713: The Misled Bai Yuliang

Inside the Wanbao Pavilion.

As a professional appraiser, Zhang Ming was well-informed and had handled at least tens of thousands of various Demonic Beast Materials.

Among them, there were many extremely rare Materials, some even from powerful Demonic Beasts.

But today, he realized he had truly opened his eyes!

Every piece of Material that this Young Master took out was a treasure, and many of them were rare items that wouldn't be seen even once a year in Green Field Town.

For example, the two wings, about one meter long and joined together, that he was currently holding.

Even though they had become lifeless and were preserved by special means, a palpable aura still emanated from the wings, causing his heart to palpitate.

It took a great deal of effort for Zhang Ming to identify them as the wings of a Winged Tiger.

Moreover, this Winged Tiger had likely reached the Peak of the seventh rank in life, with divine light shimmering on its wings, already beginning to give birth to Law patterns.

“Could this Young Master be an old monster who has reached the strength of an eighth-rank Demigod?”

“The necropolis capable of hunting a seventh-rank Peak Winged Tiger must be incredibly powerful, probably no less so than Qing Shi City.”

Carefully placing the Winged Tiger wings aside, Zhang Ming thought to himself.

At this moment, facing Wang Chen, Zhang Ming's posture became even more deferential.

Eighth-rank Demigod.

Even with the Xuantian Holy Land backing the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, they would not dare to easily offend such a powerful individual.

This was a terrifying existence capable of destroying a city single-handedly!

For a time, Zhang Ming, who continued to appraise the remaining Demonic Beast Materials, became even more cautious.

He was somewhat worried that after he finished appraising and quoted a price, the old monster on the other side might be dissatisfied and simply eliminate him with a single palm strike.

Thus, time passed, and Zhang Ming, while feeling anxious, completed the appraisal of all the Demonic Beast Materials.

“Young Master, all these Demonic Beast Materials have been appraised.”

“Most of them are rare treasures, and it's quite remarkable that they are so well-preserved.”

“If Young Master is willing to sell, our Wanbao Pavilion is willing to purchase them at market price.”

Zhang Ming carefully placed the Demonic Beast Materials and said respectfully.

“Oh?”

Wang Chen looked at Zhang Ming with surprise upon hearing this; he felt that the other party's attitude had suddenly become very strange.

However, Wang Chen did not pay much attention to it. Although it didn't matter to him how much these Demonic Beast Materials sold for, an extra 10% on the price could be considered an unexpected gain.

“Alright, how much are you willing to offer for these Demonic Beast Materials?”

Wang Chen nodded and asked directly.

“Young Master, according to my calculations, these Demonic Beast Materials are worth a total of 1.98 million Spirit Crystals. I can round it up to 2 million Spirit Crystals for you.”

“What do you think?”

“Yes.”

Wang Chen was very satisfied with Zhang Ming's offer and nodded directly.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, then asked again:

“Young Master, would you prefer direct payment in Spirit Crystals, or would you like to use a Spirit Crystal Card?”

“If you use a Spirit Crystal Card, I can settle it directly now. If you want Spirit Crystals, you will need to wait a moment, as the store does not have that much in reserve.”

Hearing Zhang Ming's words, Wang Chen couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Is it popular to use cards in the Netherworld now?

Thinking of these natives of the Netherworld saying “swipe card” when they go shopping…

No matter how Wang Chen thought about it, it felt out of place!

“Prepare 100,000 Spirit Crystals for me, and convert the rest into a Spirit Crystal Card.”

After some thought, Wang Chen made his decision.

“Alright, Young Master, please wait a moment. I will go prepare it now.”

Zhang Ming smiled and excused himself.

Soon.

Zhang Ming returned, presenting 100,000 Spirit Crystals and a Spirit Crystal Card worth 1.9 million Spirit Crystals.

The Spirit Crystal Card was about the size of an adult's palm, square, and a finger's thickness, with extremely complex patterns engraved on its surface, enveloped by a faint spiritual glow.

The front of the card was marked with “1.9 million,” and the back was composed of complex inscriptions forming the words “Tongbao Holy Land.”

Wang Chen played with the Spirit Crystal Card, and a hint of interest appeared in his eyes.

He felt the unique Domain power of an eighth-rank expert on this card, as well as a trace of Law fluctuation.

The creation of this item definitely involved eighth- and ninth-rank experts.

“No wonder this Spirit Crystal Card can be used in the Netherworld. With experts endorsing it and personally participating in its creation, the difficulty of faking it is extremely high, and…”

“The Tongbao Holy Land is one of the Eight Great Sacred Grounds of the Netherworld, a top-tier force in the Netherworld. It's estimated that no one foolish enough would dare to imitate their items.”

Thinking to himself, Wang Chen put away the Spirit Crystal Card, then left the Wanbao Pavilion under the respectful farewells of Zhang Ming and the maid.

…

At the same time.

Top floor of Wanbao Pavilion.

“Recently, have any notable figures entered Green Field Town?”

A handsome young man in a luxurious robe slowly withdrew his gaze from the window, turned his head, and asked someone beside him.

Standing beside him was a plump man with a slick expression.

This person was the manager of the Wanbao Pavilion in Green Field Town, but at this moment, he behaved with utmost respect in front of the young man, his eyes only daring to stare at his toes.

“Reporting to Saint, there have been no notable figures in Green Field Town recently. However, not long ago, a battle between God-Devil level experts occurred in Blackwood Town, and the entire Blackwood Town was razed to the ground.”

Lowering his head, the Wanbao Pavilion manager said respectfully.

“Hmm? How could a God-Devil level expert come to this remote place?”

The young man, referred to as Saint, was none other than Bai Yuliang, the Saint of the Xuantian Holy Land. At this moment, he couldn't help but frown upon hearing this.

“Reporting to Saint, according to the news released by the City Lord’s Mansion, two Devil Heads came to the Qing Shi City territory. Upon their appearance, they immediately destroyed Blackwood Town, and thousands of townspeople were sucked into mummified corpses by the Devil Heads' Demonic Technique.”

“A wandering ninth-rank expert happened to pass by, encountered this incident, and directly took action to eliminate these two Devil Heads.”

The Wanbao Pavilion manager quickly explained.

“Heh, heh!”

Upon hearing this, Bai Yuliang couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

A ninth-rank God-Devil level expert, even among the Eight Great Sacred Grounds of the Netherworld, was a supreme existence.

How could such an expert coincidentally appear around the Demon Beast Forest? What