"Fellow Daoist, you misunderstand!"
Murong Wanwan said evenly:
"What I meant was a secret art for conceiving offspring, not a divine ability!"
A secret art for conception?
In an instant, the masked Nascent Soul powerhouse seemed to understand something and chuckled.
"Fellow Daoist, you should have said so earlier!"
"This lord does have a few such secret arts in his collection!"
"However..."
Though he did not finish his sentence, his bearing said enough!
Clearly.
Such secret arts were not cheap.
At the very least, the more profound ones would not come at a low price.
Something like the ordinary [Primordial Mother Womb-Nurturing Method] she had purchased before—a thing with effects so slight they were nearly nonexistent—probably had no real price to speak of.
Then.
Murong Wanwan, her voice altered, spoke with a faint note of displeasure:
"Fellow Daoist, let this lord inspect these secret arts first before we discuss anything!"
"You cannot possibly name a price out of thin air!"
Hearing this.
The stall owner, seemingly unembarrassed, immediately said:
"Of course!
This old man was impolite. I hope Fellow Daoist will not take offense."
As he spoke.
The stall owner, seated cross-legged behind the stall, flipped his hand.
Jade Slips appeared one after another on the stall.
Seeing this.
Murong Wanwan did not stand on ceremony. With a wave of her hand, she began examining them directly.
Likewise!
The masked stall owner did not stop her.
Of course, it was not that the stall owner enjoyed letting others take advantage of him for free. Rather, the secret arts within these Jade Slips contained only introductions and the opening portions of their scriptures.
Therefore!
To view the full text, the stall owner still had to unlock the restrictions.
Otherwise.
If one forcibly attempted to inspect them, the Jade Slip would automatically