Chen Lei smiled and talked about other things, but he didn't mention the origin of the stone bead. Chu Bichan was so angry that her teeth were itching. Unfortunately, Chen Lei's mouth was like blocked by molten iron, and she couldn't get a word out of him.
Finally, Chu Bichan had no choice but to give up, but that sharp look made Chen Lei feel uneasy.
Although Chu Bichan was extremely angry, Chen Lei could not reveal the origin of the stone bead because the origin of the stone bead was too shocking. It was a rare treasure, the Thunder Spirit Bead, that was rarely seen in tens of thousands of years.
However, this Thunder Spirit Pearl is in a sealed state. Once it is unsealed, it will shine with peerless light and exert unparalleled power. This Thunder Spirit Pearl can be said to be comparable to the Thunder Pool he got from Xuan Lei Peak. This Thunder Spirit Pearl can definitely be cultivated as his natal treasure.
Therefore, no matter how Chu Bichan asked, Chen Lei did not mention a word about the origin of the pearl. It was really too important.
With the harvest of this Thunder Spirit Pearl, in fact, even if he gained nothing in the Qi Tian Secret Realm, Chen Lei would not have any complaints.
"snort!"
In the end, Chu Bichan, who had gained nothing, snorted coldly, ignored Chen Lei, walked to a stall angrily, picked up a gray wooden hairpin, and played with it over and over in her hands, but her eyes kept glaring at Chen Lei beside her.
Chen Lei waved his hands, knowing that Chu Bichan was angry, but no matter what, he would never reveal the matter of the Thunder Spirit Pearl.
"Miss, do you want this hairpin or not?"
The boss at the side asked Chu Bichan cautiously.
"Yes, of course you don't want it? How much is this hairpin?"
Chu Bichan was in a bad mood. When she saw her boss asking the question, she became even more unhappy and spoke angrily.
"This hairpin needs to be exchanged for rare materials and other items. For example, taking blood-veined iron as an example, at least ten kilograms of blood-veined iron is needed."
The shop owner said cautiously.
"What? Ten kilograms of blood-marked iron? Why don't you just go and rob it!"
Chu Bichan said loudly after hearing the shop owner's offer.
One pound of blood-veined iron is worth ten thousand low-grade Yuan crystal stones, and ten pounds of blood-veined iron is worth one hundred thousand low-grade Yuan crystal stones. Although Chu Bichan is a disciple of Juntian Holy Land, she is reluctant to take out one hundred thousand low-grade Yuan crystal stones to buy such a gray and ugly wooden hairpin.
"Miss, it's not that I'm asking for a high price, but this hairpin is really worth the price. This hairpin is called the Flying Phoenix Hairpin. I can demonstrate it to you."
After saying that, the shop owner carefully poured a trace of vitality into the Feifeng hairpin.
Suddenly, this gray hairpin became different, gradually becoming as red as jade, and wisps of crystal light rose from the Feifeng hairpin. In a blink of an eye, the whole hairpin became fiery red and crystal clear.
Then, a huge phoenix bird rushed out from the Flying Phoenix Hairpin, and turned into a size of several dozen feet. It circled and danced above everyone's heads, making clear and melodious sounds and sprinkling light rain, which looked amazing.
"Um?"
Chen Lei was attracted by the strange vision emitted by the Feifeng hairpin. He fixed his eyes on it and immediately felt its extraordinaryness.
Chen Lei walked a few steps to Chu Bichan's side, took the Feifeng hairpin in his hand, and a trace of spiritual power quietly penetrated into the Feifeng hairpin.