Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
“Twelve saber teeth from a late-stage first-class Sharp Teeth Fish. They can be used to craft low and even mid-grade mystic instruments. I’m willing to trade them for two bottles of medicinal pellets for the Eighth and Ninth Layer Blood Refining Realm.”
On the stage, a side hall disciple was showing his spoils from the training mission to trade for cultivation materials. Sitting below the stage, Lu Ping couldn’t help shaking his head in disappointment.
He was initially looking forward to the trade fair, thinking that he could barter for some useful items. However, more than a third of the disciples in attendance had gone up to the stage but none of their wares caught Lu Ping’s interest.
No wonder less than a hundred attended the trade fair, though more than 140 side hall and outer hall disciples had returned from their training missions. Especially the strong and notable Ninth Layer Blood Refining Realm disciples, none of them were here.
That said, it wasn’t that there was nothing here was worthwhile. Who wouldn’t have something good to trade if they were able to return from their mission? Who would go on stage to display something inferior only to embarrass themselves?
Unfortunately, Lu Ping was quite a wealthy man now; some items that were valuable to ordinary Blood Refining Realm disciples were nothing to him already.
While the other ordinary Blood Refining Realm disciples were busy negotiating over low-grade mystic instruments or a bottle of medicinal pellets, Lu Ping already had his eyes fixed on better items such as mid-grade mystic instruments and Blood Condensing Pellets.
Just as Lu Ping was about to leave the trade fair, a well-known Ninth Layer Blood Refining Realm outer hall disciple walked up on stage. He took out a 500-year spirit herb used to concoct Blood Condensing Pellets, launching the crowd into a burst of amazed mutterings.
Lu Ping couldn’t help straightening his back as he listened closely to the person’s request.
“A 500-year-old Fragrant Obscure Grass that is required to concoct Blood Condensi
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