Half-Cutter, then negotiate slowly.
That was what Mo Hua had learned in the market of Immortal City.
The broker wore a pained expression. "That's not... how you bargain..."
"Is there something wrong with this formation?"
"There is..." the broker said helplessly, then suddenly jolted. "No, I don't know..."
"Being stubborn won't help!"
Mo Hua looked utterly confident. "Write down what I just said and ask other Array Masters to look at it. They'll definitely find it completely accurate."
The broker was at a loss for words. "Then..."
"Is there something wrong with the formation?" Mo Hua asked again.
"There... sort of is..."
"Is the formation's problem a serious one?"
"It... is, I suppose."
"Since this Cave Abode of yours has such a major problem, why are you still selling it so expensively?" Mo Hua demanded with perfect justification.
The broker said bitterly, "But you can't cut the price by that much, can you?"
"I never said you couldn't bargain. How much are you offering?"
Under the pressure of Mo Hua's gaze, the broker cautiously said, "Thirty... seven thousand?"
Mo Hua shook his head. "Twenty thousand five hundred."
"Thirty-six thousand?"
"Twenty-one thousand..."
After a round of back-and-forth offers, Mo Hua was only willing to pay twenty-nine thousand in the end.
The broker gritted his teeth and said helplessly, "I'll go back and ask the proprietor. Please wait a moment."
"Go on, go on."
Mo Hua waved him away.
Bai Zisheng looked at Mo Hua in amazement. "You really know how to haggle..."
"Of course."
Mo Hua nodded.
To independent cultivators, every single Spirit Stone was a precious thing. When it came time to bargain, there was naturally no need to be polite.
Having Spirit Stones was one matter.
Not wasting Spirit Stones was another.
After a while, the broker came