บท 191: The Star Scar Sword

There were seven or eight Late Clasping Yuan Realm warriors in front of the crystal stand. Half of them were just watching for fun, and the rest three of them were trying to bargain with the shop owner.

“This sword is too expensive, can it be cheaper?”

“If it’s twenty thousand low rank soul stones, I will buy it now.”

The owner was a friendly-looking old man in his forties with a bit of goatee on his jaw, he shook his head, “Thirty thousand low rank soul stones, not one more, not one less.”

“How about twenty-four thousand low rank soul stones? This is all I have.”

The friendly-looking man still shook his head.