"Lady Li, that was then and this is now. Besides, the price was decided by several elders of our pavilion, not by Sun opening his lion's mouth." The old man's smile faded, and he spoke with a grave expression.
"But the price is still too high. Fellow Daoist Sun, could you make some allowance?" the middle-aged female cultivator known as Lady Li said, her face troubled.
The other cultivators also pleaded one after another. Apart from a few Core Condensation Realm experts like Lin Xuan, the rest were only at the Foundation Establishment Realm. Five thousand spirit stones was truly an enormous sum to them.
Sun Haixian frowned slightly and stroked his beard. "Very well. I'll make friends of you all, even if I have to go back and accept punishment for it. Four thousand five hundred spirit stones per person."
"This..." Most of them still wore troubled expressions.
"What, are you fellow Daoists still not satisfied? This old man has already made the greatest concession he can. Whether you are willing or not is for you to decide." Sun Haixian's brow furrowed, and he gave a cold laugh. "But you had best think it over clearly. Wealth is but something outside the body. The Fallen Region is growing more dangerous by the day. If you do not leave now, who can say whether the price for using the teleportation array will rise again after some time?"
"Damn it!"
Though the cultivators said nothing on the surface, inwardly they were all cursing him bloody. Most of them were Rogue Cultivators, and when they had first come to the Fallen Region, it had been in hopes of searching for treasures.
But only after arriving had they discovered they had thought things far too simply.
There were indeed quite a few treasures