A chill entered Xu Yi's eyes. Elder Song hurried to smooth things over. "Xu Yi, this Top-grade magic robe is the Alchemy Hall's prized treasure. It's not a matter of whether you have enough money. Selling it for cash is secondary. More importantly, the Alchemy Hall can use it to build connections, win over influential figures, or trade for other treasures. This isn't just a simple transaction."
Xu Yi understood. It was much like the Ullambana Festival: everyone wanted gold notes, but treasures were far rarer. If you wanted a treasure, you could have one—but you had to trade another treasure for it first, then make up the difference in gold notes.
"This will do!"
A silver sword appeared out of thin air in Xu Yi's hand. It was Liu Fengzhu's Blood Artifact.
Elder Song's eyes lit up. He took the silver sword and clicked his tongue in admiration. "A top-grade mid-tier Blood Artifact. Not bad, not bad. How did you get your hands on this, boy?"
Xu Yi only smiled. Elder Song realized he'd spoken out of turn, though he couldn't help wondering what sort of battle this fellow had been through.
Hall Master Zheng's expression softened considerably. "It seems I underestimated you, Xu. You're only at the Body Tempering Realm, yet you already have a storage treasure. Very well, selling you the Top-grade magic robe won't be an insult to its worth. Old Song, have you figured out the price of this sword?"
"Fifty thousand gold, at least. It's a top-grade mid-tier Blood Artifact, and the sword itself is exceptionally well-preserved. We only need to draw out the meridians and recast them. It'll take some work, but we could easily sell it for seventy or eighty thousand gold afterward."
Elder Song smiled broadly.
Top-grade magic robes were precious,