No.1 Conceited Son-in-law

"I want one of those Blood Fiend spirits too."    

Jing Kui also said with a smile.    

Blood fiend and soul.    

It was a consumable, similar to a type of Ghost Curse Killing technique.    

As long as the blood-colored talisman was ripped apart, it would allow one to directly use the Genuine Qi's control to kill any Martial Disciple.    

This was because every single bottle that Yu Quansheng refined contained the lives of the clansmen of the eight clansmen of the Northern Mystical Mountain Range.    

Amongst them, each jar had at least three middle ranked Martial Arts Grandmaster.    

In addition to the blood and soul of thousands of people.    

Every single blood fiend and ghost within the earthen jars was filled with danger.    

But in the blink of an eye.    

Yu Quansheng's Blood Evil Spirit could not be sold.    

What Yu Quansheng got in exchange was very useful to him.    

Only, this Spirit Treasure Appreciation Conference.    

It's not over yet.    

"Old monk."    

"I'm finished here."    

"Shouldn't you take out that thing of yours to take a look?"    

Yu Quansheng said with a smile.    

The surrounding people all had an expression of anticipation.    

"Everyone, please enjoy the taste."    

Yuan Hui was serious.    

He clapped his hands.    

A monk from the Buddha Temple held an item and placed it in front of everyone.    

"Hundred years old ginseng treasure."    

"Looks like it's a three-hundred-year-old year."    

"It's not long, it's not short."    

"Normal goods."    

Yu Quansheng looked at him with disdain.    

"Everyone, please make your bid."    

Yuan Hui ignored Yu Quansheng and spoke directly to the others.    

"I have a semi-finished magic tool."    

Someone immediately said.    

Although three hundred years old, the age of the ginseng could not be considered to be very high.    

However, for those who were about to die.    

This three-hundred-year-old ginseng could hang his life for at least three months.    

"I'll also produce a semi-finished magic tool."    

Of the people present, there were still many who valued this treasure.    

"You bunch of idiots who want to die."    

"A three-hundred-year-old ginseng won't be able to keep you alive for long."    

"Rather than having this thing, I might as well see if I can improve it a little."    

Yu Quansheng said sarcastically.    

To Yu Quansheng, he liked to mock others.    

Exorcist was a bit sarcastic when it came to controlling ghosts.    

"I'll give you a complete magic tool."    

At this time, a magic tool that Qin Tian robbed not long ago was thrown to Yuan Hui.    

Yuan Hui grabbed it.    

"Good!"    

After a quick glance, Yuan Hui replied with one word.    

The 300 year old ginseng treasure, along with the box, flew into Qin Tian's hands.    

When Yu Quansheng saw that Qin Tian was Naive Boy, he casually took out a magic tool and exchanged it for the 300 years' worth of ginseng treasure.    

He immediately felt very surprised.    

"Kid."    

"Using a magic tool to exchange for 300 years' worth of treasure? Is there any problem with your brain?"    

"Whose brat is it that's so extravagant?"    

"Does your family know?"    

Yu Quansheng said to Qin Tian with a bit of a stammer.    

"If you are going to mock someone when you are fine, don't tell me you have a problem with your head as well?"    

"Whose old man doesn't die, yet he dares to speak so shamelessly?"    

"Does your family know?"    

Qin Tian replied respectfully.    

As soon as he said that.    

Yu Quansheng's face instantly darkened.    

"Little brat."    

"You dare to speak to me like that, you are courting death."    

Yu Quansheng's face instantly turned dark and a sinister killing intent appeared in his eyes.    

"You old fogey."    

"You said I'm courting death? I think you're the one looking to die. "    

Qin Tian was not the least bit afraid of this Yu Quansheng.    

Qin Tian's words made Yu Quansheng even angrier.