"Manager Wen, bring me ten thousand kilograms of spiritual spirits. I want to go shopping in the kiln..."

"Mr. Wen, I'm going to have the best magic boat in my family. I don't have a good magic weapon to transport it, and it's a joke..."

"Mr. Wen, I beat up the son of God from Tianzhengmen. Their ancestors came to the door. You can deal with it!"

"Master Wen, we accidentally peeked at the head of Linglong Sect to take a bath. Don't tell her that I'm hiding at home..."

Less than half a month after Fang Xing returned to his clan, General Wen was completely convinced. The chief manager of the Yuan family, who was in charge of all the affairs of the Yuan family's huge territory, was no less noble than any of the Supreme Elders of the Yuan family. He had profound cultivation and was smart in dealing with things. He was highly valued by the head of the family. No matter when, he was harmonious, he solved all kinds of difficulties and problems in the eyes of others. But now, the general manager was really convinced. He couldn't even sleep well every day. When he heard the three words "General Wen" that suddenly sounded in his ears, he trembled.

In the first few days, he went to Fang Xing to serve every day, which was also considered to be the order of the head of the family. Seeing that the little beggar did not let him cause trouble, he soon did not dare to appear in front of Fang Xing. Later, he hid from Fang Xing directly, but this was not possible. From time to time, the little beggar took the initiative to find his door, and he could find him in his little lover's cave...

It’s worthy of being nicknamed “Fatal Father”, which is so incredible!

In just half a month, General Manager Wen no longer knew how many times he had helped the beggar to wipe his butt. He usually was best at water grinding skills. He originally wanted to execute the orders of the head of the family. The beggar wanted 100, but he gave him fifty. He agreed to what he had to ask for, but he just dragged it and refused to do it. However, these tricks were not good for the beggar. He had to complain to his ancestors if he didn't give anything in time. If he didn't give it in time, he would just go into the treasure house to flip. General Manager Wen couldn't stop him even if he wanted...

But he was just as good as the beggar's behavior. Not to mention General Manager Wen, even the Yuan family was not willing to stop him. After all, the ancestor had spoken, who would dare to mess up his plan again and beat him to death. Even the former son of the god, Mr. Fusu, was sued by the little devil in the Demon Abyss. He was locked in the back mountain and closed the door to think about his mistakes. He has not been released yet!

Moreover, those Taoist sects who were provoked by him generally do not dare to be serious with him. After all, this demon head controls the fortune of Baiduanshan. Although the legendary dominance is all in the hands of the old monsters in Shenzhou and Demon State, this demon is directly related to the fortune. What if he makes some moves and loses his money?

Because of this kind of thought, many Taoist priests who were bullied by Fang Xing dared to be angry but not speak out, and could not deal with him seriously. They just cursed and cursed behind their backs, making Fang Xing's already bad reputation more and more unable to get back...

Of course. This is not a big deal for Fang Xing. He was very happy when he first heard the names of "the biggest scum in China" and "the big playboy in the Yuan family", but the big golden crow was unhappy. In various legends, it became Fang Xing's follower, the minions and legs of the scum, which made him extremely angry. He explained to people countless times that many bad things were his own ideas...

Fighting and causing trouble, peeking at the female fairy taking a bath, stealing, robbing and destroying people. If such bad deeds can still make the Yuan family and the monks in Shenzhou endure patience, the next thing surprised everyone and successfully attracted the attention of the Taoist priests in Shenzhou!

There is a small country in the central region of China, called Duobao Kingdom. It has its own way of survival among the great families and Taoist dynasties. It is called Duobao Kingdom, but it does not mean that there are many treasures in China. However, this country was originally a market, and people who practiced in specializing in the practice came to the country to exchange or purchase magic weapons. Many forces intertwined, but they formed a delicate balance here. Although Duobao Kingdom was small, it has become the most stable treasure trading ground. Even the children of major families often come here to find treasures that suit their wishes, and even have their own business here. They also maintain the stability here, claiming to be the first in trading security...

More than 20 days after returning to the Yuan family, Fang Xing suddenly came to Duobao Kingdom, and then went straight to Duobao with Dajinwu to attack the largest shop in Duobao Kingdom. The shop is located in the center of Duobao Kingdom’s capital, with the highest pavilion and as proud as an emperor. Its name is "Di Zhenxuan" and has the most profound background. According to legend, as long as there are enough spiritual energy, even immortal weapons and immortal-level skills can be purchased here.

"It's nothing, it feels better than my own baby..."

He broke into Di Zhenxuan casually and glanced around, Fang Xing turned his mind and was very disdainful.

"Fellow Taoist, please sit inside and enjoy it slowly, but please stay outside the pavilion..."

When someone entered, Di Zhenxuan immediately met the waiter and respectfully asked Fang Xing to take the big golden crow out. Then, before Fang Xing answered, the waiter was slapped out of the door with his wings. Then the big golden crow shouted at the top of his voice: "Are all the people in Di Zhenxuan dead? The son of the Yuan family and the big Jin Master from the ancient road have come, and find two eyes to serve..."

