Chapter 4207: The sky-high asking price

Soon, the group of people arrived at the fifth floor of the Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion. What they saw were cages made of black obsidian iron. Such cages were extremely strong, and even those in the realm of supernatural power could not even think of destroying them easily.

And in these cages, there are extraordinary, mighty and domineering beasts and ferocious beasts.

Several of the birds met Ye Feng's requirements, including a golden eagle with a wingspan of twenty meters and a body as big as a small mountain.

But for Ye Feng, he had no time to pay attention to these birds. All his attention was attracted by the cages containing the demon clan. In one of the cages, the demon clan he was most worried about and most familiar with was imprisoned.

"Crow Spirit!"

Ye Feng's heart trembled, and he clenched his hands into fists. His nails pierced into his flesh due to too much force, but he didn't feel anything at all. He just stared at Crow Spirit.

I saw the crow spirit in the cage, its clothes were torn, covered in blood, and its unusually pale face was bowed down, looking as if it had passed out.

But Ye Feng could tell that Crow Spirit was not in a coma, but was injured too seriously and was too weak, and was already in a dying state, that's why he looked like this.

"Is this how your Ten Thousand Beast Pavilion treats its goods? It's almost dead, so you don't care."

Ye Feng pointed at the crow spirit in the cage, suppressed his emotions, and asked the service staff pretending to be indifferent.

"Um... Young Master, you don't know something. This monster tribe has a very stubborn temper. My steward of the Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion gave her the magical elixir many times, but she refused to take it. There was nothing the steward could do, so that's what happened."

The service staff quickly explained.

Hearing this, Ye Feng's eyes moved away from Crow Ling. He was too concerned about Crow Ling before, so he didn't take a closer look at the other demon clan next to him. Now he also found clues. Although the other demon clan's faces were not good-looking, But fortunately, they are all alive and well, only Ya Ling is dying.

"Damn it!"

Ye Feng secretly resented that the Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion had captured the crow spirit and kept it in a cage for sale. He really wanted to tear down the Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion.

But rescuing the crow spirit was the most important thing at the moment. Ye Feng knew the priorities, so he could only temporarily suppress his anger and turned to look at the service staff.

"This demon clan is pretty good. If you can't let her live, it would be a waste of nature."

Ye Feng said with a look of disdain: "Sell it to me cheaper. I have a way to make her live for me willingly."

"Young master is really extraordinary."

Without saying a word, the service staff flattered her first, and then continued: "But sir, this demon is the most beautiful in this batch. Although she looks a little miserable, as long as she is willing to take medicine to survive, It will take just a few days to recover.”

"To be honest, our manager has already planned to force-feed her medicine, so the price... I can't make the final decision."

"Since you can't be the master, I'll ask you to take charge!"

Ye Feng's eyes turned cold. He was in a hurry to save Crow Spirit, but the service staff was still whining here, making him want to slap him away.

Seeing Ye Feng's anger, the service staff did not dare to delay. They quickly agreed a few times, took out the communication stone, walked aside and started to contact the steward.

At this moment, the Crow Spirit, who was extremely weak in the cage and almost unconscious, suddenly trembled. She seemed to hear Ye Feng's voice in her daze.

"Am I hallucinating?"

Crow Spirit smiled bitterly and opened her eyes. She could feel that her vitality was dissipating rapidly, and her life was not long. But the moment she opened her eyes, she saw a familiar face, who was staring at her with a look of distress on his face. .

"Ye Feng? This illusion is so clear?"

Crow Ling was shocked. Before she could take a closer look, Ye Feng had already taken steps and came to Crow Ling in three steps.

"you……"

Crow Spirit was dumbfounded for a moment, and her already groggy mind became even more confused. She was speechless when she looked at Ye Feng, unable to tell whether this was an illusion or reality.

"Don't talk, act like you don't know me."

Ye Feng immediately sent a message to Crow Spirit and said seriously: "Leave everything to me, I will take you out of here!"

"good!"

Hearing the familiar voice in the sea of ​​consciousness, Crow Spirit suddenly woke up. She knew that this was not an illusion, but reality.

Crow Ling was naturally extremely excited to be able to see Ye Feng again, and there was also a chance to escape from the control of the prison and regain her freedom. Her original will to die suddenly dissipated, and instead she had a strong desire to live.

"Oh, this young master, I was neglectful. I didn't know that the young master was coming, so I couldn't take the initiative to entertain him. I'm really sorry."

A hearty voice came from the stairs. Ye Feng saw a rich, round-faced man running from upstairs. Before he got close, he apologized with a smile on his face.

"Sir, do you like this demon clan?"

This round-faced man was naturally in charge. When he came to Ye Feng, he pointed at the crow spirit in the cage and asked with a smile.

"That's right."

Ye Feng resisted the urge to slap the round-faced man to death and nodded calmly.

"This monster is almost dead. You can sell it to me cheaper and I will take it back and train it myself."

"Since the young master has said this, I will naturally give you face."

The steward had a hearty smile on his face, and without any hesitation, he agreed decisively.

Afterwards, the steward showed a troubled expression and said, "Young master, this demon tribe is indeed very beautiful and can be regarded as the best. Even if I have the right to a discount, I can't lower the price too much..."

"This amount is the biggest discount I can give you."

The steward stretched out five fingers and waved them in front of Ye Feng.

Seeing this, Ye Feng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, "Five hundred Qi and Blood Pills?"

Qi and blood pills are the common currency of martial arts practitioners, because as long as they are martial arts cultivators, they need to replenish their qi and blood, so the value of this item is very stable.

One Qi and Blood Pill is enough for an ordinary person to live normally for a year. Although the fat man asked for five hundred Qi and Blood Pills, although it was a lot, it was not expensive compared to a demon lady in the Qi Nourishing Realm. Even It can be said that the price is extremely low.

"No, no, no, Young Master misunderstood. It's five thousand Qi and Blood Pills, or fifty Qi and Blood Pills."

The steward grinned and said.

As soon as these words came out, not to mention Ye Feng, Xingfang Que and others, even the service staff of Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion widened their eyes. He never expected that the manager would dare to speak like this.

Five thousand Qi-blood pills can buy the life of a strong Qi-controlling person, and the price of fifty Qi-blood pills is even more extraordinary, although the normal exchange rate is one Qi-blood pill for one hundred Qi-blood Dan.

However, because the Qi and Blood Pills have extraordinary effects and are produced in small quantities, their value is higher. It often takes one hundred and twenty or thirty Qi and Blood Pills to exchange for one.

The steward asked for such a price, not to mention it was a discount, it was simply a grab!

"What do you mean, you're seeking death?"

Ye Feng looked at the steward with cold eyes and asked in a deep voice.