Starting as a stray dog, I embarked on a journey of cultivation.

"Yes, yes, it's my fault!" The rat-masked man nodded repeatedly, then said, "I still stand by what I said before: no matter how much stuff you have, our Treasure Pavilion can handle it all."

He added at the end, "Let alone a deal worth 30 million spirit stones, even 300 million would be fine!"

"Since you've said that, then I'll have you handle this deal from the start!" Gou An glanced at the door to make sure no one was eavesdropping before adding, "Then I'll have you do this one-time."

After saying this, Gou An took out the treasures from his storage bag one by one and arranged them neatly on the table.

Looking at the things that were taken out, the rat mask became even more shocked.

Fire-patterned bracelet, fire-scale armor, fire python whip, black jade rings, crimson flame spear...

Most of them are fire-attribute magic weapons, with the lowest grade being mid-grade magic weapons, and many being high-grade, and there are even a few top-grade magic weapons among them.

There are many kinds of magical artifacts, including not only defensive artifacts, but also offensive artifacts and functional artifacts. They are displayed together in large and small quantities, totaling sixty-seven items.

Seeing so many things, the rat mask swallowed hard, clearly quite surprised.

Left with no other choice, he took out a small abacus and began to appraise each of the magical artifacts one by one.

"A mid-grade magic weapon bracelet, with moderate wear, priced at 50,000 low-grade spirit stones."

"A mid-grade treasure armor, without any wear and tear, priced at 60,000 low-grade spirit stones."

"A superior-grade magic weapon, the Fire Whip, brimming with spiritual light, is priced at 280,000 low-grade spirit stones."

"A pair of top-grade Xuan Jade rings, with a lustrous texture, priced at 350,000 low-grade spirit stones."

As he inspected and quoted prices for each of the rat masks, his fingers moved rapidly across the abacus.

"The last item is a top-grade dragon ball, priced at three million low-grade spirit stones."

After calculating everything, the rat-masked man wiped the sweat from his forehead and then gently pushed the abacus towards Gou An.

"In total, everything amounts to 29,560,000 low-grade spirit stones!"

"Only this much?" Long Youzi frowned immediately. "I felt like it was over thirty million."

"You two are joking!" The rat-masked man smiled awkwardly. "I'm sure I won't make a mistake when it comes to accounting; the total is indeed that much."

Perhaps noticing Gou An and Long Youzi's displeased expressions, the Rat Mask, fearing he might miss out on this deal, quickly added, "I can round it up for you two, how about thirty million spirit stones?"

Gou An looked at the rat mask, wondering what the guy behind it was thinking, but one thing was certain: he had definitely underestimated the total price.

Whether it was 30 million or 35 million, it was no longer important to Gou An at this point.

The important thing is to get rid of it as soon as possible.

So Gou An nodded: "Just do as you said, everything on this table will cost 30 million low-grade spirit stones."

Seeing Gou An agree, the rat-masked man trembled with excitement.

He could earn millions of spirit stones just from commissions alone if he did this business.

"One hand for spirit stones, the other for goods!" Gou An took out an empty storage bag and gestured for the rat mask to put it inside.

"Fellow Daoist, please wait. I don't have that many spirit stones on me. I need to go find the shopkeeper!" The rat-masked man smiled awkwardly.

"Alright, hurry back. If you're too slow, I'll just take the stuff and leave," Gou An replied.

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist, it'll be ready soon!" After saying this, the rat-masked man immediately turned around, opened the door, and quickly walked out.

Gou An and Long Youzi were left alone in the room again.

"Master, that old man definitely undercharged us!" Long Youzi said angrily.

But Gou An remained unmoved, simply saying, "Less is less, the sooner we sell, the easier it will be."

Seeing that Gou An had said so, Long Youzi calmed down considerably.

Not long after, the door was reopened, and this time behind the rat mask was a tall man wearing a golden rat mask.

After the two entered, the rat mask immediately closed the door.

The man in the golden rat mask walked up to Gou An and sat down. His gaze swept across the table, and then an old man's voice came from under the mask: "Fellow Daoist, you have quite the skill, possessing so many treasures."

"Enough with the talk, the price is settled. Thirty million low-grade spirit stones. Give them to me, and the items are yours," Gou An said.

"Since you're in such a hurry, I won't waste any more words!" The Golden Rat Mask flipped his hand and took out a bulging storage bag.

This storage bag is embroidered with gold thread, and it looks quite high-end.

"I've prepared thirty million low-grade spirit stones!" The Golden Rat Mask weighed the storage bag in his hand, then tossed it lightly to Gou An.

Gou An reached out and caught it steadily, then immediately probed the bag with a wisp of demonic energy to examine it.

Inside the storage space, low-grade spirit stones were piled up into several small mountains.

Upon careful counting, there were ten small mountains of spirit stones, each containing three million low-grade spirit stones.

After confirming the quantity was correct, Gou An put the gold-threaded storage bag into his palm space.

"The deal is done, we're leaving now." After saying that, Gou An got up and left with Long Youzi.

"Fellow Daoist, wait a moment!" But at this moment, the Golden Rat Mask suddenly spoke.

Gou An stopped in his tracks, immediately becoming wary, and asked suspiciously, "What? Is there something else? I remember the black market rule is that money and goods are exchanged at a time."

"Fellow Daoist, you misunderstand!" The Golden Rat Mask chuckled lightly. "I just wanted to tell you that if you have any more of these treasures in the future, bring them all to the Formless Black Market, and my Myriad Spirit Treasure Pavilion will accept them all."

"I see!" Gou An smiled awkwardly and said, "Okay, I'll definitely come back if I find any more treasures in the future."

After saying this, Gou An quickly pulled Long Youzi away without stopping for a moment.

"Master, aren't we still supposed to buy spiritual materials?" Long Youzi asked curiously, following behind Gou An.

"What's the rush? Let's buy it somewhere else!" Gou An said as he walked, flipping his hand to take out two masks and handing one to Long Youzi.

"Master, what's going on?" Long Youzi was a little confused.

"I stole two masks when I bought them before entering the city," Gou An said. "Regardless of whether anyone notices us, let's change our appearance first."

"Yes!" Long Youzi quickly pulled down his hood and changed into a pig's head mask.

Gou An also changed his dog-face mask to a monkey-face mask.

"Do you know why I'm going to buy things at a different place?" Gou An asked Long Youzi as he walked ahead.

"Why?" Long Youzi shook his head.

"The items we sold were clearly left behind by high-ranking figures in the City of Ten Thousand Demons," Gou An said in a low voice. "Moreover, most of them were fire-attribute magic treasures. In that case, the only one in the entire City of Ten Thousand Demons who fits this description is Lord Jin Yang."

"If we purchase the spiritual materials we need from their treasure shop again..." Gou An paused here, glanced around to make sure no one was paying attention to him, and then continued, "then it would be easy to deduce that he is an alchemist."

Upon hearing this, Long Youzi broke out in a cold sweat: "Master is so cautious. I didn't even think that much about it."