Super Golden Eye

Whether it was this silver bell or the fragment of the jade, the Spirit Qi Mass contained within it was enough to move Faang Yang's heart. His cultivation base had reached the Profound Rank Middle Period, and he had also absorbed the spiritual energy within the High Grade Spirit Stone. Now, there were fewer and fewer Spirit Qi Masses that could move Faang Yang.    

    

In response to Faang Yang's straightforward approach, Tyrant Zhou's smile almost turned into a flower.    

    

After that, Tyrant Zhou's expression turned solemn, and he made a bid, "Big brother is also a regular customer of ours. I won't say anything more. Two million, take it away for two million."    

    

When Faang Yang heard this, he was just about to make a decision when Yang Fann slapped Tyrant Zhou's shiny head with a big slap. That crisp sound was really crisp.    

    

"Aiyo! Why did you hit me?!" Monk Zhou rubbed his head and angrily glared at his wife as he shouted.    

    

It was obvious that Tyrant Zhou didn't have much status in front of his wife. Yang Fann wasn't afraid of him at all. He glared back at him and scolded, "You stupid thing, you deserve to be beaten! These two treasures were only worth two million? Why don't you go to hell?! "    

    

" That's right, that's right. I think these two treasures are worth four million no matter what! " Fatty Wang was laughing at Monk Zhou from the side.    

    

"Pa!"    

    

However, Fatty Wang did not escape from his misfortune. After saying four million yuan, Yang Fann slapped him on the forehead without any hesitation. The crisp sound was not much weaker than Monk Zhou's bald head. It made him cry out in pain.    

    

"Why did you hit..." Fatty Wang looked aggrieved, but Yang Fann did not seem to want to speak to him. He directly interrupted him.    

    

"I think your intelligence is the opposite of your weight!" Yang Fann insulted Fatty Wang, then he grabbed the silver bell and broken jade from Monk Zhou's hand. He held them tightly and looked at Faang Yang. He demanded an exorbitant price and said, "These two treasures? I won't sell them without 20 million!"    

    

"20 million? Did I hear it wrong? It's at our roadside stall? "    

    

From Tyrant Zhou's two million yuan to Fatty Wang's four million yuan, and finally Yang Fann's twenty million yuan, the difference was so huge that all the surrounding stall owners were completely dumbfounded.    

    

Even Tyrant Zhou and Fatty Wang were looking at Yang Fann with shock in their eyes. They were cursing in their hearts. If this bastard was talking about black, a woman's heart must be much darker than a man's!    

    

Faang Yang looked at all of this calmly. His eyes were strange. He swept across Yang Fann and the other two, and finally landed on the silver bell and broken jade in Yang Fann's hand. After pondering for a moment, he nodded and said, "Deal!"    

    

Hua!    

    

The moment the word 'deal' was said, the crowd burst into an uproar.    

    

If one were to ask about history, since the construction of the Ten Mile Store until now, they would not care about the left and right side of the store. Just when had this roadside stall ever had a sky high price of 20 million?    

    

Two million was enough to make one die!    

    

"Liu Laosi, you really did not brag today!" The new stall owners saw Faang Yang take out his phone and was about to transfer the money. They felt very complicated in their hearts, as if they had seen the spring of a small stall...    

    

Faang Yang's straightforward manner had earned him the money of Silver Bell and Crippled Jade. He looked at the smiling Monk Zhou and the other two. Faang Yang's gaze once again focused on the Faqiu Seal on Yang Fann's waist. He deliberately lowered his voice. He said, "If you are willing..."    

    

Yang Fann noticed Faang Yang's gaze and quickly reached out his hand to protect the Faqiu Seal. He did not give Faang Yang the chance to continue speaking and scolded, "Not willing! Impossible!"    

    

Zhou Tyrant and Fatty Wang stopped laughing. They walked up to Yang Fann and stood in front of him. They looked at Faang Yang vigilantly, as if they were afraid that Faang Yang would rob them.    

    

Seeing this, Faang Yang shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said, "Alright then. If you don't want to, I won't force you."    

