I, a prison guard in the Heavenly Prison, secretly became invincible thanks to the system.

After the man with the mustache finished speaking, all the martial artists present showed puzzled expressions, and some even couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"I thought it was some kind of treasure, but it turns out he's just a conman."

"That's right. This stuff smells good, but it doesn't have any magical properties. How could it attract demons?"

"Brothers, what are demons? Could there really be demons in this world?!"

Not all martial artists knew of the existence of demons, which led many to raise alarming questions.

Xie Yuan listened to their conversation and shook his head with amusement.

"Are demons such foolish creatures... My dear grandson? What's wrong with you?"

Xie Yuan turned his head and found that Ye Kang's eyes were wide open, staring at the jade box, and he almost drooled.

This terrified Xie Yuan.

Isn't this thing supposed to attract demons? How come it's even attracting humans!

He had no idea how excited Ye Kang was at that moment.

Ye Kang was stunned when the man with the mustache mentioned that the treasure could attract demons.

Ye Kang went mad when he heard that Ye Kang had actually attracted a wolf demon.

What a good thing!

This is truly an amazing treasure!

If we can really attract demons, then all those rare herbs, elixirs, and divine artifacts, and even Yin Bupo's martial arts, will be nothing but fleeting clouds!

Even this thing isn't as awesome as Niu Ben!

What Ye Kang lacks most is, of course, comprehension.

What's the second thing missing?

They must be man-eating demons!

Just now, that useless mountain spirit refined half a demon blood crystal, which almost made Ye Kang die of anger. Now that he heard about such a good treasure, Ye Kang has already begun to imagine the wonderful life of attracting countless demons and throwing them all into the demon furnace!

This item must be obtained!

Ye Kang pursed his dry lips and took half a step forward.

Just then, the black-clad judge Yan Ruitu suddenly spoke.

"I want this. Name your price."

Everyone was shocked.

Someone kindly reminded me.

"Master Yan, this man looks like a swindler and fraudster. How can we trust him?"

Yan Ruitu glanced at him and sneered, "Anyone who can come here isn't a swindler or fraudster?"

"This……"

The man was speechless; what he said was indeed correct.

Someone else said, "Lord Yama, you should think this over more. Even if this thing can attract demons, it will not benefit us martial artists. On the contrary, it will only add to our dangers."

That hit the nail on the head, and everyone nodded in agreement.

Even if you attract ten thousand demons, what's the use? If that many come, you might as well consider whether there's enough to fill their teeth.

Yan Ruitu's expression turned cold. He glared at the group of people who were talking and said, "Shut up! It's not like we're spending your money. Are you looking for a fight?"

Everyone fell silent, not daring to provoke them any further.

The man with the mustache wiped the cold sweat from his forehead; his heart was pounding.

He wasn't lying about the effects of this thing; it really does attract demons. But in reality, it only attracted one wolf demon. The rest were just made up. It can only be said to be effective, but not entirely effective.

Since an idiot is willing to take it on, he's naturally happy to sell it.

He slowly extended his five fingers.

"Thank you for the invitation. Five thousand taels of silver."

Yan Ruitu frowned instantly.

"Do you think I'm a fool? This item has no proof, so who knows if it's real or fake? You dare ask me for five thousand taels!"

"Senior Yan, it's the real deal! I'm not lying!"

"No! Five hundred taels it is!"

As soon as Yan Ruitu spoke, everyone began to gloat.

The man with the mustache looked like he had a bitter taste in his mouth. He thought to himself, "You're too ruthless. You cut a five thousand tael item down to five hundred taels. This isn't bargaining; it's outright ripping people off!"

"You flatter me, senior. This price is really..."

"What? You don't want to sell? You just agreed to give it to me, and now you're going back on your word? Do you think I, the Black Judge, am easy to bully!"

Yan Ruitu shouted loudly, unleashing his true energy, which sent chills down the stall owner's spine.

Everyone now understood why Yan Ruitu wanted this item; he was planning to force a sale.

For anyone else, it would be impossible to force a sale at this canal market, but Yan Ruitu is different.

He was incredibly powerful and infamous, and he also had an even stronger brother. Even if he caused trouble, those powerful seventh-grade Xiantian experts might not want to get involved.

It seems this little dwarf is determined to suffer in silence.

Everyone looked amused and remained silent, only watching the stall owner sweat profusely and look aggrieved.

Yan Ruitu sneered and reached out to take the jade box, just then Ye Kang suddenly spoke.

"Five thousand taels, I'll take it."

Ye Kang didn't say much, and coldly tossed out five silver notes.

At that moment, countless gasps of shock rang out.

"Holy crap! Who is this?! Are they crazy?!"

"So young, I guess he's some young master from a wealthy family. He's like a newborn calf that doesn't fear tigers, completely disregarding Lord Yan."

"A spoiled brat, indeed. It seems he's really messed up this time. Master Yan is not someone to be trifled with."

Those around Ye Kang, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire, immediately distanced themselves from him, clearing a space for him.

Interestingly, Xie Yuan also took a half step back, as if it were none of his business.

Xie Yuan didn't take those mere judges of the underworld seriously at all; he was just curious about what his little grandson was up to.

At this moment, the man with the mustache was sweating profusely and dared not pick up the banknotes on the ground.

He could only smile wryly and say, "Master Yan, please have mercy..."

"Shut up! You have no right to speak!"

Yan Ruitu roared angrily, then grinned maliciously at Ye Kang.

"Kid, what did you just say? Say it again."

"Five thousand taels, I'll take it," Ye Kang repeated, word by word.

Yan Ruitu's lips twitched instantly, and the Vajra Judge's Pen had already slid from his back into his palm.

"Boy, you're trying to snatch something I, Yan Ruitu, have my eye on without even asking? Are you looking for death?"

Ye Kang shook his head and said, "It's a misunderstanding. I have no intention of offending you. I'm just making an offer. The highest bidder wins. If you can't afford it, you can give up."

Yan Ruitu's eyes widened, then he turned to the stall owner and said, "Then I'll offer six thousand taels!"

"Seven thousand taels," Ye Kang said calmly.

Yan Ruitu glared at him again and announced loudly once more, "Eight thousand taels!"

"Nine thousand taels."

"Ten thousand taels!"

"Eleven thousand taels."

"..."

Yan Ruitu remained silent.

The man with the mustache looked dull.

The martial artists watching held their breath, completely surrounding one corner of the street.

Ye Kang's approach remained unchanged from beginning to end; he would raise the price without hesitation, no matter how much the other party offered.

Gold and silver don't matter. Last time we raided the Blood Robe Tower, there were tens of thousands of taels of silver and a chest of gold in the storeroom, and we haven't touched them yet.

His expression remained unchanged, but Yan Ruitu's expression was quite interesting, almost contorted with rage.

In the end, he didn't raise the price any further, but said with murderous intent, "Kid, you've got guts, but you can't take this treasure away today unless you come with me to the life-or-death arena and see if you can come down alive!"