Facing a Nascent Soul cultivator, Qin Fengming remained calm and composed, without the slightest trace of timidity. His master had been one of five Great Cultivators. With Qin Fengming's current breadth of knowledge, he naturally would not reveal any unusual expression before the mid Nascent Soul stage Wu-surnamed cultivator.
Seeing Qin Fengming's calm and unhurried expression, the Wu-surnamed cultivator also judged that the master mentioned by the cultivator surnamed Duan was certainly a cultivator at the mid Nascent Soul stage or above.
One had to know that spirit herbs tens of thousands of years old could no longer be found in ordinary places. They might exist only in the deepest reaches of those famous perilous lands, and were very likely guarded by metamorphosed demon beasts.
The master of the cultivator surnamed Duan before him had been able to pluck spirit herbs five or six tens of thousands of years old from the depths of the wilderness and return safely. This showed that his cultivation realm could never be below his own.
"Hahaha, what you said is indeed correct, Fellow Daoist. Even if this old man had a spirit herb five or six tens of thousands of years old, he would not casually bring it out for exchange. But I wonder what conditions you think this old man should offer for your master to bring out that Phoenix Dance Grass and exchange it with me."
Although the burly Wu-surnamed man before him spoke with extreme frankness, Qin Fengming still saw the trace of crafty intent that occasionally flashed through his expression.
This caused Qin Fengming to raise his vigilance several notches.
"To be honest, Senior Wu, let alone a mere Lightning Flood Dragon scale, even two scales of this kind would still be far from enough to exchange for the Phoenix