Chapter 358: My God!

Wu Kai respectfully held the phone and said nothing, then handed the phone to Zhang Wenzhong with a flattering look on his face, and said carefully: "Mr. Zhang, the owner of Xiafei View wants to say a few words to you. Look, can you answer it easily..."

The call from Xiafei Guanguan did not surprise Zhang Wenzhong, and it was even as expected.

After all, he just threw out ten Qi Gathering Pills at the auction. Although Qi Gathering Pills are not a treasure to him, they are very precious to ordinary cultivators and psychics. Especially today, when the spiritual energy is thin and most elixirs that can improve their cultivation have been lost, there is no need to say much about the preciousness of this Qi Gathering Pills.

Under such circumstances, Zhang Wenzhong, who threw out ten Qi Gathering Pills in one fell swoop, would have really been a ghost if Xia Feiguan did not attract the attention of him!

In Zhang Wenzhong's view, the owner of Xiafeiguan called at this moment, aiming to find out whether he still had Qi Gathering Pill on his body. Once he confirmed that he still had Qi Gathering Pill on his body, there will be two actions that Xiafeiguan might take: one is to trade with him, and use the spiritual materials collected by Xiafeiguan for many years to exchange for the Qi Gathering Pill on his hand; the other is to be driven by profit, and torture him through severe torture and to ask about the origin or refining method of Qi Gathering Pill.

If Xia Feiguan wants to do business, Zhang Wenzhong will naturally be willing to accompany him. Although Xia Feiguan is not a great sect that has stood for hundreds or thousands of years, it has accumulated over one or two hundred years. I think the amount of spiritual materials they collected should not be too small. What's more, since they can hold such an auction, it indirectly shows that they have a wide range of relationships, many ways and great energy. Maybe they can get more and higher-quality spiritual materials for him!

If Xia Feiguan wants to cause trouble, Zhang Wenzhong will not be afraid at all. With his cultivation level at the peak of the Golden Pill, coupled with his extensive spells and magic with super powerful power, as well as the spiritual sense and perception of the peak of the Gods, there are not many people who can hurt him in this mundane world. If Xia Feiguan really doesn’t have eyes and wants to take violent means, then the Pang family or the Chen family will be their role models!

"Yes, give me your phone." Zhang Wenzhong reached out and took the phone and put it in his ear. He just said the word 'hey' when he heard a hearty laughter coming from the phone: "Haha, Mr. Zhang, I am the master of Xiafei Temple, and the Taoist name is Chixia." After introducing himself, Taoist Master Chixia smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, you are willing to visit Yongxia Mountain this time. It is really to let this Yongxia Mountain make us Xiafei Temple shine and add a lot of color..."

Although Taoist Master Chixia’s words were complimentary and polite, they also expressed the truth. It won’t take long before someone threw out ten Qi Gathering Pills at the Yongxia Mountain Auction, which would spread among the circles of cultivators, psychics and prominent families. This is undoubtedly a great opportunity for Xia Feiguan to enhance his reputation. From this point of view, it is not surprising that Taoist Master Chixia is in a good mood at this moment.

After a few polite words, Taoist Chixia went straight to the point and asked: "Mr. Zhang, ask, where did you get these Qi Gathering Pills? You can't really refine them yourself, right?" When saying this last sentence, Taoist Chixia smiled softly, obviously not believing that these Qi Gathering Pills would be refined by Zhang Wenzhong.

When Wu Kai asked Zhang Wenzhong for invitation letter, Taoist Chixia had learned some information about Zhang Wenzhong. He knew that he had excellent medical skills, but he did not believe that he could really refine Qi Gathering Pill. Because, based on the information feedback from the Xia Feiguan disciple who had verified Zhang Wenzhong and Juventus' invitation letter, combined with the information learned from previous investigations, Taoist Chixia could be sure that Zhang Wenzhong should be a warrior, not a cultivator or a supernatural person. Even if an ordinary warrior knows the method of refining Qi Gathering Pill, he will definitely not be able to refine it.

Zhang Wenzhong naturally would not tell the truth about Taoist Chixia, who had never met before. After a smile, he followed his words: "Master Taoist, aren't you kidding me? I, Zhang Wenzhong, isn't you just an ordinary person, how could I know how to refine this Qi Gathering Pill? In fact, these Qi Gathering Pills were handed over to me by a hermit, asking me to come here to replace him with spiritual materials."

In the view of Taoist Chixia, the hermit mentioned by Zhang Wenzhong should be just an excuse. Most of the people who handed him the Qi Gathering Pill is a certain Danding Sect who is very good at elixir but is temporarily unwilling to disclose his identity for some unknown reason. And Zhang Wenzhong is likely to be the outer disciple of this Danding Sect and their agent in the secular world.

