When Huang Shuai just finished talking, the other disciples became urgent, for they waited for a long time to buy the figures and knew that the figures would be sold out soon. After all, even the Elder Tattoo was amazed by those figures and they must be rare treasures. The disciples were very anxious to say: "Brother Zhang Yan, do you have more? I have to buy one, with three hundred spiritual stones."

"I give four hundred." Another one shouted immediately.

Zhang Yan saw that his business opportunity had come and immediately shouted: "May I have your attention please?"

Everyone got silent and looked at Zhang Yan eagerly.

Zhang Yan glanced at the crowd and smiled to them: "There is still one left in my hand and I will not quote it. You can bid on it yourself. The one with the highest price will get it."

When Zhang Yan's voice fell, someone immediately shouted: "I have five hundred upper spiritual stones."

"Six hundred!"

"Eight hundred!"

The highest the price was, the more rapidly Zhang Yan's heart beat. He did not expect those disciples would so rich and he almost jumped up out of excitement. He wanted to take more figures to sold to them.

Finally, a warrior at the second level of Xiantian State gained the figure with the highest price of 1,300 upper spiritual stones. His strength and talent were very low, but he is rich, and it is said he passed the examination totally with the help of spiritual magic figures. He was full of joy to get Zhang Yan's figure and Zhang Yan also accepted the spiritual stones with joy.

Those who didn't get the figures were the upset and all promised to Zhang Yan, "If you get new spiritual magic figures, please tell me and I will buy one with high price."

Zhang Yan was happy to leave the Spirit Tattoo Temple. He thought about it while walking. Today, he planned to earn a few thousand lower spiritual stones but never imagined that bothered by Huang Shuai and approved by the Elder Tattoo, he had earned 1,700 upper spiritual stones, plus Huang Shuai's one thousand, he totally earned 2,700 upper spiritual stones and now he could be regarded as a rich man.

Zhang Yan sincerely sighed: "No wonder spirit tattooist occupation was the most expensive but the most profitable." He didn't know how many times he earned it but what made him surprised was there were so many rich disciples in Qingyuan school.

Zhang Yan went to Fatty, who now was cultivating hard in his room. When he saw Zhang Yan, he got some doubted, "You such a practicing madman and how many days have not seen you. Why come to me today?"

Zhang Yan answered with a smile: "I went to the Qingyuan Mountain to practice. Long time no see and I miss you, by the way, to give you a good thing." Zhang Yan took out a power figure and passed it to Fatty.

Fatty took it and looked at it in his hand, "Isn't this a spiritual magic figure? Why do you have this thing? It worth so many spiritual stones and where did you get them? And this thing is given to some people with slightly weaker strength. You do not need it. What do you do with this? Waste money?"

Fatty had said too much and Zhang Yan rolled his eyes and smile, "I don't need it, so I give it to you. After all, this thing will be useful when your spiritual energy is going to dry up in a battle. So, take this power figure."

"Where did you get it?" Fatty asked with confusion.

Zhang Yan answered with a smile: "I made it, do you believe?"

"Nope!" said Fatty, shaking his head, continued: "You have never learned spirit tattoo skills and how can you depict figures yourself? How do you get it? By accident? Is there any other?"

Zhang Yan turned his eyes and said: "As you guess. But now I don't have extra. I will give it to you when I get more."