My suspicions had risen another notch. I had never dealt with the demonic cultivator Wan Songxiao before, so I couldn't tell whether he was good or evil for the moment. Still, given the principle that those with great skill were bold, I could make the trip. After all, Lan Province had been thoroughly cowed by Grandma by now, and in the midst of such chaos, no especially powerful figures would cause trouble.
The map showed the name of a small place called Longwu. I didn't know why it had been given such a name, but judging by the map, this little city shouldn't be very large. I looked at Wan Songxiao and said, "Even if I get the book card, you know it won't have anything to do with you. I'll only give you the reward for introducing me to that part. Are you sure you want to collect your reward later?"
"Haha, of course I am. I didn't even think I'd need any reward." Wan Songxiao looked at me with great interest. My suspicions reached their peak. I frowned, took a ninth-grade magic crystal from my backpack, and tossed it to him. "You're a demonic cultivator. One ninth-grade magic crystal for one piece of information should be enough. But don't lie to me, or someone will come looking for you."
Unexpectedly, Wan Songxiao's eyes narrowed, and the ninth-grade magic crystal stopped in midair before being tossed back toward me. "Fellow Daoist Xia, you're too polite. A ninth-grade magic crystal is certainly important to me. But some things can't be measured by their value. Let's leave it at that for now. I still have some matters to attend to, so I won't disturb you on your journey. Until we meet again."
I caught the ninth-grade magic crystal. Watching him disappear