Bab 439: A Fellow Daoist Would Die, But A Poor Taoist Would

Bazaar No. 67 welcomed an unusual lively scene today.

Many Trascendent were following behind a handsome young man.

He walked all the way into the market.

As they advanced, more and more people gathered around them.

In the end, it was like a dark cloud.

And in the innermost part of the crowd.

Su Mo continued to ask around at the various stalls:

"Boss, how much is this Snake-Patterned Fruit?"

"Three Original Crystals."

"Give me two."

"Alright."

"What about this Blood Fragrance Flower?"

"One Origin Crystal for one flower, four Origin Crystals for five flowers."

"Sure, I'll buy it all!"

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Along the way, he took care of everything.

If he had his eyes on something, he would buy it directly.

There was no need to talk about bargaining in the middle.

He didn't even bother to say any unnecessary nonsense.

In the beginning, many people thought that he was being arrogant.