Chapter 260 (2/2)

However, when Fang Xingjian heard the offered price, he frowned slightly and said, “It’s too little.”

“Too little?” When Zhou Xingwen heard the offer of 300,000 gold back then, he had been dumbfounded and his eyes had glimmered. 300,000 gold was enough for the purchase of a Divine Weapon which was level 25 or higher. Even if it were used to purchase heavenly and earthly treasures, it would push an ordinary person’s attributes to Knight-level.

Or if it were spent on the Conferred Knight’s training, the gold could also last for several years.

Yet, to think that Fang Xingjian had found it to be too little. Zhou Xingwen immediately tried to persuade Fang Xingjian, “300,000 is really not little. Xingjian, wasn’t your sword destroyed during the arena battle? 300,000 gold is enough to get you a level 26 or 27 Superior Divine Weapon.”

Seeing that Fang Xingjian was still shaking his head, Zhou Xingwen could not hold it in and said, “400,000…” Then when he saw Fang Xingjian turn to leave, he immediately shouted, “500,000. 500,000 gold!”

As though he had unleashed an ultimate attack, Zhou Xingwen, who had just shouted out the price of 500,000 gold, looked at Fang Xingjian and said breathlessly, “This is the highest price Brother Tiangang can offer. Xingjian, don’t go too far. 500,000 is enough to get you a top quality Superior Divine Weapon or push up your attributes by tens of points!”

However, Zhou Xingwen was once again met with great disappointment. Fang Xingjian shook his head and headed for his villa. “It’s a fixed price of one million gold. Tell Wang Tiangang, if he can’t afford so much, don’t come wasting my time.”

“One million?” Hearing this number, Zhou Xingwen almost spat out a mouthful of blood. How much was one million gold? There would probably not be more than five people in the entire Great Western City who would be able to bring out so much. Moreover, those people would definitely be second transition level 29 experts or high level aristocrats who had saved up for up to a hundred years. Only these people would be able to accumulate such a walloping sum of wealth.

To Zhou Xingwen, Fang Xingjian was simply demanding an exorbitant and preposterous price.

He could not hold it in and shouted, “Xingjian, it’s impossible for you to be able to sell it out at this price. Do you want this piece of Sacred Land to rot in your hands? It’s impossible for a novice like you to be able to train for too long in the Sacred Land with one hundred times the density.

“Rather than leaving it to rot, you might as well use it to exchange for more resources. And I believe that other than Brother Tiangang, no one else would be able to offer a higher price than 500,000 gold.”

Fang Xingjian ignored Zhou Xingwen’s nagging and went back to his room. He needed to find some food. After not having eaten for ten days, his stomach and intestines were now all shrivelled and squashed together.

Seeing Fang Xingjian’s backview slowly disappear through the front door, a hint of fury flashed in Zhou Xingwen’s eyes. Recalling how he had boasted to Wang Tiangang that he would definitely be able to get the job done, Zhou Xingwen just felt somewhat weak now.

‘This guy is really as unrestrained and just persistent in his own ways as the rumors say.

‘He really doesn’t know a thing about how to conduct himself in society.’

Thinking of this, Zhou Xingwen let out a long sigh and left with a feeling of fury. However, thinking of the amount of money he had paid in order to enter the Sacred Land, his face scrunched up painfully.

‘Damn you, Fang Xingjian. To think that you’re not even willing to let it go at 500,000 gold… Aren’t you afraid of taking too much of what you can’t handle?

‘You can just continue to guard over this Sacred Land. I’ll see how long you can hang on while having so much information gush into your brain everyday.’

He continued to imagine Fang Xingjian getting increasingly weaker. Then he thought of how he himself had a mental breakdown and insomnia for consecutive nights when he entered the Sacred Land with thirty-times the density. Zhou Xingwen secretly decided, ‘I’ll come look for him again next time. I don’t believe he can hang on for long. Maybe when I come the next time, he’ll be suffering from headaches and a swollen brain. There won’t be a need for 500,000 then.’

Fang Xingjian had not an inkling of the idea Zhou Xingwen was thinking of. Neither could he have realised that he had forced out a first generation Miracle World harassing-type intermediary just like that.

He was in the room, holding on to a big plate of food and eating non-stop while circulating his vital energy and blood, gradually recovering the vitality of his internal organs.