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

"Are Qingyuan Sect cultivators using their power to bully independent cultivators in public?"

"If this is the case, who will dare to trade safely on the black market in the future? If we buy something we like, and a Jindan-stage cultivator from the Qingyuan Sect comes and forces us to hand it over, do we have to do that?"

"unacceptable."

"He is a Jindan stage cultivator from a large sect. We can't afford to offend him."

The black market is still mostly populated by independent cultivators. By positioning himself as an independent cultivator, Bai Lan quickly won the favor of the people around him.

It only takes a mouth to discredit the sect, and Qinghe Public Relations has to run around to death.

Of course, the blame should be placed on Master Qingxuan. After all, Bai Lan was just an innocent victim and a casual cultivator.

"Brother Qingxuan, what you did was not very kind."

Things got bigger and bigger, and soon after, the Jindan stage cultivator with reverberation finally made a brilliant appearance.

The pressure on Bai Lan eased and his eyes lit up. Is his savior here?

"My friend, let me make the decision. I will compensate you ten times the amount of spirit stones, and you just let the rat go." The black-robed monk stepped forward and patted Bai Lan on the shoulder, acting as a peacemaker.

Bai Lan's face darkened: "I can serve you a plate of braised rat meat."

What savior? They are all in the same group.

But it is understandable. After all, this is a world where strength is paramount. It is normal for the other party to stand on Qingxuan's side.

This is a bit troublesome...

The black-robed monk didn't expect Bai Lan to be so disrespectful, and his brows were frowned.

"That's not a treasure." The black-robed monk narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why do you value it so much?"

He even did not hesitate to offend the cultivators in the Jindan stage.

Bai Lan saved the file, then cleared his throat and spoke in a low voice: "To be honest, I can see that the rat is a treasure-hunting rat that only appears once in a hundred years. They want to take it from me with only 6,000 spirit stones? Aren't they just fooling me!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.

No one expected Bai Lan to say it directly.

The owner, who had been sitting in the spirit beast shop and happily watching the show, stood up suddenly, feeling his brain buzzing.

Wrong!

The black-robed monk's eyes lit up immediately: "Treasure-hunting rat!? Could this be the long-extinct treasure-hunting rat? A treasure-hunting rat with the blood of the ancient Taotie!?"

"That's right." Bai Lan raised the storage bag in his hand: "Although I, Long Aotian, like to pretend to be a woman to deceive people, I never lie! I don't plan to keep this treasure-hunting rat. It will only cause trouble for a mere Qi-refining stage cultivator like me. So I plan to sell it on the black market."

Bai Ling grabbed Qing Xuan's sleeve: "Master! If it is auctioned..."

"I will only take half of the spiritual stones obtained from the auction, and I will only make one additional request, which is to cancel their qualifications for the auction." Bai Lan pointed at Qing Xuan and Bai Ling: "If you dare to be an enemy of me, Long Aotian, you must pay the price!"

Bai Ling's eyes turned cold, Long Aotian...

"Okay! Of course you can! This request is very reasonable! Too reasonable!" The black-robed monk's eyes brightened, and he backhandedly cast a spiritual weapon shield on Bai Lan.

This was not even a request in his eyes.

Now that the treasure-hunting rat is in the hands of the black market, even if an auction is set up, it will ultimately be just a formality. This thing must remain in their hands.

Things have already become a foregone conclusion. Looking at Bai Lan having a pleasant conversation with the black-robed monk, Bai Ling's eyes suddenly widened.

A strong emotion inexplicably surged in her heart. She looked at Qingxuan, but found that her master, who always cared about her feelings, now had an extremely ugly expression on his face.

"Come on, Fellow Daoist Long, I'll take you to the auction house! We can discuss the specific matters in detail later." The black-robed monk walked with Bai Lan, his tone extremely kind.

Bai Lan, who has a God's perspective, knows that the Nascent Soul cultivator behind the black market is the supreme elder of the Xiaoyao Sect, who is best at making spirit stones in his life.

But this still cannot guarantee that there will not be black-on-black espionage in the black market. The black market is still called the black market, and black-on-black espionage is too much in line with corporate tradition.

So she saved a file first, and if the black market route didn't work, she would try other routes.

The old man in black robe took her to the private room on the second floor, comforted her with a few words, and then hurried out.

After a while, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a pretty woman walked in.

"You, are you really Brother Aotian?" The woman's voice trembled: "Or someone else?"

Bai Lan: “…”

Looking closely, I saw it was an acquaintance, Xueer.

Oh no, why can I meet Long Aotian’s harem everywhere?

Can't she just let herself be blamed in peace?

The character must not fall!

Bai Lan sighed softly: "Xue'er, it's me, I'm Aotian."

Xue'er had tears in her eyes. She wanted to go forward and throw herself into Bai Lan's arms, but she couldn't.

The person in front of me looks like a woman no matter how I look at it!

"You are the voice and the figure, how come..." She was incredulous.

"I took a shape-shifting pill, but the effect hasn't worn off yet." Bai Lan began to make up a story: "Xue'er, it's really me."

"......" Xue'er's expression was still strange.

"Have you forgotten? That day in the Nine Yin Secret Realm, you and I... did something intimate." Bai Lan's eyes were affectionate: "Xue'er, it was really me."

"Ahhh host, what nonsense are you talking about? You are not clean anymore!" The system's brain almost short-circuited.

"Don't say anything yet, just watch me." Bai Lan stepped forward and touched Xue'er's head: "Don't you recognize me, your brother Aotian?"

Xue'er's cheeks flushed, and she whispered, "Then, take off your mask and let me see your face, then I'll believe you."

"..."

Bai Lan was afraid that if she took off the mask, Xue'er would chop her on the spot.

Not only Long Aotian would never forget her face, but Xue'er, who was tricked by Bai Lan in the Jiuyin Secret Realm, would also never forget it.

"Don't." Bai Lan grabbed Xue'er's hand and whispered, "There are outsiders here."

She saved the file and then asked Xue'er casually, "Why are you in the black market?"

Xue'er was puzzled: "Brother Aotian, have you forgotten? My father is from the black market..."

Seeing that Xue'er seemed to be getting suspicious, Bai Lan decisively went back to the beginning and asked a different question: "How did you know I was here?"

"I heard that someone was causing trouble in the black market, so I went to take a look. Unexpectedly, I met Brother Aotian..." Xue'er lowered her head.

Bai Lan felt a pain in the roots of his teeth.

So, this sister heard her say in public, "I, Long Aotian, like to dress up as women and deceive people"?

How great is the charm of the name Long Aotian? Even with Bai Lan's appearance, Xue'er can still like the name Long Aotian.

After saving the file, Bai Lan sighed and said with some worry, "Xue'er, will there be any problems if I hand this treasure-hunting rat over to the black market for auction?"

"Brother Aotian, don't worry. I will help you." Xue'er smiled coquettishly, "Even if someone wants to take it all for themselves, I will not let Brother Aotian suffer any loss as long as I am here!"

Bai Lan was greatly shocked.

Thank you, Long Aotian.

"Xue'er, when I rise in the future, I will never let you down! I, Long Aotian, only love you in this life." Bai Lan said sincerely.

Xue'er heard the familiar words and immediately stopped doubting. She lowered her head and smiled, "Brother Aotian, you don't have to say this to me all the time. I believe you."