Full-Time Magister: You're selling soul beasts in Shanghai?

Chapter 120 Teaching Prince Banbo a Lesson

"Aren't you a contestant too? What are you doing here?" Eileen asked, her face showing a puzzled expression.

"There's no other way. Even though I'm participating in this international competition, I still have to earn money to support my family," Xu Beichen said helplessly.

Hearing this utterly unbelievable excuse, Eileen rolled her eyes playfully.

Eileen knew that Xu Beichen had business dealings with Duke Weller, and that Xu Beichen always managed to get his hands on dragons that the Victorian aristocracy had never seen before.

Moreover, their bloodlines are all quite high!

"Gentlemen, what would you like to order?"

Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan, who were acting as waiters, came over and asked.

Eileen didn't keep Xu Beichen from cooking any longer, and she and Zhe Luo and the others found an empty dining table.

Suddenly, sounds of a conflict came from outside the restaurant.

A tall man in a gold velvet outfit stood out in the queue outside, followed by two bodyguards. One of the bodyguards arrogantly addressed the people in line:

"This is His Highness Bambo of the Spanish Royal Family! Get out of our way!"

Upon hearing that it was Prince Banbo, the crowd, who had been unhappy just moments before, immediately quieted down considerably.

Although many of them possessed considerable cultivation levels, it didn't mean they dared to offend the Spanish royal family.

"Brother Xu, should we do something about this?" Mo Fan asked Xu Beichen.

"Give him a lesson, then throw him out," Xu Beichen said calmly.

Xu Beichen didn't take the Spanish royal family seriously at all.

"Alright!"

Mo Fan's eyes lit up instantly. He was already annoyed with this guy, so he immediately rolled up his sleeves and walked out.

When Prince Banbo saw Mo Fan walking towards him, he thought he was coming out to greet him, but instead he was met with a fist the size of a sandbag.

With one punch, his once handsome face instantly became bruised and swollen, looking like a pig's head.

As a high-level mage, Mo Fan was already very strong. With the added physical improvement from the flesh of a soul beast, his strength was now comparable to that of a warrior-level demon.

Banbo was completely stunned; he never expected this person to dare to hit him.

The two bodyguards behind him were also stunned. After they came to their senses, they immediately threw punches at Mo Fan.

Both of them were burly and looked like they trained regularly, but trying to outmuscle Mo Fan would be suicide.

"Snap!!"

The sound of bones cracking rang out, and the two burly men who had been so defiant just moments before immediately clutched their broken arms and howled in pain.

Banmo looked at the blood flowing from his nose, tentatively touched it, and found that his nose bridge was indeed broken.

"How dare you attack this prince! I will make you pay the price! Seize him!" Banbo shouted.

Upon seeing their master's anger, the two bodyguards immediately disregarded everything else and began casting spells.

Upon seeing this, the people in line immediately spread out, afraid of being caught in the fight.

Both bodyguards were high-level mages, but their cultivation levels were not high, and their spellcasting speed was not as fast as Mo Fan's.

Mo Fan struck back, sending the two flying with a single retreat.

Without the protection of two bodyguards, Banbo broke out in a cold sweat when he saw Mo Fan closing in.

Although Banbo was a prince, he was not very talented, and his fighting skills were even worse.

"If you dare to lay a hand on me, you will be making an enemy of the Spanish royal family. I advise you to think twice," Banbo threatened.

Mo Fan completely ignored him and used his mind control to throw him away.

The fight has already begun; can you take back a punch that was already thrown?

Banbo scrambled to his feet, glared fiercely at Mo Fan, and then fled in a panic with his two bodyguards.

night.

"Mo Fan, I have a natural lightning-type soul seed. Do you want it?"

Xu Beichen spoke to Mo Fan only after the restaurant closed.

Natural Soul Seed!

The soul seed in Brother Xu's hands is no ordinary item; its quality is absolutely guaranteed!

Mo Fan immediately became excited. He wanted to give Lei a soul seed, but the soul seeds in the auction were too expensive. He didn't expect that Brother Xu had one.

Now that we've entered the official competition, almost all the participants are equipped with Soul Seeds, and there's still a significant difference between Spirit Seeds and Soul Seeds.

Even just synthesizing a soul seed can greatly enhance a mage's strength. If facing a mage with a domain soul seed, the spirit seed has no way to compete.

"Of course I want it, I knew Brother Xu was a good friend." Mo Fan's tone became increasingly obsequious.

This sight made Zhao Manyan, who was standing next to him, roll his eyes. He had already equipped himself with a soul seed.

Since his father's health improved, he has been receiving more and more resources.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not giving it to you for free."

Xu Beichen reached out to stop Mo Fan and said bluntly, "Although I obtained this natural soul seed by chance, it is quite valuable. Considering our acquaintance, I can give you a friendly price."

"How much?" Mo Fan asked, stunned.

"1.2 billion".

Xu Beichen knew very well that the Tyrant Desolate Thunder was worth at least 1.4 billion, but for Xin Xia's sake, he waived some fees for Mo Fan.

"1.2 billion?!"

Mo Fan's lips twitched. Although he had indeed saved a lot of money, it was still far from 1.2 billion.

"The Soul Lightning in my hand is called Tyrant Desolate Lightning. It can be considered a top-grade Soul Lightning. Absorbing it will definitely greatly increase your strength," Xu Beichen said.

"It can't be this expensive!" This wasn't the first time Mo Fan had experienced how easily money could be spent.

"Mo Fan, a top-grade Soul Thunder costs at least 1.4 billion on the market, and the highest quality ones can even exceed 1.5 billion. 1.2 billion is already very cheap."

Seeing that Mo Fan didn't understand the value of natural soul seeds, Zhao Manyan stepped forward to explain.

If he were a lightning-type cultivator, he would definitely buy it even for 1.5 billion, but unfortunately, his main cultivation is light-type.

After some explanation, Mo Fan finally gained a better understanding of the price of Domain Soul Seeds.

"Brother Xu, can't you give me a little discount?" Mo Fan said helplessly.

He genuinely couldn't afford that much money. He had indeed earned a lot of money during his training, but purchasing two copies of the Star River Vein had already cost him 200 million.

"How many do you have?" Xu Beichen asked.

"It's only about 800 million," Mo Fan said awkwardly, scratching his cheek.

"Uh, I'm not a charity."

Xu Beichen rolled his eyes, then suddenly remembered something and reached out to Mo Fan, saying, "Give me your phone."

Mo Fan was taken aback for a moment, but he still obediently handed over his phone.

Xu Beichen took the phone, quickly operated it, and then handed it back to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan both looked puzzled. Could it be that there were some tricks to making money?

But when Mo Fan saw the interface on his phone, his face froze instantly.

"Your credit rating is pretty good, just enough for you to borrow 400 million." Xu Beichen smiled kindly.

Mo Fan was struck dumb, his whole body went numb instantly.

(End of this chapter)