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Chapter 2421 Three-Colored Ice Spirit Ginseng

Ye Bufan continued to walk forward with Ye Erlang, scanning Baili Hongjun's Storage Ring with his Divine Sense, and his eyebrows immediately raised, a surge of ecstasy filling his heart.

This guy was truly not just ordinarily rich; he was indeed the Crown Prince of the Holy Dragon Empire.

Perhaps he never expected to be robbed, so he put all his family's assets into the Storage Ring.

There were Spirit Stones like small mountains, as many as fifty to sixty million, and many other Spiritual Plants, Medicinal Pills, and other Cultivation resources.

“It seems I’ve made a huge profit today!”

Ye Bufan nodded with satisfaction, then put away the Storage Ring and continued to walk forward, slowly moving deeper into the center of the training ground.

“Come on, take a look, these are all truly rare and good items, the prices are absolutely fair…”

Not far in front of him, a bald man was constantly shouting.

Ye Bufan glanced at him, a smile involuntarily appearing on the corner of his mouth.

This guy had a bald head, a shoe-last-shaped face, small eyes like green beans, an inverted V-shaped eyebrow, and two small mustaches below, looking exactly like Baldy Qiang from “Boonie Bears” at a glance.

This guy didn’t look good, but his business was indeed doing well; a large stall in front of him was filled with all kinds of goods: various precious sabers and swords, Medicinal Pills, Spiritual Plants, everything imaginable.

His gaze swept over the stall little by little; although there were many items, none of them caught his eye.

Just as he was about to leave, his gaze suddenly stopped in a corner.

This was a ginseng, yet slightly different; it was interwoven with three colors: red, yellow, and blue, about the size of a human palm, and about the thickness of an egg.

He picked it up and examined it carefully, finding nine golden lines wrapped in circles at the root.

Seeing a customer, Baldy Qiang immediately stepped forward shrewdly and asked, “Distinguished guest, are you interested in this spiritual ginseng? This is a genuine Three-Colored Ice Spirit Ginseng.

Let me tell you, this thing is a proper Rank eight Spiritual Plant, absolutely High Grade, worth a fortune; I’m only selling it because I urgently need money, otherwise, I really wouldn’t part with it…”

This guy kept praising it, spitting as he spoke.

And just then, an Old Man in black walked over from the side, and looking at this Three-Colored Ice Spirit Ginseng, he couldn’t help but curl his lips.

“You call this High Grade? A real Three-Colored Ice Spirit Ginseng is over a foot long; how small is yours? It’s clearly a segment shorter.

This is underdeveloped, not old enough; it belongs to the Low Grade of Three-Colored Ice Spirit Ginseng, and you still have the nerve to say it’s worth a fortune.”

“I…”

Baldy Qiang’s expression froze from the retort, then he smiled again, “Old Man, you really are an expert; although mine is a bit small, it’s still genuine.

How about this, a normal Three-Colored Ice Spirit Ginseng costs two million High-Grade Spirit Stones, I’ll sell it for one million, what do you think?”

“I wouldn’t even want this kind of stuff for five hundred thousand!”

The Old Man stubbornly curled his lips, then turned and left.

“You…”

Baldy Qiang’s two small mustaches twitched with anger, but then he immediately looked at Ye Bufan with a smile.

“Young Master, don’t listen to that Old Man’s nonsense, mine is a genuine good ginseng…”

This guy originally wanted to persuade him further, but just as he spoke halfway, Ye Bufan directly said, “I’ll take it for one million.”

“Uh…” Baldy Qiang didn’t expect it to be so easy; he was stunned for a moment, then his shoe-last-shaped face smiled like a chrysanthemum, and he said fawningly, “Distinguished guest, you truly have good taste!

I guarantee you, buying this spiritual ginseng from me for one million is definitely a huge profit.”

Ye Bufan didn’t say much, directly pulled out a Storage Ring to prepare to pay, and just then, an exclamation sounded from beside him.

