The wandering cultivators in the nearby square heard the huge commotion and gathered around, pointing and whispering.
Ye Chong and the middle-aged man in blue robe looked unhappy, this market was a cash cow for their Bishui Sect, if a bad reputation spread, the business would certainly be affected. When they returned to the sect, the leader of Bishui Sect would never let them off easily.
"Haha, fellow Daoist, please don't misunderstand. This is a market, a place to buy and sell things. Let's settle it based on price. Stall owner, how much did your two spiritual materials sell for? I'll pay double, can you give them to us?" The man in green next to the white-robed girl chuckled, took a step forward, and spoke to the one-armed stall owner without looking at Shen Luo.
Shen Luo frowned when he saw this scene.
Although he has already paid the fairy jade, if the stall owner goes back on his word, the other party will take the opportunity to cause trouble, which will be quite troublesome.
"This... I'm sorry, I have already sold these two spiritual materials to this Taoist friend, and he has already paid the fairy jade. According to the rules of the market, the payment and goods are settled, and there is no regret. Those two things have nothing to do with me anymore." The one-armed stall owner hesitated for a moment and shook his head.
Upon hearing this, Shen Luo couldn't help but feel some respect for the one-armed stall owner.
However, when the man in green heard this, he frowned and turned to look at Shen Luo.
"My fellow Daoist, we two are disciples of Mount Putuo. These two materials are what Junior Sister Li must have. I will offer three times the price. How about you give these two materials to us?" said the man in green with a smile on his face.
“Disciples from Mount Putuo…” A low cry of surprise suddenly came from the crowd nearby.
The girl in white robe frowned slightly, as if she did not agree with what the man in green shirt had revealed about his master, but she did not say anything, her eyes fixed on the two spiritual materials in Shen Luo's hands.
The man in green was very satisfied with the reactions of the people around him, and there was a hint of condescension in his eyes when he looked at Shen Luo.
"Putuo Mountain!" Shen Luo narrowed his eyes.
Ever since Nie Caizhu was taken away by the woman in palace dress, he asked around about what Mount Putuo was, but unfortunately he got nothing. Later in his dream, he asked Bai Xiaoyun and finally figured out the origin of Mount Putuo.
Just as he had guessed before, Mount Putuo is the dojo of the Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara of the South China Sea. Not only that, it is also an extremely large sect. Some people follow the teachings of Avalokitesvara, practice the art of purifying the mind and calming the nature, and are proficient in the five elements spells.
Whether in terms of reputation, influence, or strength, Putuo Mountain is not inferior to Huasheng Temple.
Although Mount Putuo is also a famous and upright sect, Shen Luo does not have a very good impression of Mount Putuo, perhaps because the woman in palace dress took Nie Caizhu away without any room for negotiation.
"I'm sorry, these two spiritual materials are what I have been looking for for a long time, and I have no intention of selling them." Shen Luo smiled and refused.
"You'd better be sensible and not risk your life for two pieces of materials." The man in green shirt froze, got angry, and said sinisterly.
Mount Putuo has a high status and is admired by everyone in the world. He has always been proud of this. When he walks outside, no matter who he faces, as long as he announces the name of his master, the other party will become respectful. He didn't expect that today he would be ignored by a person who looked like a casual cultivator, and he couldn't help but be furious.