Selection by the Upper Sect

"Junior Brother Wang, I never expected you to be so familiar with Elder Jia as well." Qin Shou plastered a smile across his face and hurried forward, his words filled with undisguised envy.

Zhang Tie turned at the sound, wearing a perfectly measured expression of modesty.

"Senior Brother Qin, you jest. We merely have a slight acquaintance. However, I do have a troublesome matter at hand. I wonder if Senior Brother can spare some time to do Junior Brother a small favor?"

"Listen to you, being so formal!" Qin Shou waved a broad hand, looking exceptionally forthright. "We're fellow disciples. Why talk about trouble or favors? Whatever it is, just say the word!"

Zhang Tie removed a storage pouch from his waist and held it in his palm.

"It's like this. My master has recently been refining artifacts and urgently needs some special materials, so he instructed me to purchase them on his behalf. But I have only been in the sect for a short while and am truly unfamiliar with the routes in the market. I fear I may delay my master's important work.

"After thinking it over, only a seasoned hand with connections as broad as Senior Brother Qin's could handle this reliably. Naturally, I cannot let Senior Brother toil for nothing. These two low-grade spirit stones are a small token of Junior Brother's appreciation. Please be sure to accept them." As he spoke, he flicked a finger, and the storage pouch hovered steadily before Qin Shou.

"Oh, Junior Brother Wang, talking about spirit stones hurts our friendship!" Qin Shou declined with his mouth, but his eyes were fixed to the storage pouch as if drawn by a magnet. A gleam flashed through his pupils.

"It's only the trivial matter of making a trip. Leave it to Senior