I Sold the System to the Saints in the Prehistoric Times and I Lost Money.

Chapter 219 The Second Saint Took Out Another Loan

It was really embarrassing to make such a fool of myself in front of the primitive natives.

In my heart, I was very grateful for Nuwa's kind reminder.

Although the other party's tone was extremely cold and even a little contemptuous, they all knew that it was just a different standpoint and a superficial appearance for outsiders.

Besides, Nuwa had done well enough, and they didn't take it to heart.

"You haven't even found out the matter clearly, but you come to get opportunities for a fee. You are enough."

Seeing that everyone understood the value of the pocket jar, Nuwa thought that there was only so much she could do.

"Hehe, our mistake."

"Sister Nuwa, how much merit can my low-grade Chaos Spirit Treasure be worth?"

The old ancestor Qiankun smiled, thinking that Nuwa would not cheat him, right?

And when Nuwa traveled in the chaos, they didn't treat her badly.

Even if the price was a little low, they would not cheat them.

Even if they lose money, it is better than giving others a bargain. After all, the three of them have more or less grievances with the saints present.

The three of them have been bullied by the saints of the Heavenly Dao who wandered in the chaos over the years.

Although they did not kill the other party, they were beaten up.

"This..."

For a moment, Nuwa was embarrassed. After all, he really didn't need this thing.

And these three people obviously believed in themselves, and in other words, they relied on her, Nuwa.

"Sister, just say it, we believe you!"

The three people's eyes were burning.

"This, although I don't need it, the psychological price I give may be a little low. As for how you choose, I won't interfere."

After struggling for a long time, Nuwa quoted a price that everyone present could accept.

"10 million?"

The three gods and demons who heard the words showed an unbelievable look on their faces, and looked at Nuwa seriously, as if they were confirming whether it was a joke.

Although the faces of the Heavenly Dao saints present did not show any emotion, they praised Nuwa in their hearts.

That was a Chaos Spirit Treasure, which could crush the innate treasure. Ten million merits could get one, which was indeed not a loss.

Why not? Because ten million merits could open ten golden pocket jars.

They were all Heavenly Dao saints, who was not a person with great luck?

Ten million merits gave ten chances to seek heaven-defying opportunities, what if one shot hit the soul.

How could a child cry every day?

How could a gambler lose every day?

The eyes of the Quasi-Saints present were shining with golden light, which was a treasure that they dared not think of in the past.

I didn't expect that today, only ten million merits would be enough to get it. If the saint above hadn't said anything, they would have rushed up and exchanged it obediently.

But the three people of Qiankun were shocked.

They opened their mouths and asked for billions, knowing that it was impossible.

Knowing that the current Heavenly Dao Merit can be exchanged for the possibility of a chance to defy the heavens, we know that the current value of Heavenly Dao Merit is simply different from the past.

Even a fool knows to use merit to gamble for his own luck.

Who is not a person with great luck? Who is not a person with extreme self-confidence?

Otherwise, he would not be able to cultivate to the current saint realm. As long as he is not a fool, he knows how to choose.

Low-grade Chaos Spirit Treasure? It is not difficult to get it by going to Chaos more.

Why not gamble?

"Okay!"

The three thought about it secretly and agreed to the price.

Low-grade Chaos Spirit Treasure 10 million per piece.

Medium-grade 2 million per piece, just like that, the Fortune Mall instantly turned into a vegetable market.

The strong men at the peak of Quasi-Saints turned into fierce bargainers.

The three Chaos Gods and Demons, on the other hand, held the price bottom line tightly and praised the effectiveness of the magic weapon desperately.

If you can increase your merit by one million, you will be successful. If you can sell two million more, you will exceed the target. If you can sell three million more, you will achieve an unprecedented achievement.

If you meet something you are satisfied with, even a saint cannot escape the temptation and will become a bargaining expert and join the bargaining team.

Even Tongtian, who got the Clear Sky Hammer, saw a blood-colored bead, which was the origin crystal of the Chaos Beast of the seventh level of the Hunyuan Daluo.

He spent 26.66 million merits to get it. He spent so much merits just for a bead. He was a complete sucker.

When he saw good things, Tongtian had no scruples and bought them wantonly.

These were treasures that were hard to come by in the past. This was an existence that could directly transform into his own power.

Including the two of them, who didn't have hundreds of billions of merits? These tens of millions were just a drop in the bucket.

They only looked at the eye and didn't care about the price at all. They only bought things that could improve the combat effectiveness of their subordinates.

The merits on their bodies seemed to be endless, which made countless people jealous.

Seeing that the two spent more than 1 billion merits in the blink of an eye, they all suspected that when the two robbed the merit pool of Lingshan, the two saints from the West finally joined the bargaining war.

And they never looked at the quality, never looked at the efficacy of magic treasures, as long as you dare to sell, they dare to buy.

This made Qiankun and the other three people laugh, and they no longer hid, and took out all the magic treasures they could sell.

Looking around, the low-grade chaos magic treasures were like cabbages, casually placed on the ground, a full three hundred pieces.

There were a full one hundred and twenty medium-grade magic treasures.

Seeing so many Chaos Spiritual Treasures. Jie Yin Zhunti's eyes were almost tearing. Without hesitation, he took out his merits and put all the magic weapons into his sleeves.

As if he was afraid of being robbed by others.

Billions of merits, he bought them without hesitation.

He even looked at Qiankun and the other three with hope, as if to ask if there were any top-grade or top-grade Chaos Spiritual Treasures, which made everyone stunned.

"It's not true that their Lingshan merits were embezzled by Jie Yin Zhunti as rumored?"

It's no wonder that everyone has such thoughts. After all, the rough way of buying by the two really makes people have to doubt.

Even Haotian and Tongtian flashed confused eyes, looked at each other, and the confusion in their eyes deepened.

They both doubted whether they had robbed a fake merit pool, but the tens of billions of merits in their pockets were still lying quietly.

They took a deep breath in their hearts and had to sigh that the merits of Lingshan were really rich.

But no one knows the pain in Jieyin and Zhunti's heart. They really don't have much merit. The two of them add up to less than 10 million.

All the merit of the two of them was invested in the merit pool.

This is why the merit pool was robbed, and the two of them were pressing in with their army, not hesitating to start a war with the demon clan, making things worse, and asking Daozu to come forward to judge justice.

As for why they didn't join the bargaining at the first time, it was because they were borrowing money from Daozu.

Today's West can be said to be penniless, without merit, without magic weapons, even more miserable than when they first built Lingshan.

Seeing that the magic weapons of Qiankun and the other two were reduced one by one, the two gritted their teeth, sent a message to Daozu, made many oaths to the heaven, and made many great wishes, and then they borrowed 5 billion merits.

There is no way, why is Lingshan now so fragile.

The merit pool was looted, and the magic weapons in the treasure pavilion disappeared without a trace, making the second largest force in the prehistoric world fall to the bottom of the stream in an instant. Who can know the bitterness in their hearts?

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