Li Yun wasn't sure whether Ninexu Camp had a deeper scheme in mind. But if they wanted to use him as cannon fodder and exploit his origins in the Dreadbound Sea of Realms to stir up trouble, then there was certainly room to negotiate.
Especially when he saw Ancient God Wanxian frown instinctively, then force down his displeasure and ask how much he wanted.
That made Li Yun even more certain there was room to haggle.
So he didn't stand on ceremony.
He named his price outright.
"Three hundred thousand Origin Force Crystals, none below Nine-Wheel Realm quality."
Li Yun had no idea where Ancient God Wanxian's limit lay, but if they were going to haggle, he might as well start at ten times the price.
"What?"
"Three hundred thousand?"
Ancient God Wanxian flared up at once, his face practically asking why Li Yun didn't just rob him.
"Three hundred thousand is too much. That's impossible."
"Seriously? Ninexu Camp wants me to stir up trouble for you and risk my own life, but you won't even part with three hundred thousand Origin Force Crystals?"
"It's not that we won't part with them. You're asking for far too many."
"Ninexu Camp needs Origin Force Crystals to keep the entire camp running. We can't hand you that many all at once."
"Those thirty thousand I just gave you as a show of sincerity were already as many as I could scrape together without affecting the Camp's operations."
"If that still isn't enough for you, then you're treating Ninexu Camp like a fool ripe for fleecing."
Li Yun laughed.
"When you gave me thirty thousand Origin Force Crystals, you looked so generous and sincere. The moment I ask for more, you start pleading poverty."
"Now I understand. That wasn't sincerity at all. Thirty