"Hmph. With the talismanic arts and incantations in my possession, if I say they can satisfy your requirements, then there certainly won't be any mistake. Could the reputation of this old man, a mid-stage Ghost Lord Elder of the Ghost Talisman Sect, not serve as a guarantee? You asked me to produce the tortoise shell scales, so produce them. So long as they satisfy my requirements, I'll immediately hand you the talismanic incantation scroll. Why all this needless chatter?"
Elder Bai let out a cold snort, and his slightly furious voice came from within the dark mist.
"Fellow Daoist Li, please don't take offense. My Senior Brother Bai is a direct descendant of one of the Supreme Elders of the Ghost Talisman Sect, and he has always spoken this way. We've long since grown accustomed to it. I hope Fellow Daoist can bear with him."
When Elder Li suddenly heard this, he was just about to retort when Elder Zhan, standing beside him, suddenly moved his lips slightly and transmitted a message.
Upon hearing this, the words Elder Li was about to say were swallowed back down.
Elder Li had seen many sect cultivators with powerful backers who were always arrogant and looked down on others. Since he wanted to complete this transaction with the other party, he naturally would not quibble too much over it.
"Since Fellow Daoist Bai has put it that way, this Li will no longer insist. But if the talismanic arts and incantations you produce fail to meet my eye, then our transaction will naturally be called off."
As he spoke, a Jade Box appeared in his hand. With an unconcerned lift of his hand, the box flew before the white-clad cultivator three zhang away.
The dark mist immediately churned. A thin, withered palm suddenly