Supreme Divine Book

A calm and indifferent voice came out of the golden shopkeeper's mouth, but he didn't even spare Han Chen a glance as he directly bid a price.    

Han Chen frowned, and blurted out, "So expensive?"    

"Fifteen!"    

"What?"    

"Twenty!"    

Han Chen did not have the time to bargain, the other party had raised the price to '20 high grade saint artifacts' with just a few sentences, this method of ripping people off was too obvious.    

The other customers on the third floor of the Star Seizer Pavilion all looked over in astonishment. The vast majority of them looked towards Han Chen with gazes filled with ridicule.    

This feeling was as if he was telling the other party not to come here and pretend to be a boss without money.    

Many of the aristocratic young masters and mistresses knew the character of this "Manager Jin". To put it bluntly, it was a 'butcher who slaughters people'. Unless he had a very strong background, he would rather die than kill people. Furthermore, his attitude towards his guests was so cold that he didn't seem to be doing business.    

Even so, there were still countless people from the Barren Star Sea who came to shopkeeper Jin's place to buy. This was because the treasures here were famous for everything.    

He had everything others had, and he had everything others didn't have.    

Han Chen's eyes became serious, and he immediately said: "Alright, 20 high grade saint artifacts!"    

"Crash!"    

These words caused a small commotion on the third floor of the Star Seizer Pavilion. Everyone originally thought that Han Chen would angrily curse them, then angrily slammed the door and left.    

However, Han Chen was calm to the point that there was something wrong. At the same time, everyone's eyes could not help but become more serious. It was rare in Barren Star Sea to see a person who could casually take out twenty high grade saint artifacts. But Han Chen was indeed an unfamiliar face, and no one present had ever seen him before.    

"Sure, 25 high-grade saint artifacts are sold." Shopkeeper Jin fiddled with a plant in his hand, his tone as calm as ever.    

"How much do you want?" A trace of gloominess emerged from between Han Chen's brows.    

Shopkeeper Jin finally put down the items in his hand. He looked up and stared straight at Han Chen.    

"Boom!"    

The crowd became even more rowdy now. Even the people in the resting area stuck their heads out and looked in their direction to watch the commotion. A purple ring grass was sold for 30 high-grade saint artifacts. Shopkeeper Jin didn't spit out the word 'ruthless' at all.    

Under these circumstances, no one would choose to continue trading.    

Putting aside the fact that the price was so high, even the "low profile" attitude of the shopkeeper was enough to anger the customers with the best temper.    

However, because Shopkeeper Jin had all the goods here, he did not lack customers throughout the year.    

However, what no one expected was that Han Chen actually had a calm face, casually took out a storage ring and placed it on the counter.    

"You can take a look at the 30 high-grade saint artifacts."    

It was a simple, straightforward, smooth motion without even the slightest hesitation. Han Chen's actions caused everyone around to be dumbstruck.    

Good heavens, he had casually taken out 30 high-grade saint artifacts without even blinking. The key point was that the value of the Purple Rings Grass could not support a high grade saint artifact, so Han Chen bought it for thirty times the original price. Even in the entire Barren Star Sea, there would not be such a 'spendthrift' person.    

Of course, no one understood the importance of the Purple Coiled Grass to Han Chen.    

And these sacred artifacts on Han Chen's body were all spoils of war obtained from killing Lian Ningsheng, Teng Dian, Qin Hao, Tong Zhan and the others back when they were still in the Desolate Ruins.    

In other words, all of these things were things that he 'picked up', so Han Chen could casually throw it out without feeling any pain.    

Looking at the storage ring in front of him, Shopkeeper Jin could not help but be shocked by Han Chen's aura.    

This was the first time he had seen something like this. It was always him playing with others before, but today, he finally kicked a metal board. However, Shopkeeper Jin had been in business for many years, so he quickly calmed himself down. He purposely revealed a smile that said that he had succeeded in his scheme. He then put away the storage ring on the counter and took out a brocade box from the counter behind him.    

"Purple Rings Grass."    

There was a hint of playfulness in his voice. The golden manager's tone was clearly meant to tell everyone that he was slaughtering this boy in front of him until nothing was left of his bones. Compared to this, 30 high-grade saint artifacts were absolutely priceless.    

Han Chen received the embroidered box and casually opened it. Inside, he saw a crystal clear, small grass that was as tender as jade.    

The small grass emitted a faint purple luster, and what was even more peculiar was that the tip of the small grass was shaped like a loop, as beautiful as a silver ring.    

"That's right, this is Purple Rings Grass." Zhong Li's voice sounded in Han Chen's mind.    

Han Chen raised his eyelids, closed the embroidered box, and turned to leave.    

"You're not allowed to sell the Purple Ringed Grass to him."    

At this moment, a cold and beautiful voice filled with anger sounded from the third floor. Everyone was shocked as they all looked up to see seven to eight handsome young men and women appear at the stairs.    

