Suddenly, Mu Yu's eyes stopped on a set of throwing knives. The strange thing was that although the throwing knives were Earth Grade Top-Rank, there were no runes engraved on the surface. The material was also very ordinary Hundred Year Meteoric Iron. Logically speaking, Hundred Year Meteoric Iron could not reach the hardness of Earth Grade weapons.
"Uncle, how much is this set of throwing knives?”Mu Yu directly picked up the flying knife and took a look. Only then did he discover the secret inside the flying knife.
"Five hundred thousand." The shopkeeper casually raised the price by ten times.
"Alright, I'll take this set of throwing knives.”As Mu Yu spoke, he tied the flying knives to his waist. He actually threw out five bags of spirit stones, all filled with middle-grade spirit stones.
A smile finally appeared on the shopkeeper's face, as if he had just killed his enemy.
"Big sister, are you here to pick a weapon?”Mu Yu turned around and walked towards another girl." Sister, judging from your aura, you must be a talented disciple of the Hundred-Flower Palace. Are you looking for a weapon?"”
"My zither string is broken. I'm here to repair my magic tool.”The girl in the pink group looked to be about 27 or 28 years old. She was in the third layer of the foundation establishment realm and seemed to be a disciple who had gone out to gain experience.
"Oh, do you want hidden weapons? Take a look at my Nine Star Spirit Pursuing Needle. Once it's released, as long as you activate the runes inside, it will shoot out 30 highly toxic Beehive Needles in a row. It's simply a must-have item for killing and robbing people. You can end the battle quickly with it, and you can earn Dou Spirit Stones every day with it…"
As Mu Yu spoke, he dismantled the internal structure of the flying knife. As expected, there were many parts engraved with inscriptions in the internal structure.
"Then how many spirit stones does it cost?" Although the woman's cultivation was not weak, she was indeed not good at fighting. Especially when she went out to train, she was afraid of encountering some rogue cultivators who blocked her way and robbed her.
"Sister Yan, have you seen anything?”Another man who was picking out pills walked over when he heard the sound. He happened to hear his cousin asking about the price, and it was a child. He was afraid that his cousin had encountered a swindler, so he walked over.
When the man saw the flying knife in Mu Yu's hand, he was also a little envious. This machine-type weapon was very expensive. He also asked with a test attitude,"Name your price."
" Two million spirit stones."
"Pfff ~" The shopkeeper spat out his saliva and cursed in his heart,"If you can sell it for 500,000 yuan, I'll go eat sh * t. You're crazy for money, silly boy.
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"This price is a little high." Not only was the man unable to accept it, even the woman in pink was scared silly.
"Would you believe me if I told you that he could kill a non-body refinement cultivator or a jindan cultivator?”Mu Yu also became serious.
"Look here, these are golden needles made of the legendary Pure Yang Blood Flame Gold. They can penetrate spiritual energy shields without any spiritual energy. I remember that one tael of Blood Flame Gold Essence is worth a million spirit stones. There are a total of five flying knives here that contain Blood Flame Gold Needles.”Mu Yu explained endlessly. Of course, he did not expect these two people to be able to afford it.
Very soon, the appraiser from the Heavenly Armament Pavilion came over. He had already heard the mention of the Blood Flame Gold Essence. They were all immortal cultivators, and the two families were in a competitive relationship. It was inevitable that he would release his divine sense to eavesdrop on the conversation of the other families.
Everything was exactly as Mu Yu had expected. The appraiser of the Heavenly Armament Pavilion was also an Armament Master. To him, the Blood Flame Gold Essence was secondary. The most important thing was to learn the manufacturing method of this weapon. The money that Mu Yu earned was also from this manufacturing method.
"Little guy, let me see." The sloppy-haired old man reached out to snatch the flying knife from Mu Yu's hand.
Of course, Mu Yu would not give it to him. In his panic, he deliberately dropped the disassembled parts of the flying knife on the ground. Then, he picked them up and assembled the parts back. He held the flying knife in his arms as if he was afraid that it would be stolen.
"Uh, here's a two million spirit stone card. If you don't know its value, where's your master?”At this point, the old man's expression became a little angry.
Only then did Mu Yu untie the leather sheath of the flying knife and hand it to the old man.
"Shopkeeper, shopkeeper." Suddenly, the shopkeeper at the counter fell to the ground with his hands covering his face. The tea boy and the other stewards hurriedly went over to help him.
Mu Yu took the spirit stone card and hurriedly ran away. He walked around the Rare Treasure Pavilion on the other side. The result was the same as a few days ago. There was still nothing to pick up. Most of the ores were marked. As for those that did not have names, their value was not high.
Mu Yu spent the entire morning like this. After that, he returned to his shop and cooked a bowl of meat porridge for himself. He waited for his mother to finish her cultivation at night and then watched her make talismans until she fell asleep.
Of course, there were times when it was not so easy. Although Earth Wall Talismans were rare, they were still of little value. In the past few days, they had not been able to sell a single one. They had only been lucky enough to encounter a group of escorts.
At noon, Mu Yu woke up a few times. He was so bored that he wandered around the temporary stall in the market. Of course, the possibility of picking up scraps was very small, almost impossible, but there were still some things that could be used to purchase.
"It's a high-quality inscription scroll, 500 spirit stones per foot. It's guaranteed to be authentic, and it's a product of the Sacred Inscription Pavilion.”In the central area, a little bald monk shouted. The passersby scoffed at his words. The things in the Sacred Inscription Pavilion were in short supply. How could they appear here?
Mu Yu only remembered when he heard the word 'inscription' that the inscriptions in this universe were still at the intermediate stage and were only used on weapons and armor. As for inscription scrolls, they were only some amplification type inscription scrolls.
"Little monk, how much is this thing?”Mu Yu squatted in front of the stall and asked.
"Amitabha. Monks don't lie. He will pay whatever the price is.”The small monk quickly stood up and chanted a Buddhist proclamation, saying that he would never cheat others.
Muyu Buddha took the scroll of inscription cloth. It was indeed made from the skin of a top-grade Mountain-collapsing Bull at the Foundation Establishment stage. In other universes, this material was very high-grade.
"Give me all of them." It was rare for Mu Yu not to bargain. In his original universe, he had received a lot of favors from the Buddhist Sect.
"Amitabha. Kid, my disciple was wrong just now. It's seven hundred spirit stones per foot.”Another discordant voice sounded. Another big monk slowly walked over with a bandage.
"F * ck!" Mu Yu immediately cursed, but then he thought about how many blank inscription scrolls he had in his backpack. He immediately rolled his eyes, stood up, and left.
Then, the small monk patted his glowing bald head and said,""Master, there's no more wine to drink today.”
"Shouzheng, you have to be persistent. Sooner or later, there will be a fool who will come. Meeting that person is a fruit. In your previous life, others owed you, and in this life, he will come to repay your kindness. That person's fate just now has nothing to do with you.”The monk said with certainty. If anyone else heard it, they would definitely think that it was nonsense. However, if they listened carefully, it was indeed filled with some truth.
Mu Yu looked back at the big monk, but then shook his head. That big monk was only at nascent soul state level four, how could he see through other people's fate? He probably made up those words just now.
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