A Win-Win

Fated Artifact Workshop, rear courtyard.

Inside a room.

Hu Niu saw that the other party's expression had not shifted in the slightest, his tone utterly resolute.

He immediately knew that his hope of reducing the Spirit Stones had come to nothing.

However, he had no intention of giving up just like that.

Ten thousand mid-grade Spirit Stones was an enormous sum even for a Golden Core Stage Mortal Cultivator.

After Hu Niu pestered him for a long while, Cheng Buzheng still showed no sign of relenting.

In the end, he had no choice but to abandon the idea of lowering the fee for refining the magic treasure.

Seeing Hu Niu's lingering unwillingness, Cheng Buzheng said blandly:

"Fellow Daoist, among all the artifact workshops in Immortal Alliance City, which one can match my refining fees?"

"Even across the entire Boundless Sea, they can be called 'fair.'"

To secure his first order, Cheng Buzheng cast out another lure.

He continued:

"Fellow Daoist Hu, you are this workshop's first order since opening. I can make you a promise."

"It is indeed understandable that Fellow Daoist has doubts about my attainments in artifact refinement."

Cheng Buzheng seemed to ponder for a moment before saying:

"How about this?"

"If I fail in the refinement, Fellow Daoist need not demand double the Spirit Stones as compensation. Some days ago, I refined a magic treasure that can serve as your compensation. What do you think?"

This was another benefit of refining the Mind-Bewildering Club.

It could strengthen customers' confidence in the artifact workshop.

The first order was often the hardest to obtain.

For a newly opened artifact workshop, had it successfully taken any orders?

How many times had it refined magic treasures?

What was its success rate?

Those old foxes, as sly as ghosts, always had ways