Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 809 - 809 809 The Fragrance of Wine Wafts Everywhere

?Chapter 809: Chapter 809: The Fragrance of Wine Wafts Everywhere Chapter 809: Chapter 809: The Fragrance of Wine Wafts Everywhere Ji PingAn’s words were unpleasant, but Feng Jun thought, if it had been him speaking, they would have been even harsher.

The high-tier cultivator of Qi refinement was first taken aback, then burst into laughter; however, there was not a hint of mirth in his eyes—instead, a strong killing intent emanated, “Even if I can’t afford it, I still want to buy… You don’t want to sell?”

“Of course I don’t want to sell,” Ji PingAn put out his hand and made a slicing motion across his neck, “Right here, just here… Come on, charge at me and chop.”

“Cough,” Qi Wusheng coughed heavily once more but did not speak.

A scornful smile spread across the lips of the high-tier cultivator of Qi refinement, “Alright, I know you’re not afraid of dying, and I won’t bully you— one merit point for ten spirit stones.”

Ji PingAn had just discussed the going rate with Feng Jun, which was roughly one merit point for twenty spirit stones. This person wanted to buy for just ten stones, yet the overbearing atmosphere was palpable.

Just now, Ji PingAn had quoted sixty spirit stones per merit point, not really intending to sell but to discourage the buyer.

Of course, if the other party genuinely wanted to buy at that price, he was willing to sell— nineteen merit points would amount to more than eleven hundred spirit stones, and with that money, anything was possible.

But ten spirit stones? That was truly unacceptable. His expression darkened, “Ten spirit stones? Pff, fifteen spirit stones per merit point… However many you have, I’ll take them all!”

The high-tier cultivator of Qi refinement looked at him with a smirk that was almost a smile and spoke ominously, “You’ll take them all… I have a thousand merit points here. Can you afford that? I’m not mocking you, but do you have that many spirit stones?”

Honestly, he wasn’t looking down on Ji PingAn; rather, it was a fact that cultivators making a living in Qiuchen Market matched their assets to their tasks—at the Fang Market, one’s wealth was an open secret.

The logic was simple—if this Mr. Ji really had ten thousand spirit stones, why bother with such menial tasks?

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