Si Lei Zhenjun

The next morning, when Chu Xing returned to Wan Qiu's residence, he found that Jiang Lihuo had brought back more than a hundred storage bags as expected.

And it was obvious that they had finished the sale, with empty storage bags scattered all over the ground.

Chu Xing consciously helped to clean up, and stacked the storage bags neatly in his four small piles of storage bags according to the size of the internal space.

These four piles of storage bags are one, two, three and more than three cubic meters in size respectively.

Afterwards, under Jiang Lihuo's slightly contemptuous gaze, Chu Xing hung storage bags inside his battle robe and went out humming a little tune.

……

Back to the secluded cave.

"Brother, please stay."

With a big smile on his face, he quickly walked towards a man in a yellow robe who looked to be about 27 or 28 years old. At the same time, he neatly opened the collar of his coat and said in a deliberately low voice:

"Do you want a storage bag? It's cheap!"

Zhou Xian's attention was immediately drawn to Chu Xing when he heard that. When he saw the dozen or so storage bags inside Chu Xing's clothes, his eyes narrowed slightly and his gaze flickered.

"Where did you get these storage bags?" he asked coldly.

"This seems to have nothing to do with you, Senior Brother," Chu Xing said weakly, with a hint of fear and panic in his eyes.

"If you don't want to buy it, I'll go find someone else."

As he said this, he walked around the other person and headed to the other side.

"Hmph, where are you going?"

Zhou Xian stretched out his hand and grasped Chu Xing's arm tightly. The aura of the Spirit Refining Realm suddenly emanated from his body and he said:

"I just lost a dozen storage bags a few days ago, and now I suspect you stole them. If you know what's good for you, hand them over to me right away."

Chu Xing shrank his neck and slowly opened his coat, revealing a storage bag hanging full of things inside.

He looked away, not daring to meet Zhou Xian's gaze, and stammered, "

"Then... Senior Brother, please pick a dozen or so from here. I don't know which ones you lost."

Zhou Xian's eyes lit up instantly, like a hungry wolf seeing its prey.

"Humph, I was wrong just now. There were dozens, not a dozen." A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Chu Xing obediently took off his fox fur coat and handed it to the other party:

"Then give these to Senior Brother."

Zhou Xian was stunned. He had never expected the other party to cooperate so well.

However, the next moment, when Zhou Xian saw the small bone sword that the other party took out from his arms, his face suddenly changed.

"Junior brother, I suddenly remembered that all my storage bags are in the cave, they are not lost at all."

A flattering smile quickly appeared on his face, and he hurriedly handed the coat back to Chu Xing:

"Please put on these clothes quickly, or you might catch a cold."

"Oh, so, I'm glad that my brother's is not lost."

Chu Xing nodded in understanding, then a hint of teasing appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at him with a half-smile and said:

"But now all of Junior Brother's things are in Senior Brother's hands. I wonder if Senior Brother is planning to buy them or just rob them?"

Zhou Xian secretly groaned when he heard this.

The other party held the White Bone Order and could act on behalf of the Palace Master within the Thousand Puppet Sect. Even the elders had to show courtesy to him when they saw him. A powerless spiritual cultivator like him could not afford to offend him at all.

Moreover, he was the one who coveted the other party's storage bag first, so he could only grit his teeth and swallow this loss.

"Of course I'll buy it. Please name a price..." he said with a bitter face.

Chu Xing extended his hand towards the other party:

"Then let's calculate it based on the sect's selling price. After all, Junior Brother always does business with integrity. There are 70 storage bags in total. 20 of the 250 spirit stones for one side, 40 of the 600 spirit stones for the second side, and 10 of the 1100 spirit stones for the third side. "

Zhou Xian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard him say that. He had originally thought that the other party was going to rip him off, but the price was quite fair. As long as he sold all these storage bags later, he wouldn't lose much spirit stones. It would just be a matter of some effort.

But the problem is that I don't have that many spirit stones...

"My entire fortune is only worth a little over 10,000 spirit stones. Can I use other things to offset it?" he asked hesitantly.

Chu Xing frowned slightly. The magical herbs and precious materials of the Demon Sect were somewhat sinister and strange. Some of the ones he had seized before could not be sold outside. However, thinking that they were now in the Thousand Puppet Sect, he nodded and agreed.

"can."

After a pause, he added:

"I don't want magic weapons and instruments. They're hard to sell."

……

Two quarters of an hour later, Chu Xing put all the pill bottles, elixirs and other items on the ground into his storage bag one by one, then looked at Zhou Xian and said:

"No more? We're still short of 800 spirit stones."

Zhou Xian dumped all the magic weapons and instruments in his storage bag onto the ground, and said with a wry smile:

"Junior brother, it's really gone, and you don't want the magic weapons and instruments."

Chu Xing looked at the storage bag in his hand thoughtfully:

"How much is the storage bag in your hand?"

"Both parties..."

Chu Xing thought for a moment and said:

"Give it to me, and forget about the remaining 200 spirit stones!"

Zhou Xian: “?”

However, he still handed the storage bag to the other party, then quietly picked up the magic weapons and instruments on the ground, and asked tentatively:

"Junior brother, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

"Aren't you going to return my clothes?" Chu Xing glanced at him.

"Oh, yes, I forgot." Zhou Xian subconsciously handed over the fox fur coat in his hand.

Chu Xing took it and put it on, tied the knot at the collar, and smiled at Zhou Xian: "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. Brother, if you need me next time, you can come to the White Bone Palace to find me."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Zhou Xian smiled and gestured for invitation: "Junior brother, please go ahead!"

"Luckily, this junior fellow was easy to talk to. He just asked me to buy his storage bag!"

Zhou Xian murmured as he watched Chu Xing leave.

Wait, the storage bags are still all inside that coat...

The next moment, Zhou Xian stood there in a daze as if he had been struck by lightning.

So what did I buy with my 40,000 spirit stones?

After a while, Zhou Xian came to his senses and hurriedly chased in the direction Chu Xing left.

Although he knew that the other party was unlikely to give him the storage bag, he still had a glimmer of hope.

Soon, Zhou Xian saw Chu Xing on a small path, chatting with a slightly sloppy old man beside him.

Although the old man looked unfamiliar, Zhou Xian could vaguely feel the terrifying aura emanating from him.

He didn't dare to move forward, and without any hesitation, he changed direction and flew away.

On the path, Qi Wufeng looked at Chu Xing curiously and asked:

"Where did you get so many storage bags?"

"Someone gave it to me." Chu Xing answered casually.

"Hmph, don't think that Master is easy to fool. Who would give you sixty or seventy storage bags at once? I'm afraid you must have stolen them from somewhere, right?"

"Then just assume it was me who stole it. After all, we are demon cultivators, so isn't it normal for us to do some sneaky things?"

Chu Xing felt helpless. Why did no one believe the truth these days?

"That's not what you said to me last time." Qi Wufeng glanced at Chu Xing.

Chu Xing approached Qi Wufeng and said with a grin, "Didn't I learn bad things from you?"

"Hey, are you asking for a beating? You just became my disciple last night!"

Qi Wufeng rolled up his sleeves, raised his hand as if to hit Chu Xing, and scolded with a smile.

Chu Xing saw that the situation was not good, so he quickly jumped away a few steps, turned around and shouted:

"Hahaha, I won't chat with you any more. I have to hurry up and try to get a few more tickets. As long as I have enough spirit stones, I won't be afraid of those old bastards not being able to come!"

After saying that, Chu Xing's figure flashed and instantly disappeared at the end of the trail.