"100,000 dou?"
Wang Wu froze. He did know that one dou equaled one point, a unit for measuring spirit energy. A specially made Mystical Gourd, once filled, would light up with the corresponding spiritual glow.
But 100,000 points of spirit energy was rather a lot.
After thinking it over, Wang Wu honestly asked, "Could you make it cheaper?"
"No! Those are the rules. We're not bullying you. The five of us stewards are responsible for maintaining Shamen Village's daily operations. If we give you a discount, we'll have to make up the difference ourselves. There's no sense in that."
"Of course, if you say you can leave within a month, then we're still good friends. We'd even be willing to give you some traveling money and happily see you off. In short, I hope you won't make things difficult for us, and we won't make things difficult for you!"
The Wolf Demon spoke quite politely.
"Then may I ask, if I pay 100,000 dou of spirit energy every year, can I find work in Shamen Village? How much could I earn?" Wang Wu asked earnestly.
The Tiger Demon immediately let out a furious roar. "You little Bear Cub, are you toying with me? Aren't those who come to Shamen Village here to shelter from the Evil Wind? Who comes here to earn wages like you? If you want wages, get lost to Centipede Ridge! Either hand over 100,000 dou of spirit energy, or I'll teach you a lesson today!"
Wang Wu truly felt wronged, but there was indeed no need for him to fight this Tiger Demon.
"Fine, fine, let's talk this out. I'll pay the 100,000 dou of spirit energy! Let's not hurt our harmony."
As he spoke, Wang Wu directly took out five Seventh Rank Practice Pills. Each