Chapter 270: Massive Purchase

"Rare metals, bought. Are there any other good things?" Chen Feng asked.

"Of course there are some, kid. It seems that you don't need to go anywhere else. You can break through the Golden Cave when you go back this time. Guess what I saw?" Ta said with a smile.

"Top-grade metal ore or golden demon core?" Chen Feng said as his eyes began to scan, and soon fixed his eyes on a stone box, because Chen Feng felt the faint and rich golden power from it.

"Yes, this stone box contains a golden demon core, and it is a demon core that has survived two thunder tribulations. This demon core alone is enough for you to open up the Golden Cave, but I'm not talking about this, but something else. The use of this thing is more precious than this demon core." Ta said with a smile.

"What is it?" Chen Feng's appetite was aroused.

"It's a piece of cold iron crystal marrow. Tsk tsk, kid, if you didn't need it, I would want to swallow it." Ta said with a smile.

"Cold iron crystal marrow, you mean this one." Chen Feng said as he picked up the black metal ore. It looked like a lump of iron at first glance, but it suddenly sank in his hand.

"It's so heavy. This piece is not even as big as a fist, but it weighs more than a thousand pounds. This is too exaggerated." Chen Feng said in surprise.

"This is the essence of cold iron. Naturally, it can't be the same weight as ordinary cold iron. This essence alone is enough to compare to a demon core that has survived five thunder tribulations. Boy, buy it quickly." Ta said with a smile.

"How much is this?" Chen Feng asked with a smile while holding the cold iron crystal marrow in his hand.

"Inner sect disciple?" The stall owner was a middle-aged cultivator with the cultivation level of the eighth level of the secret realm, but Chen Feng had already felt a faint breath of dusk from this person, and knew that this person's life was coming to an end. If he could not break through again in a short period of time to increase his life span, the result would be slow death from old age.

"True disciple." Chen Feng smiled. Seeing that the other party didn't believe him, he had to take out the token that symbolized the true disciple. However, he also felt a little emotional. This person couldn't even see his own soul fire. After all, he was a cultivator who condensed the Zhoutian force.

Seeing the token in Chen Feng's hand, the middle-aged cultivator's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, but it quickly disappeared.

"You want this piece of iron essence?" The middle-aged cultivator said lightly.

"Not bad, what's the price?" Chen Feng smiled.

"Since you are a true disciple, I will give you a preferential price, 10,000 magic crystals." The middle-aged cultivator's tone was still calm, but the expression on his face showed that he didn't believe Chen Feng would buy it.

"No problem, deal, and I want all these metal ores." Chen Feng smiled.

Hearing Chen Feng say that he wanted all of them, the middle-aged cultivator was even more surprised. He did have some precious metal ores on his stall, and he was reluctant to take them out. He had kept some of them to make a magic weapon, but as time went by, his cultivation had not been able to break through. Seeing that his life was about to end, he had no choice but to take out the precious ores on his body to exchange for some magic crystals for his own cultivation.

But he didn't expect that he didn't sell much in a few days, and the magic crystals he got were not enough for his own cultivation. What he didn't expect was that he actually met a big customer today, and this big customer was a small true disciple.

"Why, are you afraid that I don't have spirit stones?" Chen Feng smiled.

"Haha, that's not the case. If you want to buy metal ores, I still have some on me. I just don't know if you can eat them, little brother?" The middle-aged cultivator thought for a while and said.

"No matter how many rare ores you have, I can eat them." Chen Feng smiled and waved his hand, and 10,000 magic crystals were placed in front of the middle-aged cultivator.

"This is the price of this piece of iron essence." Chen Feng smiled and took the piece of cold iron crystal marrow. With this piece of cold iron crystal marrow, Chen Feng's gold cave can be opened up.

"Okay, since the little brother is straightforward, then I will be more straightforward, and I really need a lot of spiritual stones." The middle-aged monk said and took out some metal ores from the space bag.

Sure enough, these newly taken out metal ores are indeed much better than the ones on the stall, and some of them can be compared with the piece of cold iron crystal marrow.

"Daluo Jinjing, Tiehuansha, Five Elements Fine Gold, good things, good things, hahahaha, this piece of Five Elements Fine Gold is more suitable for you than the cold iron crystal marrow just now." The tower laughed in the Longevity Tower at this time.

"There are also ten thousand years of iron essence and Lei Zesha. Boy, buy all these things quickly. You don't need so much. I want to swallow all the others." The tower continued.

"Brother, in addition to the gold-attributed ores, I also need other good things." Chen Feng said with a smile. Seeing so many good things, Chen Feng thought to himself that this person should have other good things.

"Haha, it's funny, the most precious thing on me is these ores. Alas! If I hadn't suddenly become fascinated with mining, I wouldn't have wasted so much time, which made me unable to make further progress until now." The middle-aged man said with a gloomy face.

