Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
“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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