Chapter 274: Only 1500 Points? Sorry, I've Got Too Much Stuff!

The skinny figure cloaked in a black robe made a fierce pose.

The flicker of hope just ignited in his eyes was doused like a stray dog peeing on it, chilling it to the core.

That's it.

This Jing elder, could he really be here to blow up the fish pond?

The original intention was just not to let this thing be sold?

Playing tricks on him?!

If that's really the case, he'll be sprawled across the Huangquan Theater today!

The kind that gets carried away!

Front row, the great demon seat.

Shuten Douji snorted a laugh, his crimson Ghost Eye full of mockery.

"Paying with this kind of kitchen‑scrubbing water?"

"This trash, even a stray dog sniffing it on the roadside would shake its head!"

"You humans, besides bragging, are utterly laughable!"

After that remark fell, the surroundings grew even noisier.

"Heh!"

Su Ming wasn't angry; instead, he leisurely swayed the bottle in his hand.

"Don't look at me with such inexperienced eyes."

He raised his thumb, his face sincere.

"This is a fine product: one bottle for alertness, two bottles for never tiring, three bottles for immortality!"

As he spoke, he actually handed the bottle toward Zuo Jin.

"How about I give you a bottle to try?"

"No need at all…"

Zuo Jin stepped back half a step, disdainful.

"The guest's taste… truly unique."

"Since you have such mysterious confidence in it, then go ahead."

"Let the most impartial Jingjian Mirror tell everyone what kind of product this so‑called 'good thing' really is!"

"Fine."

Su Ming didn't hesitate; he flicked his wrist.

Snap.

Source Blood was casually shoved into the shrine emitting a faint glow.

Buzz—!

The shrine trembled.

The whole audience held their breath, focusing.

After all, that broken stone earlier gave everyone a lesson—

Tools shouldn't be judged by appearance.

Though few believed in this thing, it was still the judgment of the Jingjian Mirror.

Like the moment before a lottery draw, it always carries a hint of suspense.

Whoosh—!

Red numbers raced across the mirror's surface.

After a few seconds, the numbers froze.

The vivid red was blinding.

1500!

The massive theater fell into dead silence.

Immediately, Shuten Douji scoffed aloud.

"Hah?! Only fifteen hundred?!"

"Not even enough for a single drink for me, what trash!"

In the worldwide paid livestream, the bullet comments also exploded.

"Barbecue! A massive crash site!"

"I thought the Jing deity would pull out some Legendary Rank item to dominate the stage, but it's just this?"

"At 1500 points a bottle, to reach ninety thousand, *tsk tsk*…"

"I'm good at math; I just calculated, that's a full sixty bottles!"

"Cold steel! I feel even my Excellent‑grade great cleaver tossed in would be worth fifty thousand!"

Mockery and disappointment began to spread.

The audience who had hoped to see the Jing deity slap the crowd again now felt a burning sting on their faces.

Their habit of feeling embarrassed for others was about to surface!

Onstage, Zuo Jin, seeing no variables, shook his head in feigned regret.

"Oh dear…"

"It seems the guest's little trinket's quality is a bit lacking."

He spread his hands, looking helplessly like a green‑tea influencer.

"One thousand five hundred points, still far from ninety thousand… *tsk tsk*, that gap isn't a trivial amount."

"If we can't produce more, this deal will probably have to be voided."

"And moreover…"

Zuo Jin's voice suddenly turned cold, finally baring his fangs.

"Malicious bidding, disrupting the venue's order…"

"According to the Rule… ha!"

"And the stone seller—your item, we won't give a 30% discount here!"

"At most a 40% discount! Sell it if you like, otherwise don't!"

The camera close‑up switches back and forth between Su Ming and that skinny figure.

It's a total flop!

Su Ming didn't move, just stared blankly at the 【1500】 points figure.

On the scrolling comments, everyone became even more convinced of their speculation.

"Look! Even Jing Shen himself is stunned! He probably didn't expect it to be this low!"

"If the cliff is a fake or mispriced, I know that well!"

"Stop talking, take advantage of the chaos and run!"

Live.

Su Ming ignored the surrounding mockery.

In his mind, there was only one thought—

What the hell?!

An Excellent‑grade Source Blood, actually…

So valuable?!

