"That slime looks promising. It should come in handy. If you can bring me more, I'll grant your wish. For every ten barrels of this stuff, I'll give you a Heaven-Mending Pill. The more, the better. How does that sound?" I thought to myself that Feng Zhen really knew how to do business. The slime was gray and unremarkable, and although it possessed a potent corrosive quality, it was equally resistant to demonic energy. Once purified, it might even become a material for creating a barrier against demonic energy.
Although a yacht's hull had to be sturdy enough, sturdiness alone did not necessarily mean it could withstand the erosion of demonic energy. Using this stuff to make the hull might produce better results. Buying it at ten barrels per Heaven-Mending Pill was completely worthwhile, since Feng Zhen could never tell me where it came from, even though there was certainly a great deal of it.
Of course, the size of the boat might affect how much slime it consumed, so the yacht could not be built too large.
"Is that really true? Let me make one thing clear first: this stuff is extraordinary. It can easily corrode and destroy even a storage bag. Don't assume it's safe. I don't know what you plan to use it for, but I only care about getting the payment that belongs to me." Feng Zhen looked at me suspiciously.
I said blandly, "Go ahead. Focus on gathering this stuff for now. We should have enough of the other materials, so there's no need to collect too much more unless you find something we've never seen before."
"Heh heh, that doesn't sound like something the master of Luomu Valley, reputed to be wealthier than anyone in Yunmo Continent, would say." Feng Zhen gave an insidious