Now that we're in a book, isn't it reasonable to use some cheats?

"Three thousand..." Looking at Yan Shi'an's unfriendly face, Su Ning's mind raced and she decided to trick him first.

Anyway, they were all caught.

Saying it is too cheap would insult the value of the sword, while saying it is too expensive would make him feel more comfortable.

"Three thousand?" Yan Shi'an asked back.

"Yes, yes, yes, three thousand." Su Ning picked up the last sword and handed it over enthusiastically: "Master Yan, do you want to buy on credit or pay in cash?"

Three thousand should not be a difficult task for a sect leader.

But she forgot.

The sword belonged to his sect, but she shamelessly asked him for money. Yan Shian gnashed his teeth and said, "You're selling me my sword?"

Otherwise she would be shameless.

She knows all these ways to make money.

"Hehe." Su Ning chuckled, but her hands calmly packed up the stall and said, "No money, I'll give it to you."

She held her stall and prepared to leave.

Unfortunately, how could Yan Shian let her leave so easily?

The next second, Yan Shian grabbed her collar from behind and said word by word, "This sect master can ignore the fact that you sold the sword."

"Really?" Hearing that he didn't care, Su Ning's eyes lit up.

"Really." Yan Shi'an raised his lips and said with a smile, "This sect master just watched over there for a while."

"There are thirteen swords in total. At your price of three thousand per sword, minus the last one, the total is thirty-six thousand."

"..."Su Ning's face froze.

What does he mean?

Is he here to ask for money? A sword costs three thousand, why doesn't he just go and rob it?

"Give it to me." Yan Shi'an stretched out his hand and actually asked for money: "This is my sect's sword. The money from the sale belongs to my sect."

"I..." Su Ning regretted it.

She wanted to sell it for three hundred, but insisted on saying it was three thousand. Now, she didn't have that much money on her, and this guy had seen a lot of it.

He even knew how many swords there were.

"What? Are you planning to keep it for yourself?" Since Yan Shian had been watching there for so long, he naturally knew what her price was at that time.

He did it on purpose.

I guess she doesn't have any money on her, so let's see how she solves the problem.

"This...I..." Su Ning was in deep pain but couldn't express it in words.

At this moment, she caught a glimpse of Song Shaoqian, whose eyes were clear but a little silly, and she immediately had a bad idea.

She smiled slyly: "Xiao Qianqian, I want to ask you a favor."

He specializes in selling aphrodisiacs.

He must have a lot of money on hand, so giving him a few tens of thousands should not be a problem. At worst, I can return it to him when I make money in the future.

It is important to solve this problem first.

"Huh?" Song Shaoqian didn't understand why she called for such intimacy. He hugged his chest subconsciously, feeling that something was fishy.

But he would rather be deceived.

Who says they are four rotten garlics? They belong together.

There were many people here, so Su Ning pulled him to the other side and said in a flattering manner, "Xiao Qianqian, do you have any money on you?"

"You want money?" Song Shaoqian asked knowingly.

Thinking of Yan Shian's exorbitant request, Su Ning became angry: "Didn't you see that bandit asked for tens of thousands right away?"

Song Shaoqian: “…” They are indeed bandits.

She continued to accuse Yan Shian of his crimes.

"Where do I have that much money? I only sold it for over 3,000 in total, and I still have to pay tens of thousands. Do you think he is still a human being?"

"But what's in it for me?" Song Shaoqian learned his lesson.

He has money.

But it won’t be given out casually.

"Benefits?" Su Ning thought for a while, but couldn't think of any benefits, so she wanted to ask the person involved: "What benefits do you want?"

"I want you..." Song Shaoqian had a filthy look in his eyes and had only said half of his words.

Su Ning blocked his mouth with her hand: "Stop talking, I've found a sucker and I won't ask you for money."

God knows what shit he'll say.

Besides, if you ask him for money and benefits, why doesn't he just go to heaven?

"Ah?" Song Shaoqian was confused.

The next second, Su Ning walked towards Mu Xiaoyu and pulled him aside as if he were her: "Junior brother, do you have money?"

She suddenly remembered something.

In the book, Mu Xiaoyu is on the list of the richest people in the world of cultivation.

Mu Xiaoyu was stunned: "Yes."

He also heard the conversation between Yan Shian and his senior sister just now. He was also wondering why his senior sister didn't come to ask him.

Why did he go and ask people from other sects?

"If you have money, give it to me." Su Ning was not polite and started to lift his clothes to see where he hid the money.

She discovered it for the first time.

The clothes Mu Xiaoyu was wearing were made of top-quality fabrics. How come I hadn't realized before that he was a wealthy man?

No wonder he had the temper of a young master when they first entered the sect together.

"Senior Sister." Mu Xiaoyu took her hand away, with an unnatural look on his face, and then took out a bag of spirit stones from the storage bag.

"Here's fifty thousand."

"Wow." Su Ning rushed over and blurted out, "Junior brother, I love you so much."

"...Uh." Mu Xiaoyu blushed.

"Little Ningning..." Seeing Su Ning throwing herself at him, Song Shaoqian next to him was shocked. He wanted nothing in return.

No benefit was gained.

Xiao Ningning even abandoned him. Mu Xiaoyu is such a bad person.

Su Ning was too lazy to pay attention to him. She took out the extra spirit stones from her purse and gave the rest to Master Yan: "Here, this is what you wanted."

Yan Shian also accepted it with peace of mind.

After all, it's his sect's sword, so it's reasonable to give it to the sect as funding.

“……”He actually answered it.

After this series of events, several people also entered the restaurant in a mighty manner.

Just like last time, this Tianshang Renjian Restaurant is the most visited place in the world of cultivation, and it is full of people from the world of cultivation.

They should all be at the Jindan stage or above.

"Wow, so much food." The first floor should be the so-called competition venue. It was filled with all kinds of delicious food, and Su Ning was dazzled.

Just getting ready to go over and do a major sweep.

Mu Xiaoyu grabbed her collar and said, "Senior sister, take it easy."

"Uh... I'm a little hungry." Su Ning scratched her head embarrassedly. She couldn't control herself when she saw food.

Yan Shi'an came here for something and did not join them. He pushed open the compartment on the third floor and found his mortal enemy still inside.

Yang Cheng.

The two couldn't help but laugh at the sarcasm again.

Yan Shian: "Oh, Yang Dianfeng, you are here too?"

Yang Cheng: "You, Eunuch An, aren't here either?"

Yan Shian: "You impotent man."

Yang Cheng: "Are you impotent?"

The two of them are the leaders of a sect outside, but here they are fighting with each other like shrews.

As the person in charge here, Xiao Yiran was afraid that the two would start a fight, so he immediately stepped out to smooth things over: "Calm down first, both of you."

"The game is about to start. Do you two want to go and have a look?"

"Look." Yan Shian suddenly stopped arguing and gave Yang Cheng a meaningful look, gloating: "Your apprentice is here too."

The guy called Lao Deng is here.

Seeing the gloating look on his face, Yang Cheng realized that Su Ning was here too, and his face turned ugly: "Is the order of your sect so bad?"

"How can you let someone with low cultivation level go down the mountain at will?"