Chapter 144: Chapter 144: Wooden Spirit Bead _1

Mo Huasong furrowed his brow slightly, "You want to buy my Little Black Knife?"

"Yes, in the past, it sold for a billion. I wonder how much you would ask for? Especially for the one in your hands — I'll offer a hundred billion," said a burly man, eyeing the Little Black Knife in Mo Huasong's hand intently.

Everyone knew that just a moment ago, Mo Batian had used that Little Black Knife to cut the Little Black Knife held by the Star Gate Elder.

Likewise, Little Black Knives also have their own classifications.

Mo Huasong shook his head, "I do not need money, I require unusual treasures. For example, I would accept a thousand-year-old Ginseng, Lingzhi, or anything equivalent in exchange."

"I have thousand-year-old Ginseng!" A martial artist shouted excitedly.

Another martial artist at his side sneered, "How much do you have? For a Little Black Knife of Grandmaster Batian's class, you need at least a hundred or so, right?"