"Hmm!"

Han Chen nodded, then pushed open the wooden door of the cubicle and walked in.

The cubicle is not large, but it is spacious, with only a table and two chairs. The two chairs were placed next to each other, and at this time, on the chair opposite Han Chen, an old man was sitting.

The old man was dressed in a gray robe, his figure was slightly thin, but his complexion was excellent, extremely ruddy, although his long hair was snow-white, but it was extremely bright, and his eyes were very bright, without the slightest sense of cloudiness that an old man should have.

"Young Master Han Chen, please take a seat!" the old man smiled at Han Chen and raised his hand.

Hearing the other party call out his name, Han Chen was not surprised. After all, in the past few days, I have been in the limelight.

first was born in the Purple Cloud Domain, and then rushed all the way to the finals as the youngest martial artist, and finally defeated Nangong Xingchen and won a top ten place.

Now in the entire Troubled Wind City, I'm afraid there are really few people who don't know themselves, after all, for the final top ten candidates, all the martial artists are still very concerned, and their appearance is naturally no exception.

And he didn't hide his appearance this time, and it was normal for him to be recognized.

"Is the senior the one who is responsible for appraising the treasures for me?" Han Chen sat down on the chair, raised his hand to take the fragrant tea handed over by the old man, and asked.

Although this old man looked like he was just an ordinary old man, and there was not the slightest breath on his body, Han Chen felt a faint sense of oppression and danger from the latter!

This couldn't help but make his heart feel a pang, with his current strength. can still oppress him, and make him feel even more dangerous, this strength, even if he is not a sword king powerhouse in the eight- or nine-star realm, I am afraid it is not far away.

"Compared with you geniuses, this senior, I don't dare to be. The old man shook his head and smiled, and said, "The old man is a deacon of the outer gate of the God Refining Sect, you can call me an old man!"

"Without further ado, Prince Han Chen has come to sell the treasure. But I don't know what a treasure it is!"

"It's not a treasure. It's just some demon cores!" Han Chen shook his head and said.

"Demon core?" Hearing Han Chen's words, a trace of disappointment flashed in Feng Lao's eyes.

In his mind, a genius like Han Chen. There will be a few decent treasures on the body. If it can be acquired. That's good, too. It's just that he didn't expect that what Han Chen was going to sell was a magic core.

To be honest, for the God Refining Sect. Unless it is a fourth-order or higher demon core, it has no value at all.

"What's the matter?, is there a problem?" The disappointment in the other party's eyes, Han Chen naturally noticed it, but he didn't break it.

Feng Lao shook his head and smiled, he understood what Han Chen meant, but he didn't care, dusted off his sleeve robe, and said, "I don't know what grade the demon core you want to sell is, and what is the quantity?"

With Han Chen's strength, the demon core he possessed should be about the fourth order, and as for the number, there should be one or two hundred, if it is too little, it is a bit too much.

While Feng Lao was thinking about it, Han Chen didn't answer immediately, but asked rhetorically, "I don't know the price of each grade of this demon core, what is it?"

After a pause, Han Chen added, "I'm talking about the calculation based on the spirit core!"

"Five first-order demon cores are worth one low-grade spirit core. Two second-order demon cores are worth one low-grade spirit core. A third-order demon core is worth a hundred low-grade spirit cores. A fourth-order demon core is worth two hundred medium-grade spirit cores. A fifth-order demon core is worth 10,000 top-grade spirit cores, a sixth-order magic core is worth 200,000 high-grade spirit cores, and as for a seventh-order demon core, it is worth five million high-grade spirit cores, and as for the eighth-order demon core, it is all I have in my Refining God Sect, and I can't afford to buy it."

Speaking of this, Feng Lao stopped, raised his eyes at the teacup on the table, took a sip, moistened his throat, and looked at Han Chen: "I don't know what grade of magic core you need to sell, Young Master Han Chen?"

After listening to Feng Lao's narration, Han Chen also had a little more understanding in his heart, and of course he couldn't help but be surprised, surprised by the difference in the value of this demon core.

The first to third order demon cores, you don't need to look at them, the price is based on the lower grade spirit core, which is really wasteful. The fourth-order demon core has been improved a lot, but it is still only a medium-grade spirit core, and for Han Chen, it is not very attractive, and what is really amazing is the fifth-order and above demon core.

With each level, the value can be doubled by thousands, which is really scary enough.

"Let's have it all!" Han Chen sank his mind into the empty ring, slightly checked the number of demon cores he had, groaned slightly, and said.

Hearing Han Chen's words, Feng Lao was stunned for a moment, what does this mean.

Without waiting for him to react, Han Chen flicked his fingers, took out five empty rings from the empty rings, and handed them over.

"Please take a look at how much these magic cores are worth.

Looking at the five empty rings on the table, Feng Lao swallowed slightly, and a thought appeared in his heart.

Could it be that in these five empty rings, the demon cores stored in the first to fifth orders are stored?

Probably not

Shaking his head, instead of thinking about it, it is better to check it directly and see if it is real.

Then he picked up the first empty ring on the left, and his mind sank into it, "Hmm, such a large storage space, it's actually a medium-grade empty ring!"

And the next moment, when his mind swept around, he was stunned.

