"It's just extremely troublesome to make. It requires the finest premium cinnabar and ten years of nourishment with immortal arts. The production cost alone is eighty-eight thousand. You should know that immortals need to eat too..."
Before the Herrscher of Sentience could finish speaking, someone called out a bid.
"Five hundred thousand! Please bestow an immortal talisman upon me!" He was a rich second-generation heir who had brought his new girlfriend to the scenic spot for fun, never expecting to encