"Senior is quick to speak his mind. This junior is naturally willing to part with it, but I wonder what Old Ancestor intends to use in exchange?"
Hearing Lin Xuan say this, Hunyuan Ancestor's face showed joy. "Hehe, fellow daoist is reasonable and understanding. Don't worry, would this ancestor ever take advantage of you?"
At this point, he stretched out his hand and turned his palm over. A deep-blue command tablet immediately slipped out from his sleeve.
Lin Xuan's gaze sharpened, and a trace of surprise appeared in his expression. "Senior, this is..."
"Earlier at the auction, I noticed fellow daoist seemed very interested in Demon Nether Sect's Command Token, so I bid for it in order to exchange it with you for the spirit wood. What do you think, fellow daoist?"
Lin Xuan was speechless. So this old monster's strange actions at the auction had been for this.
To be fair, although ten-thousand-year spirit wood was extraordinary, this Command Token was worth an enormous three hundred thousand crystal stones. The two could just barely offset each other.
Seeing Lin Xuan lower his head in thought, Hunyuan Ancestor did not urge him. There was not the slightest impatience on his face; he simply stood there to the side, all smiles.
If it had been someone else, Lin Xuan naturally would not have loosened his grip so easily. No matter what, he would have extorted a little more before letting it rest.
But when clever people did things, they naturally knew how to judge the hour and size up the situation. Before him was a Nascent Soul Realm old monster—how could Lin Xuan stupidly go looking for extra trouble?
Greed easily invited disaster. Lin Xuan understood deeply the principle of stopping when one was ahead. In any case, he was