Chapter: 1696
Jin Lin'er laughed loudly.
As soon as he spoke, everyone responded immediately, retreating one after another, leaving enough space for Ning Qi, and then,
I saw Ning Qi waved his hand, and there were a bunch of middle-grade spirit crystals on the ground, neatly arranged.
"Fifty thousand middle-grade spirit crystals?"
"I can't see it. This guy has quite a lot of spirit crystals, but he can only buy one Ziyun fruit for 50,000 middle-grade spirit crystals. It seems that he will still be suppressed by Jibao Pavilion."
"What? That's all?"
The shopkeeper sneered.
Ning Qi smiled faintly, and waved his hand again. This time, 500,000 middle-grade spirit crystals appeared directly on the ground.
"550,000 middle-grade spirit crystals?"
A look of shock appeared on Jin Lin'er's face, because even he couldn't take out so many middle-grade spirit crystals at once!
"Oops! I missed a big fish!"
Ma San felt extremely regretful.
The shopkeeper's face changed slightly. If he knew that Ning Qi had so many spirit crystals, he wouldn't have taunted him just now. After all, he was just a customer.
But at this point, he can only secretly pray that Ning Qi will not get more middle-grade spirit crystals, otherwise, his face will be lost!
Ning Qi glanced at Jin Lin'er with a faint smile, and waved his arms again.
Piles of middle-grade spirit crystals appeared on the ground, and the extremely strong fighting spirit instantly spread in Jibao Pavilion. Everyone couldn't help but took a deep breath. Afterwards, Ning Qi took out the last pile of middle-grade spirit crystals. Add it in, exactly 2.25 million!
"2.25 million middle-grade spirit crystals! My God, this is the most spirit crystals I have ever seen!"
"If all these middle-grade spirit crystals are refined, my cultivation base may be able to rise several levels in a row!"
"Unexpectedly, this one-star Douzong's attack is so terrifying! What kind of background does he have?"
When everyone was shocked, Jin Lin'er's face turned ashen, and he still didn't want to believe that Ning Qi could take out 2.25 million middle-grade spirit crystals.
Ning Qi swept his hands away, put those Ziyun fruits into the space package, and then sneered at the shopkeeper: "Come out and count."
"this……"
The shopkeeper came out of the counter with an ugly face. After he carefully counted over and over again, there was no more than one Ling Jing, and the number was exactly 2.25 million.
"Three days later, I will come to get the remaining fifty-five Ziyun fruits. If you are not ready, don't take the signboard of Jibao Pavilion."
Ning Qi sneered.
"Who is it that wants to remove the signboard of my Jibao Pavilion?"
The crowd parted suddenly, and then a middle-aged man in black walked in. Seeing this, Jin Lin'er cupped his hands and said, "Uncle Miao."
Seeing this, the shopkeeper showed a gleam of joy on his face: "Elder Miao!"
"It's the Great Elder of Jibao Pavilion!"
"This kid is in trouble."