Spending two hundred thousand Tribulation Lightning Crystals to buy two female immortals of the Primal Chaos Realm was unquestionably a wasteful act, no matter how good their aptitude or how beautiful they were. The assembled immortals stared at the scene in astonishment, naturally bursting into heated discussion.
Hua Meiling took a large bank draft from the little shopkeeper beside her and handed it to Xuanyuan Yu. "These two young ladies are no longer the daughters of the Geng and Fu Families. Fellow Daoist Xuanyuan, don't try to find some excuse to take them back later, all right? I've been doing business in this area for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen a price of one hundred thousand Tribulation Lightning Crystals per person."
"Fellow Daoist Hua, you jest. These two young ladies cannot be lumped together with ordinary Dao Third-Realm cultivators." Xuanyuan Yu put away the bank draft, then swept his hand and gathered the one hundred thousand Tribulation Lightning Crystals into a large bag. He then looked at Xuanyuan Hui, who was hiding behind him, his expression incomparably complicated.
After causing such a huge incident, Xuanyuan Hui might not even receive lenient treatment when he returned, let alone Xuanyuan Yu. Still, doing everything possible to recover the Xuanyuan Family's losses was practically something every family heir ought to do, because they still had their own descendants and loyal followers under them.
"It had better be so, then. Still, I ask Fellow Daoist Xuanyuan to issue a written document." Seeing that Xuanyuan Yu had ignored the implication of her words, Hua Meiling could only speak bluntly.
Xuanyuan Yu froze for a moment, but immediately understood. He quickly produced a blood contract for the transaction, wrote a pile of terms, stamped it himself first, and handed it