In the Dark Market.
Before stall number 66.
A slender figure clad in a black robe and wearing a conical hat peered through the thin layer of black gauze at the piece of metal on the stall that glimmered with an eerie glow, then rasped:
"Fellow Daoist, could I trade other Spirit Materials for this piece of Heaven Soul Iron?"
At this.
The stall owner seated cross-legged behind the stall raised his head, glanced over the cultivator before him, and said in a low voice:
"I will only trade for Azure Luo Pattern Essence. This old man will not exchange it for any other Spiritual Items!"
His tone was exceedingly firm.
Once he finished speaking.
The hooded stall owner lowered his head again and ignored Cheng Buzheng.
Seeing this.
Cheng Buzheng's brows beneath the black gauze could not help but furrow!
Yet he did not leave at once. Instead, after pondering for a moment, he spoke again:
"If I offer two second-tier Spirit Materials in exchange, would Fellow Daoist be willing?"
As he spoke, his gaze remained fixed tightly on the stall owner.
Only then did the stall owner believe that the other party sincerely wished to trade with him, rather than take advantage of him.
The value of two second-tier Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures-grade Spirit Materials was slightly higher than that of Heaven Soul Iron. Only then did the hooded stall owner show a trace of interest.
"If Fellow Daoist possesses a Spirit Material equal to Azure Luo Pattern Essence in both value and rarity, this old man would also be willing to trade!"
"Furthermore, this old man is willing to make up the difference. Does Fellow Daoist possess such a Spirit Material?"
As he spoke, he sized up the conical-hatted cultivator before him with interest.
Though he