"Selling each one for 100,000 Spirit Stones? What were you thinking?" Beichen Ying looked at Cao Zhen as if he were looking at a fool, "Don't you know that not all Divine Weapons are the same? Different Divine Weapons should not all be sold at the same price."
With a smug look on his face, he said, "The Divine Weapons I sold back then, the cheapest went for 100,000 Spirit Stones, and the most expensive one sold for 150,000 Spirit Stones.
"I'm telling you, when you were selling your Divine Weapons, you should have pushed for a higher price! What are you afraid of? It's their Peak's Divine Weapon, would they dare not to buy it back?
"If they don't buy it, you just spread the word that they are betraying their ancestors, and see if they don't obediently buy back their Divine Weapon. I'm telling you, when I sold them the Divine Weapons, I didn't even let them complete their last wishes, and I sold it to them."
Cao Zhen's face turned green with regret— he had undersold them!