    

After saying that, Faang Yang turned around and walked towards Heshen Hall.    

    

Tyrant Zhou and the other two looked at Faang Yang's back as he left with a strange expression on their faces. Fatty Wang lowered his voice and said, "This kid is really not ordinary. He actually took a fancy to the Soul Shattering Bell and Qiba Jade from so many scrap metals. It seems like we made the right bet on this trip to East Sea City."    

    

"Don't celebrate too early. The more such a person is like this, the smaller the bargaining chips we can use to move him. Don't you realize that he is too different from when he was in Jiangbei City?" Tyrant Zhou knitted his brows and said in a low voice.    

    

Fatty Wang nodded in agreement, then shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "It's a pity. We spent a lot of effort to get this Soul Shattering Bell and Qie Chee-jade."    

    

"What a pity. Twenty million is not money? Besides, the Soul Shattering Bell had lost its soul, and only half of the jade was left. It's all broken treasures, and it's useless to us. " Monk Zhou was distressed, and he pondered for a moment before saying, "What I'm most worried about right now is what kind of bargaining chips we will use. Talent! Pull him in."    

    

Yang Fann, who had been silent all this time, had a complicated expression on his face. He muttered, "He really coveted our Faqiu Seal."    

    

Upon hearing this, the expressions of Tyrant Zhou and Fatty Wang changed. However, Yang Fann didn't give them the chance to object. He said, "If we can exchange the Faqiu Seal for the Fuqiu Sect's glory, will you be unwilling?"    

    

Tyrant Zhou and Fatty Wang remained silent. Their facial expression became complicated.    

    

Besides, although Faang Yang didn't hear what Tyrant Zhou and the other two had said, he began to doubt them in his heart.    

    

The reason why he doubted them was because Faang Yang had already found out about the deal just now. The three of them were just putting on an act. Even the chance encounter was planned by them.    

    

In a short period of time, Faang Yang used the Causal Eye on Monk Zhou. In the image transmitted by the Causal Eye, Faang Yang saw the contents of the secret discussion that the three of them were discussing on the train to East Sea City.    

    

First, it was to plan how to make the encounter normal, and second, what was the true form of the silver bell and broken jade that he had obtained? As for the third, it was their goal. Although the conversation between the three people in the image was obscure, one could vaguely tell that... They needed Faang Yang's help.    

    

After knowing all of this, Faang Yang had undoubtedly gained the upper hand. As for the next step, it was to wait for them to find him in the future and reveal their final goal.    

    

"Soul Shattering Bell, Qi-Chee-ker Jade... It's a pity that these two treasures can only be taken away by me and turned into trash." Faang Yang sighed in his heart.    

    

From the scene just now, Faang Yang knew that the Soul Shattering Bell and Qie Chee-ker Jade were not ordinary antiques. They were two extremely mysterious magic tools and were now broken.    

    

The Heshen Hall was located in the middle of the ten mile shop. The two shops were connected, and the door was built with black wood flowers. It had an ancient taste and was very elegant.    

    

Faang Yang walked along the road. When he saw that he was only a few steps away from the Heshen Hall, a voice came from behind and stopped him.    

    

"Mr. Fang? Isn't this Mr. Fang? He came again today? Why are we going to the Heshen Hall? Come to our mansion and take a look. The treasures in our mansion are as good as the treasures in the Heshen Hall!"    

    

The one who said this was none other than Wang Cuozi, who had once set up a stall at the very end of the Ten Mile Store.    

    

Wang Cuozi's clothes were tattered in the past, and he seemed to have lost all of his energy. However, the Wang Cuozi who appeared in front of Faang Yang had changed greatly.    

    

Wang Cuozi was wearing a yellow vest with golden threads. He was wearing a long robe from the era of the Republic of China. He had a monk hat on his head and a dazzling Gold Necklace on his neck.    

    

Wang Cuozi strode to Faang Yang and said with a bright smile, "Mr. Fang, why don't you come to my mansion and have a seat?"