C8626 A Piece of Ninth Grade Black Stone
C8626 A Piece of Ninth Grade Black Stone
If he could get a few Ninth Grade blackstones from him, even if he was in a desolate place like this, he wouldn't have to worry about not having enough cultivation resources.
Everyone looked at Wang Bilan.
At the same time, some people also set their attention on the owner of the tavern.
After carefully sensing it, they realized that the owner of the tavern was not ordinary. His Martial Tao realm had actually reached the middle stage of the Divine Beast Realm.
So that's how it was...
Only then did the Martial Cultivators understand why the owner of the tavern dared to scam them. It turned out that he had enough strength.
It seemed that the young man in front of them would fall into the hands of the owner.
After drinking his wine, he could forget about leaving the tavern today.
No, as long as he revealed his wealth, the owner of the tavern would not let him out no matter if he drank or not.
Wang Bilan didn't know what the crowd was thinking, and he didn't care at all.
His attention was completely focused on the wine.
Wang Bilan took a sip and spat out the wine.
"Pei..." Wang Bilan looked at the owner of the tavern angrily, "This is the wine of a hundred Eighth Grade blackstones. It's not even worth a single piece of Fourth Grade blackstone!"
"Are you lying to me about the blackstone?"
Wang Bilan had actually noticed something was wrong a long time ago, but he still took a sip.
Not for anything else, but just for a good excuse to kill someone later.
It was not so easy to get his blackstone.
Of course, if the owner of the tavern really gave him a good wine that was worth a hundred Eighth Grade blackstones, then he would treat it as if nothing had happened.
Not only did he not kill the boss, but he even bought all the fine wine in the tavern.
Unfortunately, the tavern owner was obsessed with profit and wanted to trick him.
He really didn't know what he was doing.
Wang Bilan wanted to laugh. His enemy was Qin Ming, the strongest person in the Supreme World.
He had never thought highly of anyone else in the Supreme World.
His goal was to rule all the worlds and become the patriarch of the Poison Demon Clan, or even break through to the Supreme Realm.
How could someone with such a goal place his eyes on ordinary Martial Cultivators?
In his eyes, these ordinary Martial Cultivators were just ants.
Now, an ant actually wanted to bite him.
Wang Bilan felt that it was very funny.
Since when did an insignificant ant dare to scheme against him?
"If you are willing to buy, I am willing to sell. How can I lie to you about the blackstone?" The tavern owner smiled and took another jar of "beautiful wine" from the cabinet and placed it in front of Wang Bilan.
"The two jars of fine wine you want, one jar for each Ninth Grade blackstone," the tavern owner said as he extended his hand to ask Wang Bilan for the blackstone.
"I don't want it." Wang Bilan shook his head. "Your wine is not worth a Ninth Grade blackstone. I only took a sip of it and returned my blackstone to you."
"You don't want it?" The tavern owner's face instantly changed. "I don't want your wine. If you don't want it, then don't want it."
"You have already reserved two jars of wine. You have already tasted one jar. How can I sell it to other customers if you dirty it?"
"Even if you don't want it today, you still have to take it. If you can't take out a piece of Ninth Grade Black Stone, then don't even think about leaving the tavern."
The owner released his aura as a Mid-stage Divine Beast Realm expert.
Some of the Martial Cultivators who didn't see through the owner's true strength were so scared that they didn't dare to move.
They didn't expect that such a poor place would actually have such a strong expert.
Although the Poison Demon Family had invaded, and there were experts outside who had escaped here, it was obvious that the owner of the tavern had already been here for a very long time.
A Mid-stage Divine Beast Realm expert, even in a bustling place, had a very high status.