The person in the lead was none other than the Qiu Rong that he had met earlier on in the ocean.    

"It's the young miss of the Qiu Family."    

"Why does she look so resentful? It can't be that the kid offended him, right? "    

"Probably."    

Amidst the crowd's discussion, Qiu Rong, Qiu Heng, and the others walked over. Manager Jin also walked out from behind the counter and greeted them with a respectful expression.    

"Miss Qiu Rong."    

Qiu Rong lifted her eyelids slightly, and looked at Han Chen arrogantly, "Hand over the Purple Ringed Grass."    

"Ha!" Han Chen sneered, thinking that this person was truly unreasonable, "I don't owe you anything, and I do deserve you.    

"Just because this Star Seizer Pavilion was opened by my Qiu Family!"    

The haughty tone was filled with pride, as if Qiu Rong was the one who reigned supreme over him. As for the surrounding people, they all showed more or less some respect. Of course, what the crowd feared was the other party's backer, the Qiu Family.    

Manager Jin understood tacitly. He then took out the storage ring and said indifferently, "I'm not going to make this deal. Return the Purple Rings Grass!"    

The complacency on Qiu Rong's face became even more pronounced.    

However, Han Chen did not have any intention of handing over the Purple Coiled Grass, and even revealed a slight smile, "You are a businessman, so you should be clear about the rules. The moment my money was in your pocket and your goods in my hands, the deal was completed. Once the transaction is concluded, this Purple Rings Grass will be mine. What makes you think that you can't make a deal with it? "    

"You?" However, Shopkeeper Jin did not know how to respond to Han Chen's words. He then said, "Then I'll buy back the Purple Ringed Grass in your hands. Name a price!"    

"40 high-grade saint artifacts!" Han Chen said calmly.    

"Sure!"    

"Fifty pieces!"    

"What did you say?" Manager Jin frowned.    

"A hundred!"    

"Boom!"    

When Han Chen said the three words "one hundred pieces", everyone in the arena felt their hearts hanging in their throats, and all of their faces had odd expressions.    

Wasn't the scene in front of him the scene of shopkeeper Jin 'killing' Han Chen?    

In the blink of an eye, it happened again.    

What was even more frightening was that when Shopkeeper Jin added 'five' at once, Han Chen was even more ruthless than him. With just two sentences, he reached the level of 'one hundred' high-grade saint artifacts.    

Face smacking, a heavy smack to the face!    

Shopkeeper Jin trembled from anger and his face became gloomy. "Smelly brat, I'll give you another chance to bid."    

The atmosphere in the hall had become much heavier, and the many managers of the Star Seizer Pavilion couldn't help but have a cold and fierce look appear in their eyes.    

Han Chen shrugged and spread out his hands, "Alright! Then I'll be cheaper! "Thirty pieces."    

"Hmph, at least you're sensible." Qiu Rong sneered.    

Before his voice had even finished falling, Han Chen said in a clear voice, "Top quality saint artifact!"    

30 top grade saint artifacts!    

The numerous customers around almost kneeled down to Han Chen. It was likely that the entire Qiu Family would not be able to obtain even thirty top grade saint artifacts.    

This time, Manager Jin wasn't slapped in the face, but rather kicked in the face.    

The expressions of Qiu Rong and the rest had long changed, and their eyes faintly revealed ice-cold killing intent.    

"Everyone!" Shopkeeper Jin cupped his fists as he spoke to the guests, "Star Seizer Pavilion has some private matters to settle for the time being. Please rest behind the screen booth in the resting area. The transaction will continue as usual later."    

Even if everyone could see through it, the Qiu Family had no reason to do so first. But no one dared to step forward and defend Han Chen.    

Waiting for all the guests in the resting area to arrive, the many experts of the Star Seizer Pavilion all approached Han Chen. Each and every one of them had a calm and vicious aura, just like a pack of wolves that were besieging a sheep.    

"Hmph. Stinking brat, I gave you a toast but you refused to drink. You asked for it."    

At the same time, a surging aura burst out from his body. His cultivation was higher than Qiu Rong and the others, and was at the late stage of the sixth stage of the long habitat.    

Faced with the close proximity of the surrounding experts, Han Chen revealed a look of ridicule. "Old man, since you're already so shameless to this extent, why don't you just give up on your 'face'?"    

"What?"    

"Buzz!"    

As soon as he finished speaking, the air trembled slightly. Everyone only felt a white light flash before their eyes and Han Chen instantly disappeared from his original location. In the next moment, Shopkeeper Jin's pupils contracted tightly as a violent wind attacked him.    

"Pah!"    

A heavy slap immediately exploded in everyone's ears. Everyone's heart shook, and following that, Shopkeeper Jin's body was sent flying.    

"Bam!"    

The shopkeeper slammed into a counter. "Wah!" He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of broken teeth.