"One hundred pills, one million, and there's no room for haggling." I held up one finger. The gesture nearly made the merchants before me lose their teeth in shock—even Old Dragon visibly shuddered.
I narrowed my eyes and looked toward the Immortal cultivators who had stopped in the distance. They looked vicious enough to make even me feel a little apprehensive. But soon, a figure appeared in my line of sight, and my heart settled somewhat.
Chang Jie had come as well. There was no way to hide the fact that Pavilion Master Bei had exposed me to her. These high-level cultivators had eyes and ears everywhere; the slightest stir would bring them information. So it would have been strange if she still hadn't shown up.
"Don't get any funny ideas. Since I dare bring out a hundred pills, naturally it'll be one hand paying and the other hand receiving the goods." I finished coldly, then directly laid out a hundred Wood Spirit Pills. Most of the pills were still packed in boxes, while the few that had just been refined were simply placed out in the open. Their rich aura immediately drew every Immortal cultivator closer.
Old Dragon hesitated when faced with a million-plus, but he soon gritted his teeth and said, "I'll take them all! Since Little Friend is prepared to trade with one hand paying and the other receiving the goods, what is there for this old dragon to fear? I'm only worried this might be a one-time deal. Little Friend, you'd better be careful. This market isn't a safe place. A spirit-crystal transaction this large is no laughing matter."
A smile crept across my lips. I rubbed my fingers together, signaling for payment. That gesture left Old Dragon and the group of pavilion masters utterly stunned