After making his selections, Xu Yang ultimately chose one bottle of Crimson Blood Pills, three bottles of Mystic Spirit Pills, and several useful natural treasures. Calculating their value, they came to roughly two thousand Spirit Stones.
Xu Yang placed the items into his Qiankun Bag, then directly handed the Heaven-Mending Vine to the female cultivator. "Fellow Daoist, I've finished choosing. The Heaven-Mending Vine is yours now. Our transaction is complete."
The female cultivator had truly bled heavily this time. Xu Yang had taken nearly all her spirit pills, leaving her with only one or two bottles, yet she did not seem to mind in the slightest. Instead, she accepted the Heaven-Mending Vine with an excited expression, carefully placed it into her Qiankun Bag, then raised a hand to put away the remaining items. She said to Xu Yang, "Fellow Daoist, you've made quite the bargain. I'll let you profit this time."
Xu Yang cupped his hands to her. "Fellow Daoist, please don't blame me. Cultivation is not easy for rogue cultivators like us, so naturally, we must seize every opportunity. I was in the wrong this time, and I apologize. I hope you can forgive me."
The female cultivator nodded. "This transaction was consensual on both sides. There is nothing to complain about. If fate allows, we shall meet again!" With that, she turned and left.
Xu Yang watched her depart and thought to himself, In this vast sea of people, we probably won't have another chance to meet. Besides, I don't even know your name.
The Heaven-Mending Vine had been sold, but the remaining treasures still drew no interest. Xu Yang did not linger any longer. He put everything away and closed his stall. Then he returned the wooden plaque to its original place and slowly wandered through the