Chapter 1667 Futian Pavilion
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Jiang Han glared at the Taoist Master, his eyes filled with annoyance.
"You and we belong to the same sect, both from the Yunpei Immortal Mansion. Do you deserve to be targeted like this?"
When Taoist Master Jiechen heard this, his eyebrows danced with joy and he became even more proud.
"Jianghan, are you begging for mercy on behalf of Miao Yu?"
"Yes! As long as she surrenders to my master and those five uncles, then the road will be brighter from now on!"
Jiang Han said coldly: "Just dream!"
The corners of Taoist Master Jiechen's lips curled up slightly, "Then let's continue fighting. I'm happy to accompany you."
Miao Yu no longer looked at this bitch, but she felt really unhappy inside.
Taoist Jiechen's master is Taoist Qingduan of Yunpei Immortal Mansion.
And his five uncles are the other five Taoist saints.
They are all from Yunpei Immortal Mansion and should belong to the same family.
But because Miao Yu joined later, she has always been excluded.
In recent years, he simply set up his own business, re-established Tianshu Pavilion, and started business outside.
With her clever mind and superb skills, Fairy Miao gained a lot in the past few years, but she also aroused the jealousy of the six people.
So, they deliberately built a Futian Pavilion, which meant to cover Tianshu Pavilion.
In business, he always goes against Tianshu Pavilion. He either grabs customers or markets or cuts off materials, and he doesn't hesitate to lose money occasionally.
There is only one purpose, to destroy Miao Yu.
Those six people all followed Yunpei Taoist God in ancient times. They were also in charge of most of the daily affairs of Yunpei Immortal Mansion and traveled extensively abroad.
In terms of wealth, size and connections, Fairy Miao can't compare to them, and she can't compete with them.
Now is the period of great tribulation, and almost every immortal is trying their best to improve their strength, and equipment is of course the top priority.
Therefore, the market for turbid demon materials is more popular than ever, and the profits are huge.
Of course, Miao Yu hoped to seize this opportunity to quickly expand Tianshu Pavilion, but Futian Pavilion followed him closely and targeted him throughout the process.
The turbid demons she wants to capture will always be intercepted by them.
After coming to the Desolate Clan for more than a thousand years, I have only gained three first-level turbid demons and one second-level turbid demon.
It is the most miserable of all the chambers of commerce present.
"Below, is the final treasure of this fair!"
The Supreme Being of the Desolate Tribe who sang the song was not like other Desolate people who could easily stand dozens of feet tall.
Due to the deliberate shrinkage, he looks taller and stronger than ordinary humans.
The reason why the Desolate Clan sent this person as the ‘host’ was because he had often walked in the Land of Absolute Path and was familiar with the customs of the human race.
Then I saw this Supreme One spreading his right hand backward.
"Third-level exquisite blunt demon!"
As soon as the words fell, some of the leaders of the sixteen chambers of commerce could not help but stand up.
"What?"
"There are actually third-level exquisite products in this trade fair?"
"The exquisite Blunt Turbid Demon, some parts of its body can be used as the main materials for eighth-level armor!"
"Must take it!"
"We are bound to win!"
Under the expectant gazes of everyone who stretched their necks, a sitting Taoist from the Desolate Clan stretched out his hand and pulled out the corpse of a turbid demon from a gap in the void.
But I saw that the Zhuo Demon was grey-brown in color, its body was thousands of feet long, and it was shaped like a rat, with its back covered with thick armor.
Under the dim skylight, there was a faint gray light.
"In order to kill it, we injured more than a dozen brothers."
The Taoist Master from the Desolate Clan laughed.
"You can come and inspect the goods."
As soon as he finished speaking, the leaders of the sixteen chambers of commerce couldn't wait to fly around the corpse of the turbid demon.
Some caressed, some sensed, and some even took out special magic weapons to observe.
Zhuomo corpses are all incomplete, not to mention the quality and type, so inspection is a necessary procedure.
The Desolate Clan is not worried about anyone daring to grab it directly. After all, they have thirty Taoist Saints here, enough to defeat any outside domain.
When his fingertips touched this third-level turbid demon, Miao Yu's heart calmed down after a brief excitement.
The trade fair usually takes place every three to five years, but a third-level turbid demon may not be produced for hundreds of years.
Of course she wanted to take it.
I really want to win it.
She can even figure out how to break it down and sell it after taking it, and then how much profit Tianshu Pavilion can make from each broken down part.
But unfortunately, this is basically just a fantasy.
Most of the other fifteen chambers of commerce have the support of large sects, or even alliances and immortal mansions.
She is far from competitive enough.
What's more, there is also the existence of Futian Pavilion.
At the end of the inspection, Taoist Master Jiechen deliberately gave her a strange and irritating comment.
"Elder Miao, I wish you good luck this time."
The heads of other chambers of commerce all cast playful glances.
Futian Pavilion has targeted Tianshu Pavilion not once or twice, it has almost become a repertoire.
They were happy to watch the fun, since they were not the ones being targeted anyway.
"President Miao, I think you should give up."
"Yeah, it's better to try your luck elsewhere. This Zhuomo business is not suitable for your Tianshu Pavilion at all."
"Perhaps there is a conflict with you here?"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Listening to their gloating laughter, Jiang Han was so angry that he was trembling all over, but he was unable to refute anything.
How much she misses her days in the ancient immortal world.
At that time, Tianshu Pavilion started early, and Miao Yu was the Samsara Immortal Emperor standing at the top, so no one could target it.
But times are different now.
"You can bid now!"
The Supreme Being of the Desolate Tribe said loudly: "There is only one chance, so I hope you will bid carefully!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all the stone tables present lit up with isolation barriers.
This is a rare piece of 'advanced equipment' that the Huang clan has deployed for business purposes.
Everyone present took out their jade tablets and began to think about what price to pay for this third-level turbid demon.
There are also smart people in the Huang tribe.
They did not choose any auction method.
Instead, each of the sixteen chambers of commerce made a secret bid, and in the end the two Taoists from the Huang clan chose one to make the deal.
And if the Huang clan is not satisfied with all the quotes, they can also choose not to sell.
Anyway, Zhuomo is marketable and priceless, and these chambers of commerce are begging them to sell it.
For the sixteen chambers of commerce here, every quotation is a difficult game process.
If the opening is high, the profit will be small.
If the price is too low, the Huang clan will be sold to someone else.
Since I don’t know how much other companies will pay, I can only rely on guessing.
In addition, the materials quoted are different, and sometimes it depends on the mood of the two desolate clan Taoists.
Looking at the slate, Miao Yu's thoughts were racing, and he quickly wrote down the quotation of '30 top-grade proud blood vines, 3,000 kilograms of Meteor Dao Mysterious Essence Stone, and 40 ice-killing ice crystals'.
After thinking about it, she changed the number of ice crystals to 45.
Then he thought about it again.
Dao Zun Jie Chen on the side was far from as entangled as she was.
He seemed carefree and even had the time to laugh at Miao Yu.
"Elder Miao, your efforts are just in vain, it's better to stop struggling."
"Anyway, our quotation must be a little higher than yours."