My Heaven-Defying Spirit

"Wanlefang."

This is where Ming Huaishang temporarily stayed in Qinglong City. The decoration inside the room was not luxurious, but it was neatly arranged. The window faced west, and there was a round table made of golden silk wood in the main hall. It could be described as plain and simple...

Inside the room, Ming Huaishang first closed the window, and then put Luo Hong on the bed. Looking at the horrifying bloody hole on his lower abdomen, which was repairing itself at an extremely slow speed, Ming Huaishang said in horror.

"Luo Hong's aura should show that he is fine, and his body is repairing itself. The power of the divine body is indeed terrifying!"

Ming Huaishang certainly knew that Luo Hong's body's self-repair was all due to the divine body, and he saw this clearly in the secret studies of the divine body.

With a sigh, Ming Huaishang didn't know what to do for the time being, so he left the room. A ray of spiritual power passed through his palm, and a layer of light blue spiritual power wrapped around the room, casting a layer of barrier on it. No one could enter this barrier unless Ming Huaishang opened it himself, or a strong person in the Divine Soul Realm forcibly broke it.

Only then did he walk out of "Wanlefang" with peace of mind and stroll towards Qinglong City.

When he came to the street he had just walked through, he saw that it was full of things used by mortals. Ming Huaishang was naturally not interested in looking at them. Then, he walked past a street and found that there were only a few people on it and there were no shops on the street. He continued walking forward and came to another street. The scene here dazzled him.

"A low-level sword weapon, sold at a low price! Thirty low-level spirit stones."

"Xuanhuang grass, a low-level spiritual medicine, can be taken by cultivators in the Body Forging Realm to strengthen their foundation. One plant costs eight low-level spiritual stones."

"Spiritual blood powder, when smelting treasures or forging weapons, adding a little bit of it will make the magic weapon extremely hard. Three spirit stones for one gram............."

All kinds of things were placed on the street. Unlike the previous street, this place was messy and crowded.

"This place... is it specially provided for monks?"

Ming Huaishang was speechless, but his body kept moving forward uncontrollably.

"Hey!"

The sound of metal breaking rang out, and Ming Huaishang looked over there unconsciously. There was a man as skinny as a monkey, holding a broken pen in his hand, his eyes full of anger. In front of him, a tall man shouted angrily:

"Don't you have eyes? You stepped on my dragon-transforming pen. Do you know what this is?"

In front of him, a man in gorgeous clothes was looking at him with his hands on his hips and spoke expressionlessly.

"Isn't it just a piece of junk? One low-level spirit stone is enough."

The man casually threw out a spiritual stone as white as jade, which exuded a trace of spiritual power and smelled refreshing.

"What? A spirit stone. This is a fairy item! You don't have a spirit stone worth 1.8 million, and it's the top-grade essence spirit stone. Do you still want to buy it?"

The man with the golden hand screamed with a strange look in his eyes.

Indeed, I didn't notice that as the man screamed strangely, more and more people were looking at him.

"Isn't this a monkey? He's swindling people here again, using cheap things to cheat some rich kids every day."

"I remember that a few days ago, a disciple from a wealthy family seemed to have been cheated out of 150 mid-grade spirit stones by him..."

The discussions were heard one after another, and when the thin man heard it, his face turned red.

"You guys don't know shit. These are all treasures. Treasures. Do you understand? You are a bunch of people who have never seen the world. This is how your life will be."

The thin man deliberately raised his voice and retorted to those who had just talked.

After hearing what the thin man said, some people with bad tempers wanted to step forward, but were stopped by the people next to them.

"Forget it, forget it. This monkey is a gangster. He has a bad temper in this chaotic street. It's better not to provoke him. If he pesters you, it will be difficult to deal with."

Hearing this, the thin man showed a smug smile on his face, and held his head high and proudly looked at everyone.

Seeing this, Ming Huaishang looked curiously at the thin man placing things on the ground. Only then did he realize that the thin man's business was almost placed in the middle of the street. Ming Huaishang shook his head and laughed secretly.

"This guy deliberately puts things near the middle of the street so people can step on them and ask for compensation if they break."

At this time, the thin man once again showed an angry expression and said to the gorgeously dressed man in front of him.

"Hey, can you afford to pay for it? You look so extravagantly dressed, you don't look like someone who denies his master, could it be that your clothes were stolen?"

As soon as the thin man finished speaking, people burst into laughter. The face of the man in gorgeous clothes in front of his shop gradually turned ugly, and his fists slowly clenched.

"you......!"

"What do you mean by 'you'? If you can't afford the compensation, get out of here right away. Don't let me see you. You're obviously a poor fellow. Don't you look like a stinky bastard if you wear such nice clothes?"

Before the well-dressed man could say a word, the skinny man, whose name was clearly Monkey, glared at him angrily.

"You wait for me!"

The man in gorgeous clothes pointed at the thin man named Monkey, shook his sleeves heavily, and walked away.

Seeing that the incident was over, the crowd that had been watching gradually dispersed, and the thin man named Monkey slowly squatted down, picked up the pen that was broken into two, and took out a small jade bottle from his arms, which contained a strange liquid. He smeared it on the broken pen, and the pen miraculously returned to its original shape.

"Oh, what a pity for my ancient resin. It's such a treasure!"

The thin man named Monkey murmured in pain as he poured out the small jade bottle again.

At this moment, Ming Huaishang slowly walked to the front of his shop and said to the thin man named Monkey with a smile on his face.

"Hello, I want to buy something..."

Seeing this, the thin man slowly raised his head and looked at Ming Huaishang with a strange look. After glancing at his appearance and clothes, the thin man said coldly.

"Come on, you can't afford my stuff!"

Hearing this, Ming Huaishang was stunned, but his expression was still smiling. He recovered his composure and said with a faint smile.

"That guy just now could buy something, so why can't I? No way..., are the goods you sell here fake?"