The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

Chapter 343 Robbed
After hesitating for a moment, Qingyu gritted his teeth and said in a generous tone.

"Okay, ten thousand top-grade demon crystals, I want them!"

When the shop owner heard this, a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Mr. Qingyu is really straightforward! I'll pack it for you right away..."

However, before the shop owner could finish his words, a cold voice suddenly came from the door.

"Wait! I want this Vermillion Bird Feather Fan. I'll pay you 20,000 top-grade demon crystals!"

After hearing this, everyone turned their heads to look.

I saw a young man in white clothes walking slowly into the Treasure Pavilion.

He had a handsome face, a stern temperament, and exuded a frightening aura of oppression. He was obviously a powerful demon.

Qingyu's face darkened, and there was a hint of displeasure in his tone.

"My dear brother, I have already bought this Vermillion Bird Feather Fan. What do you mean by this?"

The man in white sneered, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Bought it? I didn't hear the shopkeeper agree to it. Trading is based on mutual consent, and the highest bidder wins. I'll pay double the price, and this Vermillion Bird Feather Fan will naturally be mine."

When Qingyu heard this, his face turned very ugly.

He didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway, and he was such a wealthy and powerful person.

He gritted his teeth, his tone filled with anger, "Are you deliberately going against me?"

The man in white smiled faintly, with a hint of disdain in his tone.

"Go against me? I'm not interested in that. But this Vermillion Bird Feather Fan is very useful to me, so I can't give it to others easily."

Qingyu was so angry that his face turned blue. Just as he was about to explode, he saw Meng Wan gently shaking her head at him.

"Master Qingyu, how about... forget it. Although this feather fan is precious, it is not worth arguing with others for it."

Qingyu felt even more unwilling when he saw Meng Wan was so sensible.

He took a deep breath, his tone firm, "Miss Meng Wan, don't worry. I will definitely get this Vermillion Bird Feather Fan for you!"

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at the store owner, his tone somewhat threatening.

"Shopkeeper, I am from the Demon Emperor Palace! I have already asked for this Vermillion Bird Feather Fan. First come, first served. You must not break the rules!"

When the shop owner saw this, he immediately looked embarrassed.

He looked at Qingyu, then at the man in white, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"My two lords, this... this is really embarrassing for me. I only have this one Vermillion Bird Feather Fan. How about you two discuss it?"

The man in white couldn't help but sneer when he heard this.

"Negotiate? What's there to negotiate? If Master Qingyu can't afford a higher price, then don't embarrass yourself here."

Qingyu became furious when he heard this.

Meng Wan gently tugged at his sleeve, with a hint of worry in her tone.

"Master Qingyu, forget it. I don't want this Vermillion Bird Feather Fan anymore."

Seeing Meng Wan being so considerate, Qingyu felt more favorable towards her, and at the same time, he didn't want to give up the Suzaku Feather Fan even more.

He looked at the man in white, his tone somewhat provocative.

"My dear brother, since neither you nor I are willing to give in, why don't we have a fight? Whoever wins will get the Vermillion Bird Feather Fan. How do you think?"

The man in white sneered upon hearing this, his tone full of disdain.

"A fight? I'm not interested in fighting with a small fry like you."

Qingyu's face turned even darker as he felt looked down upon by the man in white, and his fists clenched so hard that they made crackling sounds.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper quickly stepped forward to smooth things over. "Gentlemen, calm down! Please don't ruin the harmony."

The man in white glanced at the shop owner coldly, with a hint of warning in his tone.

"Shopkeeper, you have to think carefully. I just casually took out 20,000 high-quality demon crystals. If you don't sell it to me, you will bear the consequences."

When the shop owner heard this, his face turned pale.

He looked at Qingyu, then at the man in white, weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and finally gritted his teeth, with a hint of apology in his tone.

"Master Qingyu, I am so sorry. This master has offered a higher price, so I can only sell this Vermillion Bird Feather Fan to him."

When Qingyu heard this, his expression instantly turned pale and he was filled with anger.

"Shopkeeper, what do you mean by this? You dare not even give face to the people of the Demon Palace?"

The shopkeeper waved his hands quickly, with a hint of panic in his tone.

"Master Qingyu, I dare not! But this master offered a higher price, and I am also following the rules.

If you are willing to pay a higher price, we will naturally give you priority. "

Qingyu cursed the shop owner in his heart for being snobbish, but things had come to this point and he couldn't force it anymore.

He turned to look at Meng Wan, his tone full of disappointment and apology.

"Ms. Meng Wan, I'm so sorry. This Vermillion Bird Feather Fan, I..."

Meng Wan quickly shook her head and comforted him.

"Master Qingyu, don't blame yourself. The market is very big, let's go somewhere else."

After hearing this, Qingyu felt more genuine gratitude towards Meng Wan, the simple little princess of the Suzaku clan.

"Ms. Meng Wan, don't worry. I will definitely find a better treasure for you!"

After he finished speaking, he glanced coldly at the man in white and said, "Brother, I'll remember what happened today. See you later!"

Hearing this, the man in white sneered, not taking Qingyu seriously at all, "I'll be waiting for you anytime."

Qingyu took Meng Wan away from the Treasure Pavilion.

After the two walked out of the store, Qingyu's face was still gloomy, and it was obvious that he was still brooding over what had just happened.

Seeing that Qingyu's face was still gloomy, Meng Wan gently pulled his sleeve with a hint of playfulness in her tone.

"Master Qingyu, please don't be angry. When I was a child in the Suzaku tribe, I also had an argument with a friend in the tribe over a trivial matter.

At that time, we almost fought over a spiritual fruit, but the fruit was snatched away by a passing spiritual beast. We were both dumbfounded. "

Qingyu couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard this, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

"I didn't expect that Miss Meng Wan had such interesting stories when she was a child."

Meng Wan blinked, "Yes, I was still young and ignorant at that time. Later, my mother found out and punished me to face the wall and reflect on my mistakes. But now that I think about it, that incident is quite funny."

Qingyu was in a good mood because of Meng Wan's words, and the gloom on his face disappeared.

He smiled and shook his head, with a hint of apology in his tone.

"Ms. Meng Wan, I lost my temper just now. I almost got into an argument with someone over that Vermillion Bird Feather Fan. I really shouldn't have done that."

Meng Wan blinked at him, "Master Qingyu, you don't have to blame yourself. I know you are doing this for my own good, but that feather fan is really not worth your anger.

Let’s continue to browse the market, maybe we can find something more interesting.”

Qingyu nodded, with a doting tone in his voice, "Okay, I'll listen to Miss Meng Wan."

The two of them strolled in the market, and Qingyu's mood gradually relaxed.

Finally, he brought Meng Wan to a stall selling small items from the demon tribe.

The stalls were filled with all kinds of exquisite small objects, including glowing spirit beads, singing spirit birds, and various exquisite demon ornaments.