It's so big, so beautiful, and it still exudes aura, and the spirit jade that was taken from the corpse of the disciple of the Imperial Ghost Sect is gone!

Wang Luo, who had an extra piece of paper in his hand, wanted to cry without tears, although he successfully confirmed to several monks the fact that he was connected to this maid and the identity of the master and servant.

However, several monks still extorted a few medium-grade spirit jades from him on the grounds that he was a servant girl's naturalization......

"Boy, isn't it just a few spirit jades?"

"How many are that?" Wang Luo was furious, he pointed his fingers, "That's three medium-grade spirit jades, if they are replaced by the lowest-grade spirit jade, that's three hundred!"

"You big sect monks, you just don't understand the hardships of us little people earning spiritual jade, do you know how many monks I fought with for a little spiritual jade?"

Ghost Ji looked at him with disdain, you are a disciple of the Wang family, you are from a big family of cultivators, and the pills distributed every month are enough for those scattered cultivators to work hard for a year, this is also a small person?

"Two low-grade magic weapons, as well as six hundred spirit jades, I will remember this account for you first, and remember to pay me back if you have ......money."

Wang Luo, who doubled his expenses without changing his face, and then counted it on his handmaiden's head, still did not change his face in the face of the disdainful gaze of the ghost queen.

The two looked at each other for more than ten seconds, and Ghost Ji finally couldn't help it, she sighed, and then threw out half a piece of dark green spirit jade, and said, "Forget it, I admit this account, there are three thousand four hundred spirit jade left, remember to pay ......me back in the future."

"Three thousand four hundred spirit jades, isn't it two thousand four hundred?"

"Can your subordinate magic weapon be sold for 1,000 yuan? Just that kind of goods, if you count 500, it's already a very good price!"

Ghost Ji frowned, she was from the underground market to identify all kinds of cultivation items, although the Moon Spirit Sword that Wang Luo "sent" out was still a good low-grade magic weapon, but it was worth this number at most.

However, this is not a soft use.

Onihime soon discovers that reasoning with a man with a thick skin like a city wall is completely useless, and most importantly, you are obviously stronger enough to press him to the floor and fan him, but you just can't beat him......

......

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Don't be slow, are you looking for death?"

"Where's the stuff, hurry up!"

......

Piles of storage bags full of them, as well as a team of monks bound by spiritual power, were escorted by the cultivators of the royal family and taken to the interior of the stone city.

In the face of the encirclement and suppression of the Wang family of the Xiuzhen clan, the disciples of the major forces in the underground market did not support it for too long, they were defeated, and then they were arrested.

Except for a few who escaped and resisted and were killed, the rest were basically brought here.

"All the materials for cultivating the truth will be taken to the people of the Affairs Pavilion to count!"

"Who's caught, bring them all!"

"A few of you, go and ask, if you can prove that you are a disciple of a great sect or a great clan, inform you to hand over a sum of spiritual jade, and let it go, and bring the rest to the martial arts arena. As soon as he retired from the battlefield, the Elder of the Battle Hall, who was temporarily in charge of the affairs, waved his hand, and then these captured monks, who were nearly a thousand people, were taken to an open place.

The battlehall elder with a murderous face looked at these dejected monks and smiled contentedly.

There are more than seven hundred qi realms and sixty or seventy Dao Ji, and with such combat power, as long as the arrangement is appropriate, it will soon be able to turn into a part of the power of the Wang family.

Although these could not make up for the losses caused by the destruction of the secret realm dungeon, they could also temporarily calm the hearts of the elders.

"Where's the stuff?"

One of the Dao Foundation Realm of the Battle Hall threw out a storage bag, and then, hundreds of service cards with thirty or fifty written on them flew out, and then quietly suspended in midair.

Then, again, this time, it was a sign with eighty years of service.

"One piece for each person, hurry up and attach the divine thoughts!"

"Those with one or two levels of qi will take thirty, and those with three levels of qi will take fifty. ”

"As for those in the Dao Foundation Realm, they all have to be eighty years!"

......

Looking at the service cards flying in the sky, the faces of the captured monks changed.

"My lord, down there is the ...... of Beicheng," a Dao Foundation Realm monk spoke, and before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the Battle Hall Elder.

"I don't care where you are. ”

"As long as it is not the disciples of the other three sects except for the Imperial Ghost Sect, the descendants or relatives of the predecessors of the Immortal Realm, as well as the thirty-four clansmen of the Xiuzhen family, no one is an exception!

"But I ......"

"Bang!" With a bang, this Dao Ji Realm was knocked out of the air, spitting blood from his mouth, and he was so seriously injured that he almost fainted.

"That's a lot of nonsense!" the Battle Hall Elder sneered, and then took out a black soul card from his storage bag, this soul card was a little different from the previous service card, because it didn't have any words on it.

"No! no, I'm willing to sign!" the Dao Ji Realm grimaced with a frightened expression, but it was too late, and the black soul card hit him like a cannonball, completely merging into his body......

All the captured monks present showed sad expressions, because they knew that the Dao Foundation Realm monks who had won this soul card would completely become puppets of the Wang family and would not be able to be freed for the rest of their lives.

"Who else?"

The Elder of the Battle Hall glanced indifferently at the rest of the group, and in the end, all the captured monks were forced to sign the service card.

On the other hand, the many disciples of the Wang family who were watching were also extremely excited, because, except for those Dao Foundation Realm and Qi Realm Triple Cultivators who would be taken away by the people of the Battle Hall, the remaining Qi Realm Tier 1 and Tier 2 could smoothly become the masters of these captured monks as long as they paid a sum of spirit jade to the family.

......

"See, I lost the previous deal!"

"If you don't talk about it, you have to serve for more than ten years......"

Among the onlookers, Wang Luo and his newly harvested maid were also in this category, looking at the majestic Zhantai elder over there, this young man regretted it, now it seems that it is a great loss to take such a big risk and only let the ghost queen be his maid for a year......

Perhaps, it should be stunned with the help of the power of the rune, and then forced to use the soul card to subdue it......

Ghost Ji looked at this scene, and she was secretly frightened in her heart.

After all, the number of years of service is different, and the master's authority over it is also different, like him, who only serves for one year, can still stand up to Wang Luo, but more than 20 years is no longer so lenient.

"Isn't the Wang family afraid of retaliation if they act like this?"

Onihime pondered for a moment, then thought of a rumor, and then, her face changed.

"Yuehime, did you hear that? I owe you your share of the spirit jade, even if it is to compensate me for my loss now......"

"Good...... Okay, huh?!"