Zhang Hong glanced suspiciously at the broken sword. With his cultivation, he couldn't see anything special about it at all.
At most, it was something picked up from some cave abode or ruin, now completely devoid of spiritual essence!
But considering Xu Yang's abilities, he suspected there had to be something unusual about it, so he didn't press further.
The stall owner said flatly, "Take it for ten thousand Spirit Stones!"
Ten thousand Spirit Stones?
Honestly, that's not expensive!
Not asking an outrageous price!
Xu Yang smiled, took out ten thousand Spirit Stones on the spot.
The deal was done.
"Turns out this black market isn't as ridiculous as I imagined." After leaving, Xu Yang couldn't help but marvel.
Zhang Hong said, "The people here come from all sorts of backgrounds; some items can't be sold publicly, others even they can't judge the true value of. If they ask for the sky, it might just piss the wrong folks off, get stalked out the door and slaughtered!"
