Shangguan Qingyan spoke first.

"By the way, Mr. Su, a few days ago, I seemed to see you coming to my booth and being very interested in my weapon soul?" Shangguan smiled lightly.

"I did take a look at it a few times, and I feel pretty good about myself." Han Sanqian smiled and said, "What's the matter, why did Miss Shangguan suddenly ask this?"

Shangguan lightly smiled: "The soul of the weapon is rare, but for ordinary people, the actual effect of using it is not great. Because the soul of the weapon is special, so, normally, it is better to take this kind of money if you want to get it. Go directly to find someone to beat Qi Ling."

Indeed, for a novice, the most urgent task is of course to upgrade the level and equip these growth methods that are visible to the naked eye, instead of subtle high-end operations such as punching weapons.

Only in this way can the money be used on the cutting edge, and every penny can be improved.

The weapon soul is obviously only valuable for those masters who can no longer use money to improve.

"The girl means..." Han Sanqian smiled softly, and he already had a vague guess.

That is, Shangguan Qingyan probably put this thing on her, or Han Sanqian is the predestined person.

Or, in fact, this is the affirmation of Han Sanqian's previous conjecture.

When meeting Shangguan Qingyan in Fupan with Su Yingxia, Han Sanqian was already puzzled over why the other party bumped into him.

Han Sanqian thought about the answer, but only one came to mind.

That is divine skill.

And Shangguan Qingyan had previously stated that they were soul sellers.

Although what she said seems to be a coincidence, it's just a passing mention.

But Han Sanqian believed that if he and Su Yingxia's resumption guess was correct, then any unintentional remarks that Shangguan Qingyan mentioned might actually be intentional.

This thing is like Han Sanqian to Zhou Yong.

Han Sanqian was considered a veteran in this area, so he was naturally vigilant.

"Boldly say, according to what the girl means, then Su is the destined person for this weapon soul?" Han Sanqian laughed.

Shangguan Qingyan gave a wry smile, but he did not deny it: "Qingyan has exactly this intention. The so-called gift of a sword to a hero, and the soul of the weapon should naturally be more worthy of an expert like Mr. Su."

"Okay, Ming people don't say dark words. Since you are so straightforward, girl, it seems too insignificant for me to pretend to be here. Yes, I am not only interested in Qihun, but also more interested."

"If the girl thinks that Su is a destined person, then I think this is destined."

Shangguan Qingyan was a little surprised, but this was expected.

It's just that before she spoke, she wasn't sure how interested Han Sanqian was in Tool Soul, so she was relatively anxious all the time.

Now that Han Sanqian's words were broken, although she felt a little regretful that she spoke first, she knew clearly that this was something she would have to do sooner or later.

Since we're straight to the point, let's just speak straight.

"As long as Mr. Su likes it, Qingyan is worried that this thing won't catch your attention." Shangguan Qingyan said with a smile.

Han Sanqian smiled: "We don't have much else to say, so how about it, you just tell me directly, what price do you want for the weapon soul?"

When I first came here, I didn't dare to spend money recklessly because I knew I was here to make money.

As for things that are priceless in the market, such as needing fate, I naturally dare not ask more questions.

But it's different now, Han Sanqian has plenty of money, so that's all the talk, if it can be bought, it will of course be a good thing for Han Sanqian.

"Actually, we don't have a price for this item, or we don't want to sell it at all from the beginning to the end." Shangguan smiled bitterly: "Because selling it to ordinary people will drown its value, and selling it to an expert will find it worthless." It has lost its destination, but it may not be of great significance and help to us. Therefore, we have an unfeeling request."

Han Sanqian had already anticipated what they might want, but he still said, "Then what do you want me to exchange with you? God-level exercises?"