After hacking for a long time, Xiao Mo couldn't figure out why the bone knife was heavier than metal.
He simply said "clang" and then stuck the bone knife into the ground in front of Mu Hanmo.
"This thing, name your price!"
Mu Hanmo's heart twitched violently at Xiao Mo's action, and then he slowly raised his hand and held up four fingers.
"This thing is worth four thousand soul crystals?" Xiao Mo's tone was full of surprise.
"Bang!"
Hearing Xiao Mo's surprised tone, Mu Hanmo directly fell to the ground.
A moment later, he got up awkwardly, coughed twice, and said, "Cough, cough... it's four hundred!"
Hearing this number, Xiao Mo immediately squinted at Mu Hanmo.
He thought this necromancer had suddenly become generous, asking such a high price for a necromantic bone knife.
Now it seemed he had thought too highly of this old necromancer.
Seeing that Xiao Mo seemed about to become unhappy, Mu Hanmo gave a wry smile.
"Lord, you know how precious soul crystals are, while King-tier weapons are relatively easier to obtain!"
"It's like you got his life-bound bone knife by killing a Skeleton King, but if you conquered the Burial Mound, you probably wouldn't have obtained soul crystals as much as four hundred!"
Hearing this, Xiao Mo was expressionless, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Xiao Mo had to admit that Mu Hanmo was very accurate about this matter.
However, this was not an excuse for the cunning old man to trick him.
After all, soul crystals could drop even when killing weak creatures if one was lucky.
But could these creatures drop King-tier life-bound weapons?
The entire Dwarf Kingdom had been wiped out by the Immortal-Demon Tribe, and two King-tiers had been killed, but not a single King-tier weapon had been seen.
Clearly, this old necromancer was wicked and had been tricking people all along.
"This price is too low, give you a chance to re-offer!"
"Lord, this price is really not low! I guarantee that even in the Barren Wasteland, a King-tier weapon would only sell for more than three hundred soul crystals at most!"
Facing Xiao Mo's somewhat aggressive demeanor, Mu Hanmo gritted his teeth and earnestly assured Xiao Mo.
"That's right, he's telling the truth!"
At this moment, Old Carter spoke again.
Hearing this, Mu Hanmo wished he could kiss Old Carter's bark-like old face fiercely.
This old man had fiercely added two cuts to him just now, and now he finally had a conscience?
"However..."
Before Mu Hanmo could finish his gratitude, Old Carter continued, "This King-tier bone knife is the life-bound weapon of a Skeleton King. The necromantic essence and power within it far exceed those of ordinary King-tier weapons!"
"In my opinion, this necromantic bone knife would be more than enough to sell for six hundred soul crystals!"
"Old Carter! You scoundrel old goblin!"
Upon hearing the price of six hundred, Mu Hanmo was enraged and directly pointed at Old Carter's nose and cursed.
However, Old Carter was naturally not afraid of Mu Hanmo's threats and continued to speak his mind.
"The reason why King-tier weapons in the Barren Wasteland sell so cheaply is that there are frequent King-tier battles there. The King-tier weapons left behind are all unsavory and can only be traded at low prices in secret!"
"Believe it or not, if you take this King-tier bone knife to the Dark Empire in the central region, see how many times the price of this item can be multiplied? Even selling it for twelve hundred soul crystals would not be excessive, and six hundred is already a very favorable price for you!"
Old Carter explained patiently, while Xiao Mo and the others listened attentively.
Only Mu Hanmo was burning with anger, but he did not dare to act out.
He wished he could smash Old Carter's mouth with his bone staff, but in the end, he could only think about it in his heart.
After all, being weak in strength meant having small fists, and small fists meant having might without justice.
It seemed that he was bound to suffer a loss today!
Forget it, let him suffer. He'd finish the transaction quickly and leave this godforsaken place. He would definitely never come back again.
After pondering for a long time, the necromancer Mu Hanmo grunted.
"Alright! Then six hundred soul crystals..."
"Be fair, seven hundred! Take it or leave it!"
Before Mu Hanmo could finish his bid, Xiao Mo directly interrupted and stated his decided price.
At the same time, his gaze, filled with playful amusement, fell on Mu Hanmo's face again.
Looking at Xiao Mo's gaze, Mu Hanmo felt every hair on his body stand on end.
Although he was extremely resentful and wished he could turn around and leave immediately, he was afraid that if he did, his head would be chopped off the next moment.
While Mu Hanmo was hesitating, Old Carter began to perform his "added cut" skill again.
"Seven hundred soul crystals is also fair, you definitely won't lose money. You know, if you sell this bone knife to the Dark Empire later, you can make at least five hundred soul crystals in profit!"
"Pah!"
Hearing Old Carter's words, Mu Hanmo's face turned purple with rage. He spat and said, "Old man, if I dared to have any dealings with the Dark Empire, would I still be living in this godforsaken place?"
Old Carter pouted and directly rubbed salt into the wound.
"Whether you dare to have dealings or not is your business. I'm only talking about the value of this weapon. What are you so agitated about!"
"..."
Mu Hanmo was speechless, and even felt an urge to vomit blood due to the surge of qi and blood.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and spat out a word: "Sell!"
As he spoke, he took out a bag containing soul crystals and casually threw it in front of Xiao Mo.
"What do you mean?"
Xiao Mo glanced at Mu Hanmo, his tone becoming somewhat cold.
Seeing this, Mu Hanmo couldn't help but tremble, then he honestly picked up the bag and presented it to Xiao Mo with both hands.
"Lord, I mean I bought it. Here are the seven hundred soul crystals for you, please inspect them!"
"No need to look, it's a deal!"
Xiao Mo waved his hand and directly put away the bag of soul crystals.
Two transactions, a total of one thousand six hundred soul crystals.
He made a huge profit!
"Mr. Mu Hanmo, it was a very pleasant cooperation! I hope we can have more opportunities to cooperate in the future!"
"Indeed! Indeed! We will definitely cooperate more with the Lord in the future!"
Mu Hanmo nodded repeatedly with a fake smile, but a voice echoed in his heart.
Cooperate with your grandmother! Before I have the strength to suppress you, I will never do any more business with you!
"I suddenly remembered that I still have clothes to wash at home, so I'll take my leave now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Hanmo grabbed the necromantic bone knife in front of him and quickly walked out of the Goblin's Home.
Only after walking a considerable distance from the Goblin's Home did Mu Hanmo finally breathe a sigh of relief.
At least that lord kept his word and didn't try to pull off a "black eat black" scheme.
However, this was not a place to linger, and it was safest to return to his own territory as soon as possible.
Without any further hesitation, he waved his bone staff, summoned a bone dragon full of necromantic death aura, and disappeared in an instant.