The two of them took their seats as host and guest, while the two-headed Ancient Demon standing at the side respectfully presented the Storage Bag.
The young master accepted it and seemingly casually released his divine sense. Yet in the next instant, his expression changed violently. He drew in a sharp hiss of cold air, and the look he cast at Lin Xuan was filled with shock and suspicion.
"Fellow Daoist wishes to exchange this much?"
"That's right. What, does your esteemed shop not have the corresponding Magic Stones?"
As Lin Xuan spoke, he picked up the fruits beside him. He had not eaten anything from the Demon World before. He took a bite; the taste was not bad either.
"Fellow Daoist jests. This shop is the property of the White Bone Demon Venerable. A mere twenty million mid-grade Spirit Stones—what do they amount to? Xiao Ye, go to the storeroom and bring out the treasures to exchange for this fellow Daoist."
"Yes!"
That two-headed Devil Race member nodded and bowed as he answered, then turned and left the pavilion.
As for the young master, his enthusiasm did not lessen. He began idly chatting with Lin Xuan in fits and starts. Though he seemed careless, he was actually probing into Lin Xuan's origins.
Unfortunately, what he was doing was purely showing off his axe before Lu Ban's gate. When it came to polite deception and false cordiality, Lin Xuan was well practiced. The two chatted for nearly half an hour, yet he did not obtain the slightest bit of useful information.
After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Lin Xuan left the pavilion. At this moment, he already had the enormous sum of ten million mid-grade Magic Stones in his possession.
However, he discovered that