Wherever Life Takes Us, We Meet Again

The stall was empty. Its owner had apparently gone off to browse the trade fair, just like Zhang Shuai.

Without hesitation, Zhang Shuai pressed the communication device on the stall.

Only a few breaths later, an exceptionally tall and burly man strode toward the stall with the bearing of a dragon and tiger. He wore a simple beast-hide vest that exposed his bronzed, muscular physique.

The man had coarse features and eyes as sharp as an eagle's. A deep, barely perceptible demonic aura emanated from him. Though he did not deliberately release any pressure, the ferocious aura rooted deep in his bloodline made Zhang Shuai's heart tense.

He quietly assessed the demon's strength. This demon was extraordinarily formidable, likely not much weaker than the Nine-Tailed Fox Zhang Shuai had encountered before. He was undoubtedly one of the demon race's foremost experts, comparable to a human quasi-saint.

The demon man eyed Zhang Shuai standing before his stall suspiciously. Noticing in particular that Zhang Shuai was merely at the early Great Luo stage, he imperceptibly furrowed his brow and asked in a deep voice, "Which spiritual material do you require, sir?"

His voice was low and resonant, carrying the ring of metal and stone.

Suppressing his excitement, Zhang Shuai tried to keep his tone calm. "Fellow Daoist, I want both the eighth-grade Shaking Mountain Ape spine and the eighth-grade Undying Nether Toad essence blood listed on your jade tablet. How are they priced?"

A flicker of surprise passed through the demon man's eyes. He had evidently not expected Zhang Shuai to speak so boldly and with such a clear objective.

He carefully scrutinized Zhang Shuai once more. Only after confirming that he did not seem to be joking did he answer, "The Shaking Mountain Ape spine costs nine hundred thousand Chaos Crystals,