of contempt.

It seemed like he was mocking Fang Chen for not knowing the value of things.

"The most valuable thing on the stall is this vase, which is of the second-class quality. This painting is also good, with some artistic conception. How about 10,000 middle-grade spirit stones?"

"Ok, Ok!"

This was an unexpected surprise, so the stall owner naturally had no reason to object.

"There's nothing good left, but since I bought the vase, I have to plant something. Although these seeds are almost dead, they may germinate. Five thousand medium-grade spirit stones, I guess."

"Good good!"

The stall owner didn't think there was anything wrong and just nodded his head.

The holy man wanted to shout something, but found that he had been put under a silencing spell without knowing when.

"And that piece of dead wood is really not worth much. For my sake, stall owner, please don't bother with this fellow Taoist."

Fang Chen pretended to plead for mercy for the man from the Saint Clan.

"You are right, my friend. You are right, my friend."

The stall owner, who already felt he had made a killing, of course agreed immediately.

"Give him the spirit stone."

Fang Chen nodded with satisfaction and raised his chin to Tianyu. He felt that he would be more perfect if he held a folding fan in his hand.

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