What price did the Chasing Stars Sect intend to pay?
Chen Xing's question immediately made Lu Tianxing's entire body tremble.
Also known as an old fox, he knew full well that Chen Xing did not truly want a price—he was testing him.
Yet this was not a question he could answer easily.
After pondering for a long while,
something Ximen Li had once mentioned in passing suddenly surfaced in his mind.
After giving it some thought, a smile finally appeared on his face.
"What does Sect Master think of our sect's God-grade Martial Skill, Ghost Three Slashes?" Lu Tianxing countered.
Having been specifically assigned this task by Ximen Li, he had sufficient judgment—and standing—in the way he handled many matters.
Yet the moment the words "God-grade Martial Skill, Ghost Three Slashes" left his mouth, everyone's expressions changed drastically.
Who did not know that the Chasing Stars Sect had already become a target of public censure because of this martial skill manual?
The Chasing Stars Sect was actually willing to share Ghost Three Slashes with them for the sake of a mere Qin Shaofeng? This was far too unexpected!
"What a fine answer with a question."
Chen Xing instead burst into laughter. "That is a God-grade Martial Skill. Who would not want it? This old man is no exception. But the price certainly cannot be that brat Qin Shaofeng, can it?"
"Of course."
Lu Tianxing nodded and smiled as well. "Our Sect Master once said that with our sect's strength alone, it would be difficult to keep Ghost Three Slashes safe. If possible, sharing it would not be unacceptable, but—
the party we share it with must be one we can trust. Seeking out the Four Symbols Sect or the Cloud Sea Sect would be like seeking a tiger's skin—absolutely impossible.