"Well..." A trace of hesitation appeared on Lin Xuan's face. He pondered for a long while before slowly saying, "It isn't impossible for me to make a move, but what compensation do you all intend to pay?"
Seeing Lin Xuan's tone soften, all three were overjoyed. The old man hurriedly waved a hand in a bold, straightforward manner. "Rest assured, Fellow Daoist. We are not stingy people. So long as you are willing to lend us your aid, we definitely won't treat you unfairly. How does one bottle of Mystic Yang Pills sound?"
"Mystic Yang Pills?"
Lin Xuan was visibly moved. The other two men at the early Core Condensation Realm, meanwhile, showed pained expressions. One had to know that this pill could increase the magic power of Core Condensation Realm cultivators. No matter how many spirit stones one had, there was nowhere to buy it. In other words, it had a price but no market.
Lin Xuan truly was somewhat surprised that the other party had offered such a high reward. However, with his current divine abilities, although the Mystic Yang Pill was good, it was of no use to him.
All sorts of thoughts turned through his mind. Lin Xuan opened his mouth with a smile filling his face. "I appreciate the good intentions of the three Fellow Daoists. However, the cultivation method I practice is somewhat special and clashes with fire-attribute pills, so I have no use for them. Why don't you pay me an equivalent amount of spirit stones instead?"
"Since Fellow Daoist says so, then of course there is no problem." Before the old man could speak, the bald cultivator had already rushed to voice his opinion. The Mystic Yang Pills were the reward the Ning Family had provided them. Having to split off a