Chapter: 1789

Ziyunmo sent a voice transmission to Ning Qi.

These god refining stones are all his possessions saved over the years, and they were originally intended to be used to condense the soul when he breaks through to the eighth level.

"A thousand dollars?"

Ning Qi's eyes lit up slightly. If he really waited until three days later for the auction, the price might exceed 1,000 yuan, but there would be many unstable factors.

If this person is really willing to give him a thousand pieces of God-refining stone, there is no need to hold the auction, and he will receive 10 million dragon-slaying coins.

"The high-level bloodline of the World Extinct Titan requires 50 million dragon-slaying coins, and one fifth of the dragon blood fruit is enough. To sell, or not to sell?"

"Pay with one hand and deliver with one hand."

Ning Qi sent a sound transmission to Ziyunmo.

A look of joy flashed in Ziyunmo's eyes, and he nodded slightly.

"Three days, I'm afraid you want to delay the time?"

The shopkeeper sneered at Ning Qi.

"Mr. Ziyun Mo, after the transaction is completed, please send me to the gate of the city, and leave the city. I don't need to worry about other things."

Ning Qi ignored the shopkeeper and sent a voice transmission to Ziyunmo.

"Yes, no problem, I can keep you safe in Ziyun Ancient Dragon City!"

"Also, give me 10,000 catties of shit from the ninth-rank Ziyun ancient dragon."

Ning Qi said again.

Zi Yunmo froze for a moment, then nodded.

"Then I'll wait for you here."

Ning Qi smiled slightly.

"I'll be there soon!"

Ziyun Mo turned and left.

"Why, dare not speak?"

Seeing Ziyunmo leave, the shopkeeper became more courageous. He taunted Ning Qi non-stop, explaining to everyone how rare the dragon blood fruit is. Ning Qi is not even a fighting sect. It is impossible for ants to have dragon blood fruit. Gradually, the eyes of everyone looking at Ning Qi were filled with anger.

"Boy, are you playing tricks on us? If you don't hand over the dragon blood fruit today, you won't be able to leave Jibao Pavilion!"

"I just thought he was a liar. How could the Dragon Blood Fruit, which has been lost for hundreds of thousands of years, appear on him? I'm afraid this kind of thing would have been extinct long ago!"

"Go, call your elders, I will wait for you to be much higher than you, and I will not bully the small with the big!"

Someone snorted coldly at Ning Qi.

Ning Qi glanced at everyone, "You don't believe it, do you? Then there is no need to hold the auction."

"It really is a liar, hahaha!"

The shopkeeper laughed teasingly.