He confessed his love for his master in his later years, and his cheat ability finally arrived.

After Mo Rou had walked a distance, Lu Changsheng turned back to Princess Taiping and said:

"I knew she would definitely be after the spirit stones. I set the price at eight thousand. It's her skill if she gets more than that."

"However, I need you to come along. I want to see how many spirit stones these top-grade Foundation Establishment Pills are worth."

"She's more thick-skinned than you, so the price is negotiable."

"If she sells these twenty at a high price, you can negotiate the rest."

"But you need to stay far away, so she doesn't spot you."

Princess Taiping was taken aback, originally thinking that Lu Changsheng had been bewitched by Mo Rou.

But now it seems that he still has a sense of justice.

Princess Taiping then stated with a serious expression:

"Don't worry, senior."

After saying that, she disappeared into the crowd.

Mo Rou, of course, was completely unaware of all of this.

At this moment, she swayed her waist gracefully, every move exuding charm.

The inner hall of Tianbao Pavilion, used for transactions, is decorated with great care.

Looking around, one sees steps made of green jade and pillars made of purple sandalwood.

Various magical artifacts, talismans, and alchemical formulas are hung on the four walls.

Although the walls here are full of treasures.

But few dared to harbor any improper thoughts.

You should know that these things are all subject to restrictions!

Without the token issued by Tianbao Pavilion.

There's no way to get close!

In the center of this inner hall, there is a circular platform.

There are a total of 36 trading seats on the platform.

Those who can sit on this stage must be either rich or noble.

However, Mo Rou's outfit seemed somewhat frivolous in this setting.

Therefore, as soon as she appeared, several divine senses swept over her.

"Tsk, she's dressed so provocatively! Is she some old geezer's mistress?!"

"Shh! Didn't you see that 'Ten Thousand Treasures Token' in her hand? Elder Zhao personally issued that thing; anyone who can get their hands on such a token is probably not someone to be underestimated. So be careful not to bite off more than you can chew!"

Upon hearing this, no one dared to make any more jokes.

Mo Rou has extremely sharp ears, and she heard everything those people said clearly.

However, in the end, he acted as if he hadn't heard it.

She didn't care about these trivial remarks at all.

Mo Rou wanted to sell pills, but at this point she couldn't find a way to do so.

So she looked around and finally walked up to a maid.

The maid was also a clever one; she saw Mo Rou walking over with the "Tianbao" token in her hand.

She naturally dared not be negligent, so she spoke first:

"Young lady, is there anything I can do to help you?"

Mo Rou smiled slightly and said:

"I am new here and do not know the rules of this inner hall."

"I want to sell some pills, but I don't know where to start?"

The maid replied softly, "Miss, this seventh seat is often occupied by Dan merchants."

"Miss, you can wait over there. If there is a serious buyer, someone will be sent to make contact."

Mo Rou smiled sweetly after hearing this.

Then he walked gracefully to the seventh seat.

As she walked, she made plans in her mind.

The master set a floor price of eight thousand per piece, but if she could sell it for nine thousand or ten thousand, wouldn't the difference be hers?

These top-grade Foundation Establishment Pills are practically priceless outside the sect.

So even if it sells for 10,000, there's no worry about it selling!

It seems that old man has never seen the world!

Mo Rou sat in the seventh seat, placing a top-grade Foundation Establishment Pill in front of her.

As the saying goes, good wine needs no bush.

In addition, most of the people here know their stuff.

So naturally, there's no need for me to say anything more.

Sure enough, not long after, an old man in a gray robe slowly walked over.

The old man's gaze had been fixed on the Foundation Establishment Pill ever since it fell upon it.

He stroked his beard and pondered:

"This pill has dragon-like patterns and a restrained aura, without any impurities. It must have been refined using the method of thunder and fire, and the furnace temperature control has reached a state of perfection."

"Tsk! Truly a rare find! May I ask, young lady, who crafted this elixir?"

Mo Rou did not rush to answer the question.

She simply and slowly sized up the old man in front of her.

Seeing that the old man was dressed simply but had an outstanding demeanor, he probably wasn't a penniless pauper.

After realizing this.

Mo Rou quickly adopted a sweet and cloying tone.

"Senior, my master has always been a low-key person and does not like to reveal his name."

"If you want it, just name your price. I have twenty of these pills in total, and you can rest assured about their quality."

The old man in gray carefully examined Mo Rou, then glanced behind her.

There was indeed no one behind the girl.

Seeing this scene, the old man felt increasingly suspicious.

Why would someone like her, a woman, sell such a potent elixir alone?

That's incredibly audacious!

Although Tianbao Pavilion is a place with rules.

But what happens after leaving Tianbao Pavilion?

It's hard to guarantee that no one will be blinded by greed and commit robbery.

However, the old man in gray did not point this out.

After all, what does it matter to me whether others live or die?

The old man looked at Mo Rou and slowly said:

"Young lady, I am Chen Zi'ang of Xuanji Tower. How about we offer 6,500 spirit stones for each of your twenty pills?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Rou's attitude instantly underwent a complete 180-degree turn.

