Yan Yuxi unexpectedly cut in, but Qian Zhong did not mind—at least the little girl thought the amount was rather high, and her intentions were good.
However, she did not hesitate either. She nodded decisively. "Fine, five Extreme Spirit Stones. It hurts a little, but it's reasonable enough. I know you're collecting Extreme Spirit Stones."
This time, Yan Yuxi decisively shut her mouth. She merely looked Qian Zhong up and down in puzzlement—what sort of background did this Nascent Soul Intermediate Stage cultivator have? Why did she make five Extreme Spirit Stones sound like "five Upper Spirit Stones"?
Feng Jun smiled and waved a finger. "That's not all... I need you, Senior, to input all the information you know about spirit beasts, wild beasts, demon beasts, variant beasts, alien races, the Elf Race, the Demon Race, and so on... all information about the Human Race's enemies into my artifact."
Qian Zhong's expression remained calm, but she had actually been somewhat annoyed at first. Even to the Ancient Yao Clan, five Extreme Spirit Stones were no small sum. She simply did not want further trouble, so she had agreed in one breath. Who would have thought that this fellow would keep adding conditions?
But after hearing the latter condition clearly, she relaxed again, because she understood the artifact's purpose. Still, a trace of displeasure appeared on her face instead. "So paying the Spirit Stones isn't enough, and you want me to work for you too?"
Feng Jun smiled. "I truly didn't mean it that way. It's mainly because you're so knowledgeable, Senior... If I didn't make this request, that would be disrespecting you."
That was not untrue. She was a Soul Division Stage Great Lord, an old monster who had lived for several thousand years, perhaps even over ten thousand. In