Divine Weapon Academy

Qin Wentian glanced at the young man, instantly seeing through his cultivation base. The young man was a sixth-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereign with pride exuding out of the center of his brow. Behind him was a girl clad in a purplish-red long dress that accentuated her figure. Her long hair flowed like the waterfall, traces of her white and fair neck could be seen. Her skin was like water, she was a top-tier beauty that exuded nobility and elegance.

The eyes of this girl shone with a blow as she stared at the little white tiger which Little Rascal had transformed into. This made everyone understand that the young man wanted to buy this demonic beast pet because he wanted to make this girl happy.

“Sorry, I don’t wish to trade.” Qin Wentian waved his hands, sending that large piece of Yuan Meteor Stone back towards the young man.