You should know that the sect has a special alchemy hall for disciples to refine medicines. Even so, these top-grade Foundation Establishment Pills are still being sold for eight thousand each.

There are plenty of independent cultivators outside of sects who, even with spirit stones in their pockets, can't find a way to buy pills.

Therefore, the price that Chen Ziang saw was rather laughable.

"Six thousand five? Senior Chen, are you kidding me? Or is it that your Xuanji Tower can't even find out the market price anymore?"

Faced with Mo Rou's teasing.

Chen Ziang's expression remained largely unchanged.

He naturally knew that the value of this elixir was far more than six thousand five.

In fact, for some wealthy and powerful families, it is not uncommon for a top-grade Foundation Establishment Pill to fetch 20,000 yuan.

But he was deliberately trying to lower the price, firstly to test Mo Rou's background, and secondly because he thought Mo Rou was alone and easy to manipulate.

But to my surprise, this guy wasn't afraid at all.

Helpless, Chen Ziang had no choice but to change his mind.

"Don't worry, young lady. Although Tianbao Pavilion is safe, once you leave this place, no one can guarantee what will happen."

"In that case, my Xuanji Tower is willing to accept twenty at once, for both speed and stability. Seven thousand is already our greatest sincerity. What do you think?"

After listening, Mo Rou looked at the old man in front of her with a half-smile and said:

"Heh, seven thousand? If seven thousand can buy Foundation Establishment Pills of this quality, I'll take as many as you have!"

"Since you're not sincere, there's no need to talk anymore."

Upon hearing these words, Chen Ziang was about to say something.

Unexpectedly, a cultivator in a blue robe suddenly approached and said loudly:

"Ten thousand for each one. How many do you have? I'll take them all."

Upon hearing this, the inner hall fell silent for a moment.

While top-grade Foundation Establishment Pills are rare, isn't this price a bit outrageously high?

It's not that the top-grade Foundation Establishment Pill isn't worth the price.

Rather, those who need this item generally don't have spirit stones. Even those who can easily pull out ten thousand spirit stones usually don't need it.

But how could Mo Rou possibly care about all that!

Ten thousand yuan a piece—this price really touched her heart.

So she ignored Chen Ziang and turned to look at the young cultivator.

"Young man... cough cough, fellow Daoist, are you serious?"

"Ten thousand spirit stones each, I have twenty in total. Can you come up with two hundred thousand spirit stones at once?"

Before the cultivator in the blue robe could speak, Chen Zi'ang became anxious.

Damn it, someone is blatantly trying to steal my business! This is just too outrageous!

He got angrier the more he thought about it, so he stood up and spoke up.

Looking at the cultivator in blue robes, he said fiercely:

"Fellow Daoist, do you understand the rules? Do you know what 'first come, first served' means?"

The monk in the blue robe simply smiled slightly.

It's not verbose either.

He took out a jade-colored storage bag from his sleeve and tossed it to Mo Rou.

"Two hundred thousand spirit stones, not a single one missing. You can count them here."

Mo Rou was startled when she saw this scene.

This person can actually casually pull out 200,000 spirit stones?!

Could there be something fake in it?

Mo Rou suppressed her excitement and then pretended to be reserved as she opened the storage bag.

A sweep of spiritual sense revealed that the bag was filled with a shimmering aura, and the spirit stones were neatly stacked, with the exact number being perfect.

Upon seeing these spirit stones, Mo Rou couldn't help but show a hint of joy on her face.

The young man before them was younger than that old man Lu Changsheng, and even more generous.

If it's about submitting oneself to someone like that, it's not entirely out of the question...

Thinking of this, Mo Rou immediately clung to him like a horny woman.

She took two steps forward.

"Fellow Daoist, these are twenty top-grade Foundation Establishment Pills."

"You can check the quality of each one."

After saying that, she quickly touched the hand of the monk in the blue robe.

The cultivator in the green robe maintained his calm and composed demeanor.

He casually accepted the pills without even glancing at them.

Instead, she said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist, I am Jiang Mingzi, a rogue cultivator. If your master has any other pills to sell, you can come to me. I will take as many as you have; I will not refuse any."

Seeing that the other party had no interest in her, Mo Rou had no choice but to give up.

However, she felt a bit more curious about the person in front of her.

How can a rogue cultivator be so wealthy and powerful?

That's unlikely!

But then again, now that the money and goods are settled, what does he do, and what does it have to do with me?

Just as Mo Rou was about to reply.

Chen Zi'ang finally couldn't hold back his rage and said:

"You two, do you really think I don't exist? Or do you think my Heavenly Mystery Pavilion is easy to mess with?!"

Actually, Chen Zi'ang was able to get this angry.

The main reason lies with Mo Rou.

Even if a deal falls through, goodwill should remain. If you simply explain the situation politely, the highest bidder wins.

Now everything's fine, isn't it?

What about Mo Rou?

He completely forgot himself the moment he saw Jiang Mingzi.

Now, facing the questioning.

She didn't care at all.

"What, is the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion that powerful?"