Seeing the treasures that Bai Xi and Hong Yue Patriarch took out, even though the others coveted the Nightmare Dragon's horn, they had no choice but to give up.
The young man in golden armor sat there quietly, with no intention of making an offer. It was unclear whether he did not need the Nightmare Dragon's horn or did not have a suitable treasure on him.
Seeing that no one was willing to bid, Shen Luo quickly compared in his mind whether he wanted the One Yuan True Water or the Wan Ling Golden Bone Liquid.
He quickly made a decision. He decided to first exchange one Nightmare Dragon horn for the bottle of One Yuan True Water. Then, after the trade fair was over, he would privately find the Red Moon Patriarch and exchange another dragon horn for the gourd of All-Spirit Golden Bone Liquid.
"Haha, you two fellow Taoists are really generous, but I also like this Nightmare Dragon's horn very much." Shen Luo was about to speak when a voice suddenly sounded. It was the man in black robe who spoke.
Ancestor Hongyue, Bai Xi frowned and turned his gaze over.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, here are the conditions I offer, take a look." The man in black robe ignored Old Ancestor Hongyue and Bai Xi and waved his hand.
A beam of white light shot out and landed in front of Shen Luo. It turned out to be a white jade slip.
Shen Luo took the jade slip, stared at the man in black robe in surprise, and then immersed his spiritual consciousness into it.
"Okay, deal!" He said immediately with an irrepressible joy on his face.
"Wait, Fellow Daoist Shen, are you really not going to consider this bottle of One Yuan True Water?" Bai Xi frowned and said hurriedly.
"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Baixi and Senior Hongyue, but the conditions offered by this fellow Taoist are beyond my liking." Shen Luo nodded to Elder Baixi and Senior Hongyue and said.
Bai Xi's face looked grim, but he didn't say anything. He waved his hand and put away the bottle of Yiyuan Zhenshui.
"Really? I wonder what this fellow Taoist has offered you?" The Red Moon Patriarch looked at the man in black robe and asked in a bad tone.
"This is a private matter between Fellow Daoist Shen and me. It has nothing to do with you, right?" the black-robed man said coldly.
Ancestor Hongyue narrowed his eyes, his eyebrows moved without any wind, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent.
The man in black robe showed no fear at all. He stared at Old Ancestor Hongyue, and a murderous aura spread from him.
"Wulian Tianzun, the Hundred Fruit Immortals will prohibit any fighting. You two Taoist friends should think twice before acting." A faint voice sounded, and it was the Taoist Jie Yin who spoke.
The Red Moon Patriarch and the black-robed man shuddered slightly. The words just spoken by the Taoist Jie Yin were not loud, but they seemed to contain boundless magic power, which shook people's minds and dissipated a lot of the murderous intent in the two men.
“Hmph!” Patriarch Hongyue was afraid of the Taoist Jie Yin’s magical powers, so he slowly sat down with a grim look on his face.
Everyone knows that this mid-stage True Immortal is really angry and things will not end well.
"Brother Shen, you have to be careful. This Red Moon Patriarch has a strange temper and a mean heart. He might even hold a grudge against you." Ao Hong's voice rang in Shen Luo's ears.
Shen Luo's eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything.
The black-robed man didn't care at all and turned to Shen Luo: "Fellow Daoist Shen, it's too noisy here, let's trade later."
"Okay." Shen Luo nodded slightly, put away the Nightmare Dragon's horn and the Bodhi wood, turned around and walked back to his seat.
The storm was thus calmed down.
The transaction continued and ended after more than an hour.