I'm just a swineherd, not a beastmaster.

Yuan Feng was about to agree when Zhou Wen on the side secretly nudged him.

Got something to say?

He immediately understood what he meant and made up an excuse.

"Well, I have to pee urgently, so I need to go to the bathroom first."

After saying that, he didn’t care about the stall owner’s reaction, snatched the Foundation Establishment Pill, and pulled Zhou Wen aside.

"Come on, you seem to have something to say?"

"Brother, I know the stall owner just now. He is Manager Xie from our Red Sail Beast Sect's Alchemy Hall."

"Huh?" Yuan Feng was shocked. "You're already in charge, but you're still setting up a stall?"

"The steward may be short of money. I am an outer sect disciple and I don't understand."

"Just take care of the business, why are you telling me this?"

Speaking of which, Zhou Wenke became excited and lowered his voice and said, "I don't know about Manager Xie. He likes to bargain when doing business. He gave me 100 spirit stones. The value of your foundation-building pill must be higher than 100 spirit stones."

"Oh? So what do you say? How should I bid?"

"Brother, don't make an offer later. Just say that it's too low. Manager Xie is impatient. If he really wants the Foundation Establishment Pill, he will definitely raise the price."

"Hey, you can't judge a book by its cover. You're quite smart." Yuan Feng patted him on the shoulder and went back to try again anxiously.

Zhou Wen smiled foolishly and scratched his head: "Senior brother seems to be praising me..."

Yuan Feng returned to the stall and put the Foundation Establishment Pill down again.

"Sir, is it resolved?"

"It's over. I feel better all over. Let's talk about this business."

"Okay, one hundred spirit stones, I've prepared it a long time ago, what do you think?"

Yuan Feng pushed the box of spirit stones back without any hurry: "No hurry, I just thought about it when I was peeing, these 100 spirit stones are too few, my foundation building pill, as you know, is of top quality and rare."

"Hey, sir, didn't we agree on a hundred spirit stones? Why did you change your mind after just a moment?"

"It's settled? When did I tell you it's settled? Think about it, after you made your offer, I went to pee, and we haven't decided yet."

The stall owner gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, sir, tell me how much you want. One hundred spirit stones is really a high price. You can't raise the price too much."

"How much should I add? What do you think?" Yuan Feng threw the question back, crossed his arms across his chest, and fell silent.

"How about adding a spirit stone?"

Yuan Feng's eyes wandered with disdain.

Tan Zhufu gritted his teeth again and said, "One hundred and ten is fine, right?"

"One hundred and ten?" Yuan Feng pretended to reach out to take back the Foundation Establishment Pill.

The stall owner was sweating profusely as he looked at the hand that was slowly approaching.

This is a top-grade foundation-building pill. It cannot be calculated simply based on the value of the pill. If it is given as a gift to someone, it would be a great favor.

The world of cultivating immortals is not simply about fighting and killing, but also about human relationships and worldly wisdom.

There are many people who want to use the top-grade foundation-building pill as gifts, so it is easy to resell this top-grade foundation-building pill, and there will be people who will take it no matter how high the price is.

Just imagine, if you give this top-grade foundation-building pill to your boss's child, your boss will be so happy that it will not be a problem to get promoted three levels.

"One hundred and twenty!" The stall owner was so excited that his voice changed.

Yuan Feng could see that the one hundred and twenty was already the opponent's limit, so he nodded.

"Alright, I'll take a small loss, I'll give you 120 spirit stones."

After hearing this, the stall owner finally had time to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"One hundred and twenty spirit stones, sir, please count them."

Yuan Feng took the box, counted it, and found the number was correct. The spirit stones were all real spirit stones, so he quickly put them into the storage bag.

There are many people and eyes at this market, so you should not show your wealth to others.

"Brother, have you sold it?" Zhou Wen came up at this time.

"sold."

"So where are we going now?"

"We? There is no we." Yuan Feng patted Zhou Wen, "There is nothing else I want to buy in this market except the temperature control array. I will leave after I buy it. You can go back to the mountain too."

"Ah? How about..."

"No, bye."