"Please name a price, brother." Chen Feng also saw that the middle-aged man in front of him was not in a good mood.

"Give a total of 100,000, 100,000 magic crystals will do." The middle-aged man took a long breath and said in a deep voice, looking at the ore in front of him with a look of reluctance.

"This is 200,000 magic crystals." Chen Feng directly took out twice as much.

"How can this be." The middle-aged cultivator refused.

"I know the price of these ores. If it's 100,000, it's really a loss for you. Besides, I don't lack these crystals, and I have a request." Chen Feng said with a smile.

"Please speak." The middle-aged cultivator looked a little solemn.

"I hope you can keep precious metal ores for me in the future." Chen Feng said.

"That's no problem. It's a pity that if I don't break through my cultivation, I'm afraid I won't have time to mine ores." The middle-aged man nodded and said.

"You are cunning. You can't buy these ores even with one million crystals, and you still look like a good person." Ta said with some contempt.

"Hey, what you said, isn't it that no one buys it?" Chen Feng retorted.

After saying goodbye to the middle-aged man, Chen Feng went to some other stalls and bought everything he liked. When Chen Feng walked to the demon core of the golden demon beast, Chen Feng had spent two million crystals.

"My brother, what's the price of the demon core in your box?" Chen Feng asked with a smile.

If Chen Feng had come to this stall to ask at the beginning, the other party would probably not bother to pay attention to Chen Feng at all, but now it is different. Chen Feng bought various ores in this exchange place and spent a lot of magic crystals. This situation has been seen by many people.

Now most people regard Chen Feng as a fat sheep with a background and a background.

"Are you sure you want this demon core? This is a gold demon core that has survived two thunder tribulations. As for the value, you should know it, and you don’t seem to need it, right?" The stall owner is a young man who looks a bit frivolous. He has the cultivation of the ninth level of the secret realm. In Chen Feng’s opinion, this person is not far from the heavenly realm. At least Chen Feng feels that he is much better than Sun Xuan.

"Yes, it will be useful if I buy it. Senior brother, please name a price." Chen Feng smiled. Although the things on Chen Feng are enough to open up the golden cave, Chen Feng is still unwilling to let go of such a good thing as a demon core, and the demon core of the gold attribute level is not common.

"One million magic crystals, no bargaining." The frivolous young cultivator stretched out a finger and said with a smile.

"No problem, deal, I want this demon core." Chen Feng said and handed the other party a space bag, which contained a full one million magic crystals.

The young monk took it and looked at it, then grabbed the stone box and stuffed it directly into Chen Feng's hand.

"I say Luo Bo, the boy you brought has a lot of spiritual stones, but why does he keep buying metal ores?" Someone asked Luo Bo curiously.

"Maybe he is making weapons." Luo Bo answered casually.

"Tsk, you are kidding, with so many magic crystals, you can buy any quality magic weapon."

"But I can't figure out why this boy bought that demon core. This kind of thing is just a decoration when you buy it back. We cultivators can't refine and absorb it, and I don't think this boy named Chen Feng looks like he can make pills."

"Wait, I want this demon core." At this time, a voice suddenly sounded, and the tone was very ostentatious, which immediately startled the surrounding cultivators.

"Hey, Luo Bo, you little brother is in trouble." Someone poked Luo Bo.

Chen Feng had just opened the stone box and hadn't put it away when he heard this provocative voice. He turned around and saw Zhao Quan leading a group of people striding over.

To be honest, Chen Feng didn't take Zhao Quan seriously at all. He was just a dandy who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun. However, what surprised Chen Feng was that the last time he saw Zhao Quan, he was only at the fourth level of the secret realm. Now he has reached the sixth level of the secret realm and has condensed the soul fire.

"Did this kid take a magical medicine that defies the heavens? But the soul fire thing probably can't be made by pills alone. It also requires a strong will." Chen Feng thought to himself.

"I want this demon core. Name a price." Zhao Quan had already come to Chen Feng at this time and stretched out his hand to grab the stone box in Chen Feng's hand.

Chen Feng shook his palm, and Zhao Quan grabbed nothing, so Zhao Quan continued to attack, and the claws in the sky covered the stone box in Chen Feng's hand.

Facing this kind of attack, Chen Feng's palms kept shaking, but his expression was very casual, and there was a hint of irony at the corner of his mouth, which showed that he didn't take Zhao Quan seriously at all.

Zhao Quan sent out hundreds of claw shadows in a row, but all of them fell into the air. Zhao Quan's face was extremely ugly. Originally, Zhao Quan wanted to find a place to show off his power after his cultivation skyrocketed. He happened to meet Chen Feng, a guy with whom he had a grudge, and Chen Feng was only at the fourth level of the secret realm, so Zhao Quan wanted to come over and teach Chen Feng a lesson.

Unexpectedly, the result was like this. Looking at the ironic smile on Chen Feng's face, Zhao Quan was so angry that he wanted to roar loudly.