The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

Chen Fan's words are very straightforward. If you want your father's life, you can redeem the spirit stone...

I have to say that even though he has undergone earth-shaking changes in his combat power, Chen Fan's character has not changed at all. He is still so... black belly!

And to take advantage in front of everyone, there is no shame, it is just like a bandit.

Actually Chen Fan didn't want it either, but after all he needed spiritual stones for his cultivation, and now the storage bag is cleaner than his face, and the big stomach king is still waiting to be fed.

Although Chen Fan could go to the gambling shifang to do a lot of search, but now there is no time, so he has to embarrass Ye Huan.

In fact, this also indirectly helped the other party a favor, allowing him to set up a model of filial piety in front of the entire Qingxuan City, and also allowed him to take over the position of the Patriarch of the Ye Family.

Take a look, Chen Fan is still a good person in his bones!

Faced with such straightforward words, Ye Huan naturally understood Chen Fan’s intentions. He gritted his teeth and thought that he would save money and avoid disasters. He immediately took out a storage bag and said, “The Ye family has no long objects. You should buy some wine for Senior Chen to drink. I promise you that the Ye family will never provoke you in the future!"

Everyone was stunned when they saw that Ye Huan made 50,000 lower-grade spirit stones. It was equivalent to 5 million inferior-grade spirit stones. The wealth that ordinary monks could not see for a lifetime, now it was given away for nothing. ?

More shocking things are yet to come.

I saw that Chen Fan didn't even look at the storage bag. He stood there and said nothing.

Obviously... he doesn't think too much.

At this moment, the onlookers suddenly had the urge to step forward and choke Chen Fan to death. It was a 50,000 low-grade spirit stone, which was too small, and it was a bit too open.

Ye Huan also had this idea, but now the handle is in the hands of others and can only cooperate.

"Senior Chen, one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, don't you know if you can buy wine and drink?"

Ye Huan felt that his heart was dripping blood, and one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, even if it was a golden jelly brew, would be enough to take a bath for a hundred years.

But Chen Fan was still unmoved!

"Three hundred thousand lower-grade spirit stones, one less son, today I will kill!"

With his head held high, Chen Fan Zhengyi said Ling Ran. As soon as he said this, even Wan Xiong took a few steps back, pretending that he did not know Chen Fan.

How can such a lion open his mouth? You think that 300,000 lower-grade spirit stones are ordinary stones, and you can take them out?

In everyone's eyes, Chen Fan at this time was in sharp contrast with the ancient beast-like person before.

What's more, he began to doubt whether Chen Fan came to trouble the Ye Family because of Lingshi's intention.

Ye Huan had such thoughts, but he dared not say so, he could only bargain in desperation.

In the end, a turmoil involving the peak level of Wuling came to an end like bargaining in a vegetable market.

Ye Huan gritted his teeth and paid 200,000 lower-grade spirit stones to buy Ye Zhanqiu's life...

Of course, since Ye Huan cooperated so well, Chen Fan couldn't help fulfilling his promise. He put a ray of dark energy into Ye Zhanqiu's Dantian. Within a month, the other party would definitely lose his cultivation and become a useless person.

It can be regarded as a small gift for the two hundred thousand lower-grade spirit stones.

In short, Chen Fan was very happy during his trip. Not only did he avenge the Ye Family's revenge, he also learned about his limits of combat power. He defeated the peak of Martial Spirit for the first time and obtained 200,000 low-grade spirit stones by the way.

This is a good thing with three birds with one stone. Chen Fan even thought that in the future, he might not need to bet on rocks, and he would go to the door and grab it...