"Do you take this old man for someone who doesn't know when to advance and when to retreat?"
The square-faced manager looked at the cold-faced old daoist across from him and said with a light laugh.
At those words.
The cold-faced old daoist seated opposite him, Cheng Buzheng, stirred inwardly, as though he had thought of something!
Yet he did not respond, instead continuing to wait for what the other party would say next.
Immediately after.
The square-faced manager continued:
"Fellow Daoist, this old man has been going in circles at the late Golden Core stage for years. The peak Golden Core realm remains hopelessly far away. Without the aid of spirit pills, this old man will never have a day when he can break through his realm in this lifetime."
"Therefore, this old man shamelessly wishes to discuss something with Fellow Daoist. If Fellow Daoist can refine four Purple Separation Pills, this old man hopes that the remaining two Purple Separation Pills can both be given to this old man."
"Of course, this old man will not let Fellow Daoist suffer a loss!"
"When the time comes, this old daoist is willing to purchase one Purple Separation Pill with Honor Points, or trade other treasures for it. As for the three Earth Spirit Pills, they shall count as this old man's thanks to Fellow Daoist!"
"Fellow Daoist is currently at the mid-stage Golden Core realm. These spirit pills will also be of immense use to you. What does Fellow Daoist think?"
After speaking.
The square-faced old man looked expectantly at the cold-faced old daoist opposite him.
Though the possibility was slim, he was still willing to give it a try!
What if they really were refined!
As for the two Purple Separation Pills that had to be handed over,