Wu Yan naturally would not run off with the money. Offending a Spirit Transformation cultivator over a few spirit stones would be the act of a fool.
"Junior Wu Yan. If I hear anything, I will notify you at once, Senior."
Wu Yan took the initiative to give her name. A broker needed to make herself a familiar face; perhaps one day, she might land a huge deal.
Han Changming nodded, committing the name to memory before letting her leave.
Wang Lingxue said nothing and strode up the mountain.
Dense clusters of buildings stretched from the foot of the mountain to its summit. The mountain was steep, slanting sharply upward, while the streets were broad and clean. Most of the shops lining both sides were spirit beast stores. Some specialized in spirit insects, some in spirit birds, some sold only spirit beasts, and some even sold only a particular kind of spirit insect.
As they passed a bend, a seven-story pavilion came into view. Three large golden-purple characters were inscribed upon its plaque: Thousand Scorpion Pavilion.
Han Changming could clearly sense that the Amethyst Flying Scorpion had reacted somewhat.
"Madam Wang, Fellow Daoist Fang, shall we split up and act separately, then contact one another later?"
Beast True Person suggested.
Han Changming and Wang Lingxue agreed. Han Changming parted ways with them and entered Thousand Scorpion Pavilion with Han Lei.
The main hall was spacious and bright, filled with a large number of iron cages containing all manner of scorpions.
Behind the long azure counter stood a row of tall wooden shelves, upon which rested all kinds of glowing spheres. Within those spheres were various young scorpions.
Han Changming did not linger in the main hall and headed upstairs.
The second, third, and fourth floors all sold spirit scorpions, ranging