Ling Feng pondered for a moment, then took out a crimson stone from his Space Spirit Ring and gently placed it on the counter, smiling faintly, "Senior, I would like to exchange this item for the Yin Yang Stone. What do you think?"

The old man's eyelids twitched slightly. He picked up the crimson stone and examined it for a moment, suddenly exclaiming, "This... could it be the Refining Sky Divine Stone?"

Ling Feng nodded slightly, "From you, senior, I can faintly detect a medicinal scent. Although it's very subtle, the grade is quite high. If I'm not mistaken, you must be an Alchemist. The value of the Refining Sky Divine Stone, compared to the Yin Yang Stone, might be slightly lower, but for an Alchemist, it's entirely different. Would you be willing to exchange your Yin Yang Stone for my Refining Sky Divine Stone?"

"Hahaha! Exchange! Of course, an exchange!"

The old man would not refuse. He had obtained two Yin Yang Stones and only needed to exchange one. However, the Refining Sky Divine Stone is a treasure from beyond the heavens, a true rarity.

"Thank you very much, senior!"

Ling Feng cupped his hands in gratitude towards the elder. In fact, he gained quite a bit from this transaction. It was just by chance that this old man was an Alchemist; otherwise, this deal might not have come through.

"Bartering is bartering, no need for thanks."

The old man took the Yin Yang Stone from the counter. Indeed, although its front was pitch-black, its reverse side was as smooth as jade.

Black and white, Yin and Yang, if not for keen spiritual perception, it might be difficult to recognize this as the rarest Yin Yang attribute Spiritual Object among Spiritual Treasures.

The old man placed the Yin Yang Stone into a jade box, and Ling Feng lightly extended his hand, preparing to receive it.

But just as Ling Feng reached for the jade box, an Iron Claw suddenly attacked from behind, brushing past Ling Feng's shoulder and striking the jade box. Behind, a coarse, cold shout rang out, "You fat pig! Take your filthy hands away. This item is what I have my eye on!"

Ling Feng turned his head to see Murong Qianjun, who had already left, somehow return with swagger and arrogance.

Behind him, the four stunning quadruplet sisters followed closely, watching Ling Feng and his company with amusement.

It's this guy again!

Ling Feng frowned. Earlier on the stairs, he had already wanted to teach this jerk a lesson, but he didn't want to cause trouble, so he let him off!

Unexpectedly, this guy came back.

With quick reflexes, Ling Feng raised his hand to grab the jade box, locking in a stalemate with Murong Qianjun, coldly stating, "I've already paid for this item, so it's mine. If anyone should beat it, it's you!"

Murong Qianjun desperately held onto the rope, trying to retract the Iron Claw, but he found that no matter how hard he tried, the jade box wouldn't budge.

A flash of surprise crossed Murong Qianjun's eyes as he glanced at Ling Feng, secretly thinking: This fat pig has some brute force!

However, Murong Qianjun clearly wasn't ready to give up. Coldly, he said, "You swine, don't think that just because your family has some clout, you can be arrogant in front of this young master. Do you even know where you are? This is the Deserted City! If you know what's good for you, hand over the Yin Yang Stone!"

"What about the Deserted City?"

Ling Feng didn't even glance at Murong Qianjun, but with a ripple of Elemental Power, he shattered the Iron Claw, calmly storing the jade box in his Spirit Storage Ring, and said blandly, "As far as I know, you're just the son of a Murong Family watchdog. Plainly speaking, you're just a Murong family pup. When did people ever need to yield to dogs?"

"What did you say?"

Moo Fei suddenly became furious. He despised it when others brought up his status.

Indeed, his mother was just a concubine with no status in the Murong Family, and he got to his current position solely through his talent.

Murong Qianjun's eyes twitched, and he glared fiercely at Ling Feng, gritting his teeth, "You swine, you're looking to die today, aren't you?"

"A dog is a dog; no ivory will ever come from a dog's mouth!"

Ling Feng ignored Murong Qianjun, only nodding slightly to the elder, then lead Tuoba Yan past Murong Qianjun, heading straight for the stairs.

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