After all, it is common for these cultivators to find secular people as agents and do things for them. Even if they were Xia Feiguan, they even found Wu Kai to be agents in secular people.

Thinking of what Zhang Wenzhong represents, a great sect of Danding who knows how to refine Qi Gathering Pills, Taoist Chixia became a little more intimate. Since Zhang Wenzhong was unwilling to reveal the name of this Danding Pilling Pills, Taoist Chixia did not ask, but just smiled and said with anticipation: "I think this hermit must be a senior expert. If you have the chance in the future, I must visit him. Oh, by the way, Mr. Zhang, I don't know if there is any Qi Gathering Pills there? If there is any, you might as well exchange it for us Xia Feiguan. What spiritual materials do you need, even if you have one, we must do our best to meet your requirements. In addition to the spiritual materials, we will also give you a personal benefit fee of 5 million yuan..."

After all, Taoist Master Chixia is a cultivator, so he is actually blunt in the benefits.

However, Zhang Wenzhong's reply disappointed him very much, and his originally happy mood also fell to the bottom in an instant.

"I'm sorry, Taoist priest, there are only ten Qi Gathering Pills, and they have all been replaced with spiritual materials..."

"Ah? Isn't there a Qi Gathering Pill left? This...this...this is such a pity!" Taoist Master Chixia even regretted his intestines. He wanted to raise his hand to slap himself in the face, and then curse: "You old guy pretends to be calm and tell you, don't call sooner..."

Just when Taoist Chixia was regretting and wishing to use the classic line from Supreme Treasure on himself, Zhang Wenzhong's voice sounded in his ears again: "Although I do not have Qi Gathering Pills here, there are still a few other pills. I wonder, is Taoist priest interested?"

"Other pills?" Taoist Master Chixia was happy at first, but his expression soon became dim again. He shook his head and said to himself: "I think the remaining pills this guy should not be a good thing. Otherwise, he had already taken them out for auction just now, so how could he keep them until now?"

Thinking of this, Taoist Master Chixia didn't ask what elixirs left by Zhang Wenzhong, and shook his head and said, "Forget it, we are not interested in other elixirs. Mr. Zhang, if the hermit will hand over the Qi Gathering Pill to you in the future and ask you to change his spiritual materials, magic weapons, or spell secrets and other items, you might as well contact us directly. I can guarantee you here that you will definitely not let you suffer, and that hermit will suffer."

"No problem." Zhang Wenzhong responded in one sip, and then asked: "Master, do you really want these Qi Condensation Pills?"

"I really don't. Okay, that's it, I'll hang up the phone." Taoist Priest Chixia said, and was about to hang up the phone. However, at this moment, he finally came back to his senses. Not only did he refuse to hang up the phone, but he was also afraid that Zhang Wenzhong would hang up the phone. He kept shouting in his mouth: "Hey, Mr. Zhang, don't hang up the phone, don't hang up the phone first..."

Zhang Wenzhong had no intention of hanging up the phone. Seeing Taoist Master Chixia’s reaction, he curled his lips slightly and asked knowingly: “What, is there anything else to do with Taoist Master?”

Because I was too excited, Taoist Chixia's voice seemed a little stuttering: "Mr. Zhang, what you said just now... was the Qi Condensation Pill?! I... I heard it right?"

Zhang Wenzhong replied: "You heard it right, what I said is Qi Condensation Pills."

"Oh my God! You actually have a Qi Condensation Pill that is better than Qi Condensation Pill?! I... am I dreaming, right?" Taoist Master Chixia, who had always been calm, completely lost his composure at this time. After shouting with surprise several times, he asked excitedly: "How many Qi Condensation Pills are there? Mr. Zhang, how many Qi Condensation Pills do you have?"

"Eight!" Zhang Wenzhong replied.

"Bazi?! My God..." After taking a breath of cold air, Taoist Chixia immediately stated without saying a word: "I want it! We Xiafeiguan have all these eight Qi Condensation Pills! Mr. Zhang, you can offer a price!"

Zhang Wenzhong laughed and said, "Don't worry, Taoist priest, besides the eight Qi Condensation Pills, I have a few other pills. If the price is appropriate, I will sell them to you together."

"What kind of elixir is it? How many are there?" Taoist Priest Chixia asked quickly. At the same time, his heart was filled with anticipation: "This guy has already taken out the Qi Gathering Pill and Qi Condensing Pills. I guess the other elixirs should not be ordinary grades, right?"

Zhang Wenzhong's answer did not disappoint him: "Nine Divine Concentration Pills and three Sun Recovery Pills."

"Shen Shen Concentration Pill?! Yang Hui Dan?! My God..."

Zhang Wenzhong only heard Taoist Priest Chixia exclaim, and then heard a crisp sound of "bang". Then the sound coming from the phone turned into a busy sound of "beeping" sound.

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Chapter completed!