Such a figure, mingling in an insignificant place like the Tianxia Association in search of the supreme treasure, the Rebirth Pill, was clearly no renowned great expert of the domain. He could only be a wandering Rogue Cultivator who had stumbled upon some good fortune.
Having guessed as much, the cloaked man had hurried over.
At the mention of a possible deal, Steward Fang's spirits suddenly lifted. "What Your Excellency just said was that three extraordinary talismans still wouldn't be enough to exchange for your Rebirth Pill. How would you like to make the trade? Perhaps we could convert it into Spirit Stones. The Tianxia Association can..."
"No trade is necessary. I can give this Rebirth Pill to this fellow cultivator."
The cloaked man cut Steward Fang off.
Xu Yi was not pleased but alarmed instead. "Let's stick to a fair exchange. Steward Fang's suggestion is a good one. Convert it into Spirit Stones, and name your price. Just give me some time."
There was no such thing as a free lunch, especially one delivered from thousands of miles away.
The cloaked man said, "How many such divine pills are there in the world? How could Spirit Stones possibly measure their worth? I give; I do not sell. If you want it, take it. If you don't, I'll leave at once."
Xu Yi's heart pounded. "Why keep me guessing? If there are additional conditions, just say so."
"You needn't worry. I came here because you made three talismans in one go, with a single, seamless flow. That proves your Yin Soul is astonishingly resilient. There's something I need done, and it can't be done by anyone whose Yin Soul lacks exceptional resilience. I came all this way to ask you."
This time, the cloaked man sent his words by voice