“Oh my goodness, it’s actually the Ginseng King of the Three-Colored Ice Spirit Ginseng!”

He looked back and saw Baili Hongjun standing behind him, accompanied by Nangong Du and Feng Wuhen, as well as six or seven Disciples of the Jijian Sect.

Baili Hongjun originally came to find trouble with Ye Bufan, but as soon as he arrived here, he immediately saw the Three-Colored Ice Spirit Ginseng, and his gaze seemed to be fixed, unwilling to move an inch.

Nangong Du glanced at Ye Bufan and his companion, completely disregarding them, and turned back to say, “Your Highness, what are you saying? Isn’t this just an ordinary Ice Spirit Ginseng?

And it looks so short, as if it’s not old enough; how could it be a Ginseng King?”

“This is where you don’t understand.”

Baili Hongjun stared intently at the Three-Colored Ice Spirit Ginseng, “This thing is different from other ordinary ginsengs; once it reaches a thousand years of age, it starts to grow smaller and smaller, and its essence becomes more and more concentrated.

It is precisely because of this that the Ginseng King of the Three-Colored Ice Spirit Ginseng is much smaller in volume than ordinary ones, and the smaller it is, the older it is.”

Nangong Du looked incredulous: “Is that true? This Ice Spirit Ginseng is so small, does that mean it’s already several thousand years old?”

As a Crown Prince specially cultivated by the imperial family, Baili Hongjun was naturally well-informed and had a much higher understanding than ordinary people.

“It’s simple to determine the age of a Three-Colored Ice Spirit Ginseng; a golden ring will grow at its root every thousand years.”

After he finished speaking, everyone’s eyes turned to the root of the ginseng.

“One, two, three…”

Counting to the end, Feng Wuhen was full of shock, “A total of nine golden rings, doesn’t that mean this ginseng is already nine thousand years old?”

After the two of them finished speaking, everyone around was stunned.

Including Baldy Qiang, whose two small eyes widened, almost popping out of their sockets; he never dreamed that he held a Ginseng King of the Three-Colored Ice Spirit Ginseng in his hand.

He was just an ordinary vendor and had no idea that the Three-Colored Ice Spirit Ginseng also had a Ginseng King.

After the shock, Nangong Du asked, “Your Highness, what Rank is this thing? How much is it worth?”

Baili Hongjun said, “An ordinary Three-Colored Ice Spirit Ginseng is a Rank eight Spiritual Plant, valued at over a million High-Grade Spirit Stones.

But if it reaches the level of a Ginseng King, it immediately becomes a Rank nine Spiritual Plant, and now, being a nine-thousand-year-old Rank nine Spiritual Plant, it’s worth at least ten million or even more.

The most crucial thing is that this item cannot be bought even with money.”

At this point, he looked at Baldy Qiang: “I want this Ice Spirit Ginseng of yours, ten million High-Grade Spirit Stones.”

“Really?”

Happiness came too suddenly; Baldy Qiang was almost in disbelief, and after regaining his senses, he snatched back the Three-Colored Ice Spirit Ginseng.

“I’m not selling it, I’m not selling it!”

Ye Bufan rubbed his nose; with his expertise, he had naturally recognized this as a Ginseng King of the Three-Colored Ice Spirit Ginseng long ago, and just as the treasure was about to be in his hands, he didn't expect it to be disrupted.

He looked at Baldy Qiang: “Haven’t we already agreed? What you’re doing seems a bit dishonest.”

“No way, I didn’t know this thing was a Ginseng King before!”

Baldy Qiang’s smile carried the cunning peculiar to merchants, “This Young Master just said he’s offering ten million.

If you still want it, you can, just increase the price; it’s business, and it’s always about the highest bidder.

Ye Bufan said, “Don’t listen to his nonsense; does he have money?”

“How could I not have money…”

Baili Hongjun stopped abruptly in the middle of his sentence.

He truly had no money now; he had just been robbed clean.

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