Snowy Crystal Pavilion.
Looking at the three treasures Lin Xuan had taken out, even the grand elder of Heavenly Ingenuity Sect, with all his shrewdness, could not keep his face from filling with irrepressible joy. He toyed with them fondly, unable to put them down.
Lin Xuan did not hurry him. He sat to the side and sipped his tea; the melons and fruits on the table tasted quite good as well.
In the blink of an eye, the time it took an incense stick to burn had passed.
"Fellow Daoist Li, this old man is very satisfied with these three battle armors. What do you want to exchange from our sect?"
"Since Fellow Daoist speaks so frankly, Li will not put on airs either. I want ten Nascent Soul Realm Puppets, and at least two of them must possess Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivation. In addition, I want one hundred Crystal Might Cannons. Most of them may be low-grade, but there must be ten each of mid-grade and high-grade." Lin Xuan pondered briefly, then spoke slowly.
"What? That many? Brother Li, surely you are joking!" Hearing Lin Xuan's words, Mo Xuesong was first stunned, then his expression darkened. Three complete sets of battle armor were indeed of extraordinary significance to Heavenly Ingenuity Sect, but the conditions the other party had raised were far too much like a lion opening its jaws wide.
Calling it extortion would not be excessive.
Did he take him for a fool?
"Brother Li, you are also a Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator. Since you wish to make a transaction, please show at least some sincerity." Mo Xuesong spoke word by word.
Lin Xuan heard this, but did not take offense. Nor did he try to justify his actions. Instead, he stretched out his hand