Where did this thing come from?

He used the Unlimited Green talent to transmute a pile of worthless white trash into it!

At this stage, the cost is almost negligible!

He originally thought that even though Source Blood's effect is overpowered, the raw materials are still somewhat shabby.

Even a top‑break Heaven could fetch only three to five hundred points, and that would be good.

Who would have thought, who would have thought!

After this so‑called Official certification, the market price is actually as high as 【1500】 points?!

What the hell, this isn't selling medicine!

This is clearly a money‑grabbing scheme!

The profit margin is so huge even capitalists would weep!

"Huh…"

Su Ming exhaled a long breath of foul air, looking at Zuo Jin.

He looked as if a weight had been lifted, which to onlookers was no different from a desperate sigh of poverty.

Zuo Jin smiled, his smile dazzlingly brilliant.

"It seems, esteemed guest, you're not very satisfied with this price?"

"Or perhaps... you truly only have this one heirloom bottle left in your pocket?"

"That's fine."

"Poverty may be shameful, but as long as you're willing to lower your noble head and admit your incompetence…"

"We at Huangquan Theater are not unable to give you a decent exit."

He pointed at Su Ming's finger.

"For example... return the Ghost Cutter you just snapped up, and use its discounted value to offset the debt?"

"Of course, the depreciation fee—we'll have to calculate it carefully."

The hidden dagger emerges!

This is the real purpose of that old fox!

Not only to humiliate Su Ming, but also to spit out the hundred‑thousand points and artifact he swallowed, both principal and profit!

In the front row, Shuten Douji took the floor again, beating a down‑and‑out.

"I've said it all along, humans are just this kind of material."

"They puff up their faces to look rich, but when it comes to the real deal, they can't even pass a fart!"

"In my opinion, stitching his mouth shut and turning it into a lantern isn't a bad idea!"

Facing the mockery, Su Ming's shoulders began to tremble.

One… two…

It's not from anger.

But from holding back laughter, which is just too painful!

"Um, I have a question."

Su Ming pointed at the Jingjian Mirror in the shrine, cutting off everyone's fantasies.

"If this thing is to be recycled, what exactly is the procedure?"

"Ha!"

Zuo Jin's tone was teasing.

"We disdain bargaining over low‑end goods under ten thousand points!"

"Whatever value the mirror offers, that's what we'll give! No cheating young or old!"

Moreover...

He deliberately emphasized his tone.

No upper limit—however much you have, we want that much!

Then that's good.

Su Ming let out a long breath.

Hearing you say that, I feel relieved.

He reached out again and pulled out another bottle of Source Blood.

Huh?!

Everyone was stunned.

Any more?

Are you planning to get two more bottles for drinks?

Under the gaze of the crowd, Source Blood was placed into the shrine again.

【1500】 points!

Everyone still hadn't reacted.

Another two bottles of Source Blood were taken out one by one and placed in.

【1500】 points!

【1500】 points!

The scene became somewhat strange for a moment.

Hah! It's not that much!

Yu Zao Qian shook her fan, a little impatient.

Even with a few more bottles, what use would it be?

How long are you going to keep playing this poor-man's trick?

If you really have no money, I could consider taking your eyes as payment.

Su Ming still ignored everyone.

He turned and waved at Magu below the stage, who looked worried.

Come here!

Magu froze.

Although terrified, she still walked onto the stage, swaying gracefully under the terrifying gaze of the great demons filling the room.

Wang...

Don't be afraid, stand back, don't get splashed all over.

Su Ming nodded at Magu, finally turning his gaze to the surrounding audience watching the show.

Let me remind everyone first: this process might take a while.

I suggest everyone get into a comfortable position.

After all...

Counting money is also physical labor.

Playing tricks with spirits!

Shuten Douji let out a cold snort, about to fly into a rage.

But the next second.

Everyone's pupils contracted sharply, mouths open wide enough to fit an egg!

All that could be seen was Su Ming waving his big hand...

Boom——!!!

Not thunder.

It's the rumble of a landslide!

Under countless dazed gazes.

The space before Su Ming was like a huge gap torn open by violence.

Countless glass bottles filled with half-red, half-green liquid...

Ding-ling, clang!