Lin Xuan saw everything as clearly as a flame in a cave; how could he not understand the other party's state of mind? But Thousand-Year Stalactite Milk was something with a price but no market to begin with, and once it fell into his hands, he could refine it into Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Milk, thereby obtaining benefits beyond counting.
So even if it was a little more expensive, it did not matter.
First, the other party did not know that the Blue Star Sea had the effect of purification, so no matter how great a loss he seemed to suffer on the surface, it was only on the surface. In secret, he was the one taking enormous advantage.
Lin Xuan never did business at a loss.
That was the first point.
Second, with the abundance of Lin Xuan's wealth, when buying and selling things, there was no need for him to haggle over every coin and calculate that tiny bit of property.
What Lin Xuan cared about was only whether he could buy what he needed. As for it being a little more expensive, so what?
That simply did not matter at all.
Thus the two hit it off at once, and the matter progressed much faster than imagined.
Hearing Fu Yaozhou say this, a faint smile appeared on Lin Xuan's face. With a sweep of his sleeve, Storage Bags flew out one after another.
Every one of them was bulging, clearly packed full of all kinds of things. The old monster made a rough count: there were seven in total.
"You are..."
"Didn't fellow Daoist have doubts about Lin's financial strength? Then take a look. Are the things inside enough to exchange for the Stalactite Milk I mentioned?" Lin Xuan said with heroic grandeur.
In truth, doing this was already