"He was an exceptionally formidable Heavenly Immortal, after all. No wonder he didn't want a mid-grade one. Aren't you afraid he'll hold a grudge?" Nie Tianhou snorted.
"What can he do even if he holds a grudge? Could he really do anything to Dongfang? It wasn't as if his father had personally asked for it. Selling him a mid-grade one was already showing him enough respect." Mu Xia snorted.
"Considering our friendship, what grade do you think he can sell us?" Shen Tufeng asked with a sly grin. Earlier, while Xue Daoyuan had been dealing with his unconscious state, Bai Ruxue had remained gloomy and dispirited. The atmosphere whenever the group gathered had been terribly depressed, so Shen Tufeng naturally hadn't dared to show too much joy. Now that Xue Daoyuan was no longer in danger of losing his life, Bai Ruxue and Shen Tufeng had completely relaxed as well.
"You, Brother Nie, and Bai Ruxue can get high-grade ones," Lu Xiaotian said.
"That's not fair. Why does Mu Xia get a supreme-grade one?" Shen Tufeng protested. "You're treating us differently."
"That also takes the difference in status and position into full consideration."
"Fine, I don't want my high-grade one anymore. If I run out of wine, I'll just come here and ask you for some." Mu Xia pursed her lips repeatedly. As the other two burst out laughing, Shen Tufeng and Nie Tianhou each punched Lu Xiaotian once on the shoulder.
"After some time, there'll be more Thousand-Sound Immortal Wine. You can come over then, but don't bring anyone else." Lu Xiaotian said.
"That's more like it. You even have Thousand-Sound Immortal Wine. The good things in the hands of a Pill Saint like you really are plentiful." Shen Tufeng's eyes shone. "Fortunately, that wisp of Yu'sha's Primordial Spirit