"It's all first-order demon cores?"

In his mind, all the storage space in this empty ring was a first-order demon core, and there were more than 50,000 of them.

Although this Feng Lao has a wide range of knowledge, and there are a lot of treasures that have been evaluated, so many demon cores, even though they are only first-order demon cores, also shocked him.

After a few breaths, he came to his senses, without scrupling about Han Chen, his mind withdrew, and he directly picked up the second empty ring, and his mind sank into it.

Naturally, what was contained in this empty ring was a second-grade demon core, which was full, and there were as many as thirty or forty thousand.

Immediately after, the third empty ring, the third-order demon core, was more than fourteen thousand.

Immediately after that, the fourth empty ring. Fourth-order magic cores, more than 8,000.

His mind withdrew, and Feng Lao felt that his breathing had become a little short.

Although in his eyes, the magic core is not a precious thing, but even if it is not precious, once it reaches a certain amount, it will become extremely precious.

This is the case with the magic cores of these four empty rings.

Feng Lao raised his hand and stretched out his hand to the fifth empty ring, and he felt his palms tremble slightly.

Pick up the empty ring, and the mind goes directly into it. Sweep in it. The results disappointed him a bit.

What is stored in the storage space of the empty ring is indeed a fifth-order demon core, but this number is compared to the previous four empty rings. But it's too little, too much.

There are only fifty of them.

But this old man is also very human. Soon recovered. The fifth-order demonic beast is comparable to the powerhouse of the Sword King Realm. It is extremely difficult to hunt, and there are even fewer people who can get the magic core. Now there are fifty, which is not a few, how can you be insatiable!

"Young Master Han Chen, the weight of your treasure is not light!" put down the empty ring, Feng Lao said with a wry smile.

"If the portion is light, Han Chen won't dare to come to bother the Divine Treasure Pavilion!" Han Chen picked up the teacup, took a sip of it, and said with a smile.

Regarding Feng Lao's reaction, Han Chen was not surprised. In fact, yesterday when he was sorting out the demon cores in the empty ring, he himself was taken aback by the fact that there were so many demon cores.

These demon cores were all obtained by him after two years of training, after killing the martial artist, he collected the other party's empty ring. There are warriors who are killed when they are in the 100,000 mountains, and there are also warriors who are killed when they are in the secret realm of the Red Desolation, and there are quite a few of them.

It's just that he didn't expect that the number of this magic core was even more.

Among the demon cores sold this time, the first- to fourth-order demon cores, except for some third- and fourth-order demon cores, which he left behind, which were ready to be used in the cultivation of alchemy and refining weapons in the future, he took out all the others.

As for the fifth-order demon core, he took a small half, after all, the fifth-order demon core was already precious, whether it was alchemy or refining, it was extremely applicable, and Han Chen naturally wouldn't sell it all in one go.

In addition to these fifty, there were more than one hundred and twenty in his empty rings. These are also obtained from the empty rings of those warriors.

"I don't know if Gongzi Han Chen, do you want to exchange it for gold or spirit core?" Feng Lao took a light breath and said.

"Spirit core!" Han Chen raised his eyelids and said, "I don't know if Feng Lao can accept it?"

The number of these magic cores is so large, if you trade spirit cores, this number is not a small number.

"Hahaha, since my Divine Treasure Pavilion dares to open the door to do business, there is nothing that I can't accept!" Hearing Han Chen's words, Elder Feng laughed.

"First-order magic cores, a total of fifty-five thousand, five for one lower-grade spirit core, a total of eleven lower-grade spirit cores. ”

"Second-order demon cores, a total of 47,000 pieces, two of them are exchanged for one lower grade spirit core, a total of 23,500 lower grade spirit cores. ”

"Third-order demon cores, a total of fourteen thousand, one for one hundred lower-grade spirit cores, a total of one million low-grade spirit cores!"

"Fourth-order demon cores, a total of eight thousand three hundred, one for two hundred medium-grade spirit cores, a total of one million six hundred medium-grade spirit cores!"

Speaking of this, Feng Lao's voice also trembled slightly, there are so many spirit cores, but these days, the number of transactions is the most amazing.

However, the benefits are also extremely substantial.

Compared to Feng Lao, Han Chen's reaction at this time was not much better, although his heart had already been trained to be extremely tenacious, but now he couldn't help but have a rapid heartbeat and shortness of breath.

After all, this is not an ordinary golden wealth, but a spirit core, an astonishing number of spirit cores.

"Fourth-order demon cores, a total of fifty, one with 10,000 top-grade spirit cores, a total of 500,000 top-grade spirit cores!"

The voice fell, and Feng Lao flicked his fingers, and handed three empty rings from the empty ring to Han Chen.

"Young Master Han Chen, the spirit cores are all in it, you can count it!"

Han Chen was also not polite, and sank his mind into it, the three empty rings were all top-grade empty rings, and the storage space was huge, but Rao was like this, and he was also full of spiritual cores.

After a long time, Han Chen fully confirmed all the spirit core numbers.

At this time, Han Chen's net worth was even stronger than that of the eighth-grade top-grade sect, even if it was compared to the seventh-grade sect, it was not much better than the seventh-grade sect. (To be continued......)