Chapter 911 Black Domain Royal Family

Soon, Mr. Zhao finished counting the elixirs here.

And almost all the treasures here are in Lin Yuan's hands.

Lin Yuan counted the treasures in the storage ring. These were outside, and he could sell them for at least one million yuan.

"My little friend, why don't you come to my Wang's house and sit down, I'll give you the Yuan Stone as well."

Lin Yuan had thoughts in his eyes, and after a moment, he looked at Mr. Zhao and nodded.

A smile suddenly appeared on Mr. Zhao's face, and he quickly went to give instructions to his servants.

"I have lived here for almost a thousand years, and I have never seen the outside world."

Mr. Zhao walked to Lin Yuan's side, sighed, and then made a gesture of invitation.

When I arrived at the building of Jubao Pavilion, I saw a red flame horse, and next to it was the bald young man.

"Senior, please mount your horse." The bald young man said respectfully to Lin Yuan.

"This red flame horse has the strength of the Earth Martial Realm. It seems that this family has at least a strong man at the peak of the Tian Martial Realm." Lin Yuan thought secretly in his heart.

The bald young man looked at Lin Yuan without moving, coughed slightly and explained.

"This horse is my father's mount. After hearing that you were an alchemist, he immediately asked me to bring it to pick you up."

Lin Yuan nodded, but still did not mount his horse.

"I'm used to walking. Could you please lead the way?"

When the bald young man saw this, there was some hesitation in his eyes. "Senior, this..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Mr. Zhao's scolding. "My little friend has said it, why don't you hurry up and lead the way."

In the entire Black Territory, even a formation mage can be welcomed by any family head in person.

But now, the head of their Wang family came with only one horse.

Then he turned to look at Lin Yuan. "Since the little friend is willing to leave, I will take the little friend over."

After that, he made a gesture of invitation, then stood up and walked to the front to lead the way.

Lin Yuan followed Mr. Zhao slowly, looking around or buying something from time to time.

At Lin Yuan's current speed, it would probably take an hour to reach Wang's house.

Mr. Zhao, who was walking in front, had a look of helplessness on his face.

"How can I sell this stone?"

Lin Yuan, who was walking, suddenly stopped, turned to look at a stall, and asked the stall owner.

The vendor raised his head, his eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Lin Yuan, and he smiled. "Three hundred Lingyun coins."

"Lingyun coins?" Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this unfamiliar word.

But it soon occurred to me that this should be the currency of the Black Realm.

Mr. Zhao, who was in front, turned around when he heard the movement behind him and asked Lin Yuan.

"My little friend, do you like this purple spirit stone?"

"It's not that I like it, I just think this stone is special." Lin Yuan responded calmly.

Hearing this, Mr. Zhao explained.

"Although there are very few such things, they are of little real use. They are just to deceive those who have never seen them."

"Its real value is only a dozen Lingyun coins."

Hearing someone say this, the stall owner suddenly became angry. He finally met someone who was taken advantage of, and was actually disturbed.

He stood up and looked at Mr. Zhao arrogantly.

"Old man, who are you? You dare to disturb my voice."

When Mr. Zhao heard this, he was not angry and responded calmly: "Zhao Xuan."

The stall owner, who was rolling up his sleeves and about to prepare for a fight, felt a little familiar when he heard Zhao Xuan's name.

"Zhao Xuan, this name sounds familiar, right?"

Just as he was thinking, another stall owner next to him reminded him with a trembling voice.

"The eldest elder of the Wang family, I think his name is Zhao Xuan."

The stall owner, who was still arrogant, suddenly felt weak on his feet and collapsed on the ground, his eyes also lost sight.

He kept muttering in his mouth. "It's over, it's over, I'm dead."

Lin Yuan looked at the stall owner who was slumped on the ground, picked up the purple spirit stone and observed it before speaking.

"I don't have Lingyun coins, how about I exchange them with you for elixirs."

The stall owner's face was pale at this time, his lips were trembling, and his eyes revealed a look of death.

Lin Yuan looked at him without answering and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Then he took out an eighth-grade elixir and threw it to the stall owner. After putting the purple spirit stone into the storage ring, he left here.

The stall owner hadn't come to his senses yet, but the others were staring straight at the eighth-grade elixir.

In this place where elixirs are scarce, a single elixir can make a person fight to the death.

Nowadays, with eyes like this, how could they not be greedy?

Seeing that stall owner An still didn't move, the others couldn't bear it anymore and rushed toward the pill like hungry wolves.

"This elixir is mine."

There was a sudden bustle here.

Not knowing what was going on, he watched quietly, but the warrior who knew there was a pill inside immediately joined the battle.

As for Lin Yuan, no one went to see him.

After walking for a while, Lin Yuan also obtained other good things, which were not available in Shenlu.

"My little friend, we're here."

Mr. Zhao pointed to Lin Yuan's palace in front and said.

At the gate of the palace, someone had already come to greet him.

Lin Yuan nodded and walked towards Lin Yuan.

Under the leadership of his servant, Lin Yuan quickly arrived at the Wang family hall.

At the main seat, there was a middle-aged man sitting on a chair. Looking carefully, he looked somewhat similar to the bald young man Lin Yuan met before.

However, the eyes are even more majestic.

And he exuded the aura of the Divine Martial Realm, which gave Lin Yuan a new understanding of this place.

"Are you the alchemist?"

Wang Tailing's eagle-like sharp eyes scanned Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan pulled out a chair, sat down directly, and looked at Wang Tailing.

Wang Tailing looked at Lin Yuan's arrogant look, without any anger, and smiled.

"How courageous."

As an alchemist, he must be arrogant.

"I wonder what rank of alchemist you are."

Lin Yuan answered casually: "Not high, only tenth rank."

Wang Tailing stood up from the chair in an instant, with disbelief in his eyes.

"Are you really a tenth rank alchemist?"