The son of the Yuan family?

At first, seeing these two people hit people directly, the layers of guards inside Di Zhenxuan were ready to take action and throw these two troublemakers out. However, after hearing the big golden crow's scream, they were all shocked. The shopkeeper who was sitting in Di Zhenxuan glanced down from the upper floor, and was even more frightened and sweated profusely. He rushed down and drank the surrounding guards. Then he respectfully asked Fang Xing to go upstairs to drink tea. He secretly issued an order, and immediately strengthened Di Zhenxuan's guard ten times... The bandits are here!

"I don't know that the Son of God has arrived, and I will forgive you for your sins..."

The shopkeeper obviously had also heard of Fang Xing's reputation with the thief crow beside him. After hundreds of years of qi cultivation, he could not suppress the tension in his heart. He forced himself to calmly say hello and said, "We have many treasures in our Dizhen Pavilion, and we have always traded fairly and are innocent. I don't know what the Son of God wants to see. I'll take it for the Son of God, and I will definitely satisfy you..."

"Ahem, that's it..."

Fang Xing thought to himself and reached out to get the fairy tea on the case.

This action scared the shopkeeper and exclaimed: "Duobao is not allowed in private fights in China..."

Fang Xing was speechless, picked up the fairy tea and took a sip, and said, "I came here today to..."

The shopkeeper suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said, "Di Zhenxuan never takes credit..."

Fang Xing was so choked that he didn't know what to say. He thought that a few days ago, he and Da Jinwu snatched the treasure house of the Qingshi Sect and said he would buy it clearly, but he would take credit first. Why did the Yuan family get a deal spread so quickly? Look, the shopkeeper was so scared...

"Oh, I'm not here to buy things today!"

Fang Xing was afraid that the shopkeeper would be scared away, so he had to explain his purpose first.

"this……"

The shopkeeper was even more nervous when he heard this: "There is no precedent for paying protection fees in Duobao Country..."

"puff……"

Fang Xing sprayed out a sip of tea, wondering when his reputation was so bad?

"We are here to lend your land to sell something. You're so nervous. You're going to rob it long ago!"

The Big Golden Crow couldn't stand it anymore, so she said it directly.

"Sell something?"

After hearing this, the shopkeeper relaxed a little and said, "If the Son of God wants to sell things, it's simple. Di Zhenxuan is not just selling magic weapons and immortal skills, but also buying or pawning magic weapons. If you have something to sell, you can take it out first and let me pass it off. Estimate the price, either sell it directly to me Di Zhenxuan, or our Di Zhenxuan will make a noise and organize an auction. The higher the price will be. However, if the auction is taken, Di Zhenxuan will charge 30% of the profits... I really didn't lie to you!"

Fang Xing's reputation was too famous and too bad, which scared the shopkeeper so much that he was frightened even when he mentioned the matter of collecting profits.

"No defense, don't say 30% of the time. If you accomplish this, I'll give you 40% of the time!"

Fang Xing smiled, looked at the shopkeeper with a slutty look, and said, "I just don't know if you dare to sell it!"

The shopkeeper's square move was not as fierce as the legendary one. Instead, he was quite polite. Seeing that his expression didn't seem to be teasing himself, he gradually became bolder and entered a state of doing business. He smiled and said, "Son of God is joking. Our Duobao Kingdom was originally established to facilitate fellow Taoists. Many Taoist priests have reached agreements to allow us Duobao Kingdom to be established outside the rules. Simply put, there is nothing that we can sell. Haha, there is a legend in the market. I believe you have heard of it. Our Di Zhenxuan even sells the immortal weapons!"

He glanced at Fang Xing, as if he had remembered something, and then smiled softly, lowered his voice, and said, "I added that even if it is something that is not right, we can sell it. After all, we just provide an occasion and do not pursue the origin of the things. Even if the owner comes to the door, it has nothing to do with our Di Zhenxuan. There is a precedent in this matter, and all the great Taoist sects have agreed to this rule!"

As he said that, he squeezed his eyes, as if everyone knew it well...

"Damn this old turtleman, do you think I am a stolen person?"

Fang Xing rolled his eyes directly, but there was no attack. In fact, what the shopkeeper said was just right for him, so he smiled and took out a magic weapon and put it on the table, saying, "I'll be relieved if you say this. This treasure is the price!"

"Oh, a bronze lamp, please tell me about its grade and purpose..."

The shopkeeper was familiar with the experience and picked up the bronze lamp on the desk and looked in front of him.

The big golden crow and others were impatient and said directly: "This treasure is the Qingyue Lamp, one of the three extraordinary treasures in Fuyao Palace, you can just open a price!"

"I'm scared to death..."

This sudden sentence scared the shopkeeper and fell directly from the Grand Master's chair. The Qingyue lamp fell to the ground with a "clang". (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!