Crash! A huge pile of glazed bottles filled with Heavenly Dao Powder was stacked across the space in front of me. It would have been strange if there weren't at least ten or twenty thousand taels' worth. Naturally, this display was meant to show off my strength and make a name for myself. As for whether I could buy Corpse Nine Frost, I had no interest whatsoever. The woman was beautiful, true, but she was a beauty with a skeleton beneath—who would want to lie in bed with her?
The instant I exposed my wealth, all the immortals were intimidated. Ten thousand taels of Heavenly Dao Powder was something most of them had never even seen before, and it even caused an uproar!
"I wonder, is this enough to buy Miss Nine Frost?" I sneered coldly, greedily sizing up Corpse Nine Frost.
Corpse Nine Frost's expression darkened, but when she looked at the ten thousand taels of Heavenly Dao Powder, she clearly realized that my identity was extraordinary. She swallowed, and a delighted gleam once again radiated from those eerie eyes of hers. "Hehe, it seems I underestimated you, Fellow Daoist. You really produced ten thousand taels just like that. However, I am not for sale. Please abandon that thought and focus your mind on the transactions."
"Now that Fellow Daoist Corpse has seen the money, you don't plan to throw me out anymore?" I sneered. Corpse Nine Frost knitted her brows as she looked at me and said with a smile, "Please stop teasing me, Fellow Daoist. I am the host of this trade fair. If I sold myself, would this trade fair still be able to continue?"
"With these ten thousand taels of Heavenly Dao Powder, can't I buy you and the entire trade fair? Is Fellow Daoist