"Excuse me, sir, may I ask what business you have with me?"
Danheng and the middle-aged man before him stared at each other for a long while. In the end, Danheng was the first to speak.
He was certain that the other man knew him, yet this was their first face-to-face meeting.
Judging from that sacred, radiant power, the man should be from Spirit Hall's direct lineage.
Coupled with his formidable strength, his true identity was already obvious.
Danheng simply did not understand why he had come looking for him.
Could it be for an Immortal Herb as well?
"Heh heh, Mister Danheng, we are both intelligent people, so I will not beat around the bush."
The middle-aged man opposite him chuckled. His expression was calm and composed, but the fist clenched tightly behind his back made that composure rather unconvincing.
"I am Qian Daoliu, High Priest of Spirit Hall. I have come to disturb you today because of the Immortal Herbs."
Sure enough, he had come for the Immortal Herbs.
But why had he chosen to come at this particular time? Was there some special purpose behind it?
"Bibi Dong has already emerged from seclusion. I estimate that you will soon be able to conclude this transaction."
Qian Daoliu saw Danheng's confusion and revealed why he had come to find him now.
Bibi Dong, who had been in seclusion for half a year, had already emerged. Qian Daoliu had taken this opportunity to seek out Danheng.
Although doing so might make matters somewhat rushed, he believed it would be more efficient.
"Then, High Priest, what do you intend to offer in exchange for the Immortal Herb?"
Since things had reached this point, Danheng spoke directly.
"A god."
Qian Daoliu's lips moved slightly. Without the slightest hesitation, he uttered only