He had done this to make Lin Xuan retreat in the face of difficulty.
Of course, if the other party truly was willing to part with that much, he would not exactly be losing out. After all, it was merely one Storage Bag; even if it had been passed down from ancient times, three million Spirit Stones was still an astonishing figure. Even if it were taken to an auction, that would be about the extent of it.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth.
A mere Core Condensation Realm cultivator actually dared play schemes in front of him.
Courting death!
Three million was a little expensive, but in his eyes, it was not worth mentioning.
This treasure definitely had other hidden mysteries. At this price, it was worth it!
With Lin Xuan's personality, how could he ever do business at a loss? But since he believed the treasure before him had this value, he no longer hesitated and took thirty thousand Spirit Stones from his Storage Bag.
The shopkeeper's eyes went straight.
Although by the end, he had already understood that the other party was not some cultivator from a poor backwater—on the contrary, he was rich and overbearing—he had still never imagined that it had actually reached this extent.
Three million Spirit Stones, for a Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator, though not quite enough to bankrupt him, was absolutely no small sum. Yet the other party had not even grunted before easily taking it out.
He had indeed run into a major patron!
Thinking of this, the owner's expression became even more extremely enthusiastic, and he asked Lin Xuan whether he wanted to buy anything else.
An hour later, Lin Xuan left the shop.
At this moment, he had already changed into an