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"Three-Flower Soul-Nourishing Grass?" Leng Youmeng was thinking with his head down, and was stunned when he heard the voice, but when he raised his head and saw Su Fan holding the elixir, greedy desire suddenly emerged in his eyes!

She suddenly grabbed Su Fan's arm.

"Sell it to me! Please sell it to me no matter what!"

The Third Young Master was also stunned. He could never have imagined that he would encounter such a coincidence.

He cleared his throat and smiled even more amiably.

"Hello, I am the third son of the Lord of Luofeng City. My name is Feng Yichen. What's your name, brother?"

Su Fan was stunned by the enthusiasm of these three people, but he quickly reacted and laughed when he thought of their conversation just now.

"Is this the Three-Flower Soul-Nourishing Grass?"

"That's right, and it's the Three-Flower Soul-Nourishing Grass that is very old and of extremely high quality!" Old Ji said excitedly.

"That's right, this picking method is too violent and can easily damage the spiritual medicine." He then added.

Su Fan smiled helplessly. He didn't know how to pick spiritual herbs. He used his mental power to pull the spiritual herb out violently.

"My last name is Su." He smiled politely at the Third Young Master and Leng Youmeng, then asked, "What level of spiritual medicine is this? How much spiritual energy is it worth?"

"This quality of Three-Flower Soul-Nourishing Grass is an eighth-level spiritual medicine, and it can provide at least 900,000 spiritual sources." Old Ji also slowly regained his composure. He took a look at the spiritual medicine, and then looked deeply at Leng Youmeng.

"Hello, Mr. Su! My name is Leng Youmeng, and I'm the chief leader of Xianlin Pavilion." At this time, Leng Youmeng slowly regained her senses. She gently let go of her hands that were tightly holding Su Fan's arms, and smoothed out the wrinkles on Su Fan's clothes on his arms.

"Hello! My name is Su Dongpo." Su Fan nodded to Leng Youmeng, and then nodded to the third princess Feng Yichen.

"Mr. Ji, look..." Leng Youmeng looked at Mr. Ji expectantly.

"If you can reach an agreement on your own, you can do it yourself, but forced purchase is prohibited!" said Mr. Ji with a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Ji!" Leng Youmeng said to Mr. Ji with gratitude, and then looked at Su Fan.

"Mr. Su, can you sell me this three-flower soul-nourishing grass? I will give you the highest price!" Leng Youmeng said expectantly.

"What is the highest price?" Su Fan wondered.

"Eighth-level spiritual medicine, the cheapest one is 99 spiritual sources, the most expensive one is 99 spiritual sources. I will offer spiritual sources!" Leng Youmeng looked at Su Fan sincerely.

"Young man, the highest price of the eighth-level spiritual medicine is indeed 99 spiritual sources." Old Ji added.

"Sure, it doesn't matter who I sell this elixir to, as long as you provide the spiritual source, there's no problem!" Su Fan said with a smile.

"Mr. Su, I am short of spiritual energy now. Could you please save some Three-Flower Soul-Nourishing Grass for me? I will gather all the spiritual energy for you within half a year, no, three months!" Leng Youmeng's tone was filled with pleading.

Su Fan frowned immediately: "Master Leng, you are doing this... well... we just met now, at least give me a reason to do this!"

Leng Youmeng took a deep breath.

"First, this is a level eight spiritual medicine. If you want to auction it, you have to wait until the annual auction on the eighth floor in more than two months, which is about the same time as I mentioned."

"Secondly, my father is seriously injured and urgently needs this elixir to save his life. Please have pity on us, father and daughter."

Su Fan was silent. He didn't want to get involved in such things, but sometimes it was just such a coincidence that he happened to pull out a three-flowered soul-nourishing grass. This was really fucked up.

"I'll put it up at the auction house and you can bid on it. You've already said the highest price. Since you've offered the highest price, you're sure the auction will be successful, right?" Su Fan found a loophole in their language.

"Alas - Mr. Su, you don't know that although this auction is a fair competition, sometimes you dare not compete!" Leng Youmeng sighed.

"Although our Leng family has opened several Xianlin Pavilions, to be honest, our influence can only be considered second-rate within the entire Juque Palace."

"The Three-Flower Soul-Nourishing Grass is used to heal souls damaged by failed ascension attempts. Because of its special properties, every time it appears, it's fought over by top forces."

"If I snatch food from a tiger's mouth, I must be prepared for retaliation!"

Su Fan frowned, feeling that Leng Youmeng must be hiding something.

However, he is now unfamiliar with the place and needs a senior partner who can obtain a lot of information. Since he helped Leng Youmeng this time, perhaps they can cooperate.

"Alright, I'll keep it for you for now! Just for three months. If you can't afford it by then, I'll auction it off at the Juque Treasure House!"

"Thank you, Mr. Su!" Leng Youmeng's face showed excitement, and a card suddenly appeared in her hand and she handed it to Su Fan.

"This is our Xianlin Pavilion's black gold card. With this card, you can enjoy any of Xianlin Pavilion's services for free!"

"Oh! Black Gold Card, free?" Su Fan took it with a smile. "Then I'd be remiss not to accept it!"

Xianlin Pavilion is a place of romance and pleasure, I believe no man would refuse a black gold card!

Su Fan took the black gold card and the three-flower soul-nourishing grass back to the Qiankun Realm. With a move of his mental power, he pulled out another spiritual herb from the Qiankun Realm.

"Master Ji, please take a look at this herb."

Old Ji was confused, and Leng Youmeng and Feng Yichen were also confused.

"This is... Zhihua Bailing?!" Old Ji stretched out his hand and looked excitedly at the elixir still covered with dew in Su Fan's hand.

"Mr. Ji, what grade of elixir is this?" Su Fan asked with a smile.

This time, he chose one of average quality in the Qiankun Realm, wanting to see whether it was an eighth-level spiritual medicine or a ninth-level spiritual medicine.

"Ninth-level spiritual medicine Zhihua Bailing!" Elder Ji said excitedly, "Moreover, the quality is very good. It is definitely a top-grade spiritual medicine among ninth-level spiritual medicines!"

"Exactly. This picking method is as violent as ever!"

He did not doubt the picking time and the dew on it, because there was no concept of time in the space equipment. It would remain the same as it was when it was put in.

Of course, a complete world like the Qiankun Realm has a concept of time.

"How much is this magical medicine worth?" Su Fan asked.

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