After reading the game to understand the protagonist's chance, she took all of them.

Bai Lan can read the save file!

With this kind of probabilistic gameplay, if she encounters a player who can save the game, she will almost certainly get the highest reward.

All you need to do is reload the game a few hundred times and select all the storage bags on the stalls...

No, her target this time is the Space Black Stone of the Lady of Destiny.

Bai Lan forced himself to look back.

He only had seven spirit stones left in his hand, which he got from Long Aotian. Now he didn't know the price of the space black stone, so he couldn't spend all his budget rashly.

Bai Lan suppressed the urge to go to Guanpu's stall and take a gamble and turned around.

Although she likes to play all in, at the moment, the space black stone is more attractive to her.

She had no idea about the things that already belonged to the girl of destiny, nor was she interested in getting the jade bracelet.

But the black stone is currently ownerless, so she is still willing to try to grab it.

Who doesn’t want a storage space!

After walking around the market for a few times, her eyes swept over the stalls on both sides.

In the plot, the female protagonist of destiny could see the small stall after walking two steps. Bai Lan walked around the entire market before he saw a pure black stone on an inconspicuous stall in the corner.

It is about the same size as a spirit stone, but its texture is shiny black. Although it is not very conspicuous among the objects, Bai Lan noticed it at a glance.

Is this the gap between ordinary people and the Lord of Destiny?

The things that are within the reach of the Lord of Destiny are something that ordinary people want to obtain, but they have to pay ten times the price of the Lord of Destiny in order to have a chance of getting them.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Lan walked forward.

"Dao, fellow Daoist, what do you need?"

The person setting up the stall was a little girl who looked a little shy. When she saw someone approaching, she looked up and asked.

There were many miscellaneous items on the stall, including spiritual herbs, elixirs, talismans, and some strange but somewhat spiritual gadgets.

Bai Lan pretended to casually look through a few things on her stall before asking calmly, "How much are the talismans?"

"Ah, a yellow-grade low-grade talisman costs two spirit stones, a medium-grade talisman costs three spirit stones, and a high-grade talisman costs five spirit stones..."

Bai Lan swallowed secretly.

So expensive.

Talismans are disposable items and each time they are used, there will be less of them. It would be better for her to draw them herself.

He put the talisman back without making a sound.

"This little gadget is exquisite, but it doesn't seem to be a spiritual weapon? The spiritual energy is so thin, how many spiritual stones do I need?" Bai Lan's gaze gradually moved to the pure black stone. He suppressed the urge to touch it and picked up a folding fan next to the black stone to play with it.

The girl was obviously a social phobic. Her voice got smaller and smaller. "This... This is something my brother left behind. I don't know what it's used for. It's just a small object containing spiritual energy. It seems to be... Really useless. If you want it, I'll give you two spiritual stones?"

?

Bai Lan was amused by what he heard. This little girl was really innocent and cute. Which seller would be so honest when introducing things?

If a dishonest businessman were to sell this folding fan.

He would praise it to the skies, saying it was a treasure he had retrieved after escaping death in the depths of a secret realm, and then he would tailor the price to the individual, with an offer ranging from ten spirit stones to a hundred spirit stones.

Bai Lan was still planning to bargain, but when her peripheral vision accidentally caught a glimpse of something in the distance...

The familiar figure in the sight seemed to be walking towards her. Bai Ling was here, and the person next to her was most likely her fellow apprentice?

Come so fast.

Bai Lan took out four spirit stones and said slowly: "I want this folding fan. This little black stone seems quite interesting. Are four spirit stones enough for two things?"

"Enough, of course it is enough." The stall owner's daughter nodded happily.

These things have been on her stall for a year, and it's a miracle that they can be sold now.

After handing over four spirit stones, Bai Lan put the small black stone into the storage bag at lightning speed, and stood up and left without hesitation.

"Wait a minute, why does my nephew want to leave as soon as he sees me? I'm not some terrible beast." Bai Ling's voice came from behind.

According to seniority, Bai Ling's master is Qing Xuan Zhenren, and Bai Ling is of the same generation as the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Therefore, Bai Lan had to call her uncle-master.

"......What nephew said yesterday was really sad. Uncle had good intentions. In order to let you enter Yuqing Peak, I begged Master for a long time." Bai Ling had a smile in her eyes, but her words were thorny.

happy.

Nan Xianzhi calls Qingxuan Master, in the Ganges River.

It is very intriguing that Bai Ling calls Qingxuan "Master".

Everyone else calls her Master, but she is treated specially. That’s right, since she is the girl of destiny after all.

But what many people don’t know is that the title of Master is a very normal one.

But if the disciple calls the master "Master", the meaning will be different.

If I throw my master into Haitang, what will happen...

cough.

Bai Lan looked at Bai Ling who was looking proud, shook his head helplessly, and said with a smile: "Why do you have to beat around the bush when you speak? You want me to enter Yuqing Peak. Is it for my own good, or do you want to trample on me, your former high and mighty sister?"

The merciless words made Bai Ling's smile fade.

"Don't treat others as fools. I can see clearly what you are thinking." Bai Lan chuckled: "Don't forget, I still have the evidence against you. Don't make me unhappy."

Bai Lan's eyes swept towards the bracelet on Bai Ling's wrist, and he chuckled and said, "If you keep causing trouble for me, I can't guarantee that I won't say something nonsense."

Others couldn't understand what Bai Lan said, but Bai Ling understood it clearly.

Her face tensed up. After entering the sect these days, she was first accepted as a direct disciple by the master, and then spoiled by the senior brothers of Yuqing Peak, and praised by a group of low-level disciples as "Uncle Master".

She had forgotten that her biggest secret was in Bai Lan's hands.

"Don't be rude. Who do you think you are to dare to speak to my junior sister like that?" The young man said with a hint of annoyance.

The pressure from the Foundation Establishment Stage suddenly came, and the young man next to Bai Ling said angrily: "In terms of status, the little sister is your uncle, and in terms of qualifications, she is a hundred times better than you. What qualifications do you have to be mean to her?"

Bai Lan felt a sweetness in his throat and frowned.

"Host! Are you okay?" The system panicked and hurried forward to support Bai Lan: "Damn it, you actually dared to rely on your cultivation to exert pressure everywhere! You have no moral principles!"

Bai Lan was not surprised and patted the system's shoulder soothingly.

This is how the world of cultivation works. If you are strong enough, you can do whatever you want.

The Qingyuan Sect's rules prohibit fellow disciples from killing each other, but do not restrict high-level cultivators from using coercion to intimidate others.

But she remembered this grudge.

"I didn't want to tell the secret, but now, I have changed my mind."

She was indeed angry because she was injured for no apparent reason.

She couldn't deal with Xiao Tianqi, but Bai Lan could easily capture him by extorting money from him, a mere girl of destiny.