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第三卷 幽州乱 第四百八十七章 高阶晶石

Lin Xuan remained unmoved. "Please return, Master. I will consider it again. This transaction is not of interest to me."

"Y-You..." The Red Powder Old Demon's face flashed with anger. For nearly a century, no cultivator had dared to defy him like this. The two women looked at Lin Xuan with gratitude and shock.

"It seems you have made up your mind," the Red Powder Old Demon said. "But don't rush to refuse. Let me show you what this is?" After exchanging glances with Lin Xuan, he surprisingly didn't attack but instead tapped his storage bag, taking out a silk box.

The box was square and half a foot in length and width, exquisitely crafted and clearly not an ordinary item.

Lin Xuan was taken aback. He took a deep breath, filling his body with qi. Although the other party hadn't turned hostile, he couldn't afford to lower his guard.

The Red Powder Old Demon seemed unconcerned as he carefully opened the box. Inside was a crystal stone about the size of a fist, translucent and radiating astonishing amounts of essence energy.

"High-grade crystal stone?" Lin Xuan's expression changed, showing surprise despite his composure.

It was well known that crystals were categorized into low-grade, middle-grade, high-grade, and supreme grade based on their essence energy content and purity. According to what Lin Xuan knew, ordinary transactions involved only low-grade crystals, with occasional appearances of middle-grade ones. High-grade crystals... they didn't naturally exist in this world.

In ancient times, due to unstable space, some high-grade crystals had occasionally been brought down by spirit realm cultivators who broke through the void. In other words, high-grade crystals were originally from the spirit realm. The essence energy within was not just abundant; it was of astonishing purity.

With such a crystal, whether for crafting, combat, or breaking through cultivation barriers, its effects would be unimaginable.

In ancient times, these crystals had caused intense competition and bloody conflicts. There weren't many left after millennia, and they were highly prized, beyond description.

Seeing this treasure, Lin Xuan couldn't help feeling parched, but he wasn't a novice. He quickly calmed his excitement, though the fire in his eyes remained intense: "What is your intention with such a precious item?"

"Tell me," the old demon said smugly as Lin Xuan seemed interested. "I am genuinely offering this high-grade crystal stone to you. Just hand over the two women, and it's yours."

Lin Xuan was silent, his expression fluctuating.

Lu Ying'er and Liu Xin also grew tense. They hadn't expected such outrageous terms.

Actually, they misunderstood Lin Xuan. He had no intention of treating them as goods. Although Lin Xuan wasn't merciful, he had killed hundreds of cultivators. He never spared enemies because this was a cruel world where the weak were preyed upon by the strong.

Yet, he didn't indiscriminately kill innocents. As he said, life deserved at least some respect.

Humans and goods were different.

Lin Xuan hesitated because something about this transaction seemed peculiar. It defied logic. Lu Ying'er and Liu Xin weren't breathtaking beauties; they were just ordinary women. One was a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, the other in the Flexible Spirit period—mere novices.

Their cultivation roots weren't exceptional either. Many low-rank disciples from major sects had similar abilities, leaving him puzzled about what the old demon saw in them!

A high-grade crystal stone could be sold for hundreds of such female cultivators at secret markets or used as concubines. Lin Xuan didn't think the notorious old demon was offering a bad deal; there must be something fishy.

"How about it, Master? This is a high-grade crystal stone. I won't deceive you. You can't get this elsewhere once you miss your chance," the Red Powder Old Demon's voice was seductive. He even secretly used some kind of mind-altering technique.

Unfortunately for him, Lin Xuan's cultivation level was slightly lower but his mental strength far surpassed that of the old demon. Moreover, he practiced both dao and magic, making such minor tricks futile.

Lin Xuan stroked his chin with a smile: "Master, you have generous intentions. I've seen many rare treasures, but this high-grade crystal stone is new to me. Saying I'm not tempted would be self-deception."

"You agree then," the old demon's face lit up in joy.

"No..." Lin Xuan shook his head unexpectedly.

This answer left the old demon stunned and deeply frowning. "Are you mocking me? Don't you want this treasure?"

"I do, of course! Who said I don't?" Lin Xuan burst into laughter.

"But you refuse my conditions. Do you want to exchange with other treasures instead? Tell you the truth, I won't take anything else except those two women."

"Not a problem. As long as you're dead, this treasure is mine," Lin Xuan sneered. He snapped his fingers and a blue sword of divine light appeared, slicing towards the old demon.

At the same time, he flicked his sleeve, releasing a red ancient shield that shimmered with runes, forming a dazzling light barrier to protect him and the two women.

Exchanging them was impossible; Lin Xuan wanted both. So, there was only one option: kill and take what he wanted.

The old demon wasn't a virtuous person but a notorious villain who deserved his fate. Killing him would be doing justice.

Firstly, even if he didn't act, the old demon wouldn't leave easily. His lust for the two women was evident; he intended to get them at any cost. It was better to strike first rather than wait for an attack.

Seeing the blue divine sword slash towards him, the Red Powder Old Demon was initially surprised but nearly fainted with anger. He had been famous for centuries, and every cultivator, except for some advanced immortals, would tremble in fear when facing him.

Those who dared to provoke him were long dead.

This young man had a huge nerve!

"Think twice before you act! You'll regret coming into this world!" The Red Powder Old Demon laughed wildly. He didn't use his法宝but flicked his sleeve, sending out a streak of light that transformed into a gigantic ghost hand, intercepting the blue sword.

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