Yuan Feng waved his hand and turned around, bumping into three disciples with ruffian-looking faces.

"Sorry, let me."

"Of course I can, but who are you?" The disciple in the middle was the shortest, had a piece of grass in his mouth, and was also the most arrogant.

Yuan Feng just felt confused and didn't want to pay attention to them, so he was about to go around them.

But the disciple holding the grass walked past him and put his hand directly on Zhou Wen's shoulder.

"Isn't this our Chatterbox Zhou? Why isn't he talking?"

This is school bullying... No, sect bullying?

Yuan Feng looked at it coldly, feeling that his eyes had been opened and familiar at the same time.

"What's the matter? Chatty Zhou, we are short of money recently, can you lend me some flowers?"

"Wang Kun!" Zhou Wen covered his clothes, afraid that others would not know that he hid the money in his clothes, "I don't have any money."

"Brothers, you are borrowing money from us. You know we will pay it back. What are you afraid of?" As he said that, Wang Kun pulled Zhou Wen's arm away.

"When did you pay it back? You still haven't returned the Qi-boosting pills that I borrowed from you last time." Zhou Wen was forced into a corner and wanted to resist, but he was powerless compared to the other party. He could only watch as the other party took out his clothes.

"Brothers, we have to pay back the money we borrowed, but the Qi-boosting pills are not money. How can we pay them back after we take them?"

"Ha ha……"

The three disciples laughed out loud.

Yuan Feng was really shocked to see someone robbing in broad daylight.

Is there no law? Is there no law?

This doesn't seem to be true. Large sects usually exist independently of the government. Even if the government comes, they have to show some respect to them.

Even if there is no government, will the sect not care?

Yuan Feng looked around and it seemed that there was really no one from the Red Sail Beast Sect he wanted to take care of.

It was obvious that it was the disciples of the sect who were snatching from other disciples, but the people around them seemed to be unable to see it. Even Manager Xie just watched from the stall without taking a step forward.

Yuan Feng shook his head, walked over and put his hand on the shoulder of the disciple who was holding the grass.

"Dude, this seems like robbery, not borrowing money, right?"

"Who are you? Do you also want to lend money to me, Wang Kun? Once you have borrowed money from him, it will be your turn." Wang Kun shook his shoulders, trying to shake Yuan Feng off, but found that the other party was incredibly strong.

After being baptized in the Zhengxin Tower, Yuan Feng's strength is comparable to that of a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage. There is no way Wang Kun, who is only at the fourth stage of Qi Refining, can surpass him.

"Senior Brother!" Zhou Wen's eyes lit up as he saw his savior.

"Let me go!" Wang Kun found that the more he struggled, the stronger the opponent became. He panicked for a moment, "Why are you still standing there? Pull this guy away!"

"Let go of my brother Wang!"

The two disciples behind attacked at the same time.

Yuan Feng didn't move one hand, but he swung the other hand seemingly easily, grabbing both of them under his armpits like catching a chicken.

"Dude, why are you doing this?"

It was not until this moment, when the three of them were locked up at the same time, that they realized they had run into a tough guy.

"Brother, this is my fault, Wang Kun. I won't lend you the money. I'm leaving now."

"Go away? What do you mean by go away? We're brothers, it's not nice to say go away. Besides, don't be in a hurry to leave. I'm short of money right now. Can you lend me some?"

"what?"

Wang Kun and the other two were stunned. Who were they? They were hooligans who bullied the weak and feared the strong in the Red Sail Beast Sect. They were the only ones who robbed others' money, never others robbed them.

Yuan Feng really decided to take advantage of the situation today, to rob the thieves and help Sect Master Zhang to correct the bad habits in their Red Sail Beast Sect.

"Brother, it's inappropriate for you to ask me to borrow money, right? Do you know who my father is?"

"Who is your father? Didn't your mother tell you? Or does she not know either?"

"you……"

Wang Kun was no fool. He could tell that Yuan Feng was cursing his mother in various ways. He was so angry that his face turned pale. Of course, his pale face might also be due to the lack of oxygen caused by being locked up.