As expected of the Demon Lord, even when he saw what he urgently needed, he still looked calm and self-possessed.

"Can you show it to me?" he even asked politely.

This actually made Jin Baiyu feel much more relaxed, and she also felt a little better about him.

She took out the requiem chalcedony, thinking of using it in exchange for safety, but she didn't expect that the former chief relative had no intention of taking it away.

With his attitude, Jin Baiyu's attitude naturally became more relaxed.

"Look," Jin Baiyu handed him the requiem chalcedony, "this thing is in the same place as the Yin Fire. I thought it might be a treasure, so I brought it out."

On the one hand, it means that he does not know what the requiem chalcedony is.

On the other hand, it was also used to tell Yuan Changqi that this thing was the only one.

As soon as he bought the requiem chalcedony, Yuan Changqi felt a gentle and mellow soothing breath.

Without any testing, he knew that this must be the requiem chalcedony.

No one in the world of cultivation knows that the Demon Lord was born without a spiritual soul, which is why Yuan Changqi has so many fatal flaws - for example, even if he has cultivated to one of the top levels in the world of cultivation, he is still afraid of cold.

Another example is a person who suffers from splitting headaches all year round. When the headache symptoms are mild, it may just mean that he is angry and unable to sleep; when the headache is severe, it may even affect his vision, making him unable to see people clearly.

There are also other problems caused by these pains, including the above.

As a result, the accumulation of emotions over hundreds of years has forcibly sharpened Yuan Changqi's temper to such an extent that his emotions suddenly changed and could be called a lunatic.

The righteous people in the world of cultivation have always been at odds with demonic cultivators, and many have heard of his snake-spirited temperament. However, no one has ever thought about his lack of soul, so no one has taken advantage of this weakness to fight against him.

Without him, if the lack of soul were placed on a normal person, it would be difficult to even practice cultivation.

Even if you can barely cultivate, you won't be able to cultivate the golden elixir at the highest level.

Yuan Changqi is the only one who has cultivated to the point of becoming a god for thousands of years.

As we all know, requiem jade has the effect of soothing the soul, and requiem chalcedony is even better. Although these are difficult, it is not impossible for Yuan Changqi to obtain them.

But in his case, only chalcedony that is more than thousands of years old is effective for him.

And what Jin Baiyu gave him, without any judgment, Yuan Changqi knew that it was definitely over tens of thousands of years old!

Hiding a trace of excitement in his heart, Yuan Changqi handed the chalcedony back to Jin Baiyu, and then said calmly with her surprised expression: "I want to buy this piece of requiem chalcedony from you, please give me a price.

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The inexplicable emotion in Jin Baiyu's heart became even stronger.

...Dear, are you addicted to role-playing and have forgotten your identity?

You are the Demon Lord, the Demon Lord! The boss of the villainous demon cultivators!

How can you act more upright than those so-called upright and upright people in the world of cultivation!

The corner of her mouth twitched, and Jin Baiyu said generously for the first time: "No, this thing is of no use to me, so I'll give it to you. And if you don't tell me what it is, I won't even know -

—You can lie to me and say it’s useless and take it away.”

The original commander, Qi Fengrui, lowered his sharp eyebrows and showed a bit of disdain in his dark eyes.

He said arrogantly: "What my former elder relative wants doesn't require those despicable means. You can get whatever you want in exchange for it, just say so."

Jin Baiyu looked at him silently for a while and kindly reminded: "If I remember correctly, when you came to pretend to be my fiancé, you said you were a poor and miserable scholar."

This is too careless!

Yuan Changqi raised the corner of his mouth and sneered: "You said I came here to pretend to be your fiancé, how could my identity be true?"

"Then what is your identity?" Jin Baiyu asked in response, "From the tone of your words, I guess you are not an unknown person in the world of cultivation."

Yuan Chang Qi paused.

Jin Baiyu said with a simple face: "Look, you already know my identity, and you also know that I pretended to be pitiful to punish the scumbag. If I didn't know your identity, wouldn't it be unfair?"

"If I tell you my identity, will you sell me this requiem chalcedony?"

Jin Baiyu originally planned to give this chalcedony for free, so it was not a loss to use it to get one of the Demon Lord's vests.

She nodded.

"You should have heard of Tianjin Tower, right?" Yuan Changqi said confidently. Almost no one in the entire cultivation world knows about Tianjin Tower, so before Jin Baiyu could answer the question, he continued, "I am Tianjin Tower."

The owner of the building."

He stood with his hands behind his hands, and the warm wind blew by, picking up a strand of his hair.

What's more, it's free and romantic.

High-spirited.

Full of arousal.

Jin Baiyu said sincerely: "You are actually the owner of Tianjin Building, how awesome!"

Then he poked at the system in the sea of ​​consciousness: 'Chacha, what the hell is Tianjin Tower? Why does it sound familiar?'

Chacha, who was admiring the beauty's grace, was agitated when he was poked. He took a sip of saliva and replied nonchalantly: 'Of course you are familiar with it. The best-selling books about your bloody love affairs will be owned by Tianjin Tower.'

Jin Baiyu: "..."

If she hadn't stiffened her expression when dealing with Yuan Changqi, she might have spit out a mouthful of blood at this moment.

Storybook?

Those sadomasochism story books that made her, a person who read all kinds of brainless white articles on the Internet, almost have high blood pressure, were actually produced by Mozun??!

Chacha continued to tease her.

"Furthermore, according to my observation...the so-called substitute biography written by Ping Tianzhi himself is the material provided by the Demon Lord himself."

Jin Baiyu: “…………”

Is this the rumored Demon Lord who is aloof and murderous, making the entire world of cultivation fearful?

sorry.

Her layout is still too small.

Due to excessive shock and fragmentation, Jin Baiyu's entire expression fell into a trance-like state.

It happened to echo the expected reaction of Yuan Changqi when he revealed his identity.

He raised the corners of his lips with satisfaction: On the surface, Tianjin Tower is the largest and most top-notch place for buying and selling news in the entire cultivation world.

It is said that even if you go to the ends of the world, there is no news that you cannot buy from them.

No one knows about Tianjie Tower, and everyone is talking about the person behind Tianjie Tower, guessing which big shot in the righteous way he might be, who knows so many inside stories.

——Of course, Tianjin Tower also has other small businesses in private, such as making storybooks, but this kind of business is done through library channels by changing names.

The master of the peak should not know.

"How about it, now you understand, no matter what you want, I can give it to you."

Yuan Chang Qi said.
Chapter completed!