A private room in the Spirit Food Pavilion.
"A Spirit-Transforming Grade Spirit Treasure?"
Chen Lin's expression immediately darkened when he heard the price demanded by the Spirit Transformation cultivator Huang Liu had introduced.
He looked at the burly man with a brutish face before him and said gravely, "Senior, that price is rather too high. I cannot produce a treasure of that caliber. Could you ask for something else?"
Even a conservative estimate put a Spirit-Transforming Grade Spirit Treasure at five hundred spirit crystals. And there were no sellers, regardless of the price offered.
So far, he had only seen one Heavenly Fire Purgatory Saber at the Ye Lineage's auction in Baishuang City. A Void Refinement expert had taken it away as soon as it appeared. Thinking back now, Lineage Patriarch Ye and that expert must have arranged it beforehand, both doing the man a favor and raising the auction's profile and prestige.
"Hmph! I only agreed to meet you out of respect for the Myriad Pill Pavilion, and now you're haggling? What a waste of my time!"
At Chen Lin's words, the burly man snorted coldly, swept his sleeve, and rose to leave.
"Please calm down, Senior Ling!"
Huang Liu hurriedly rose to stop him. "Senior Ling, a Spirit-Transforming Grade Spirit Treasure is simply not something Nascent Soul cultivators like us can possess. We couldn't buy one even if we wanted to. It's only natural that Fellow Daoist Chen cannot provide one. Please consider some other terms."
The burly man glanced at Huang Liu and stopped. "Fine. Out of respect for Manager Huang, I'll hear what he can offer."
With that, he returned to his seat.
Watching him, Chen Lin could not tell whether it was an act or simply his temperament.
Either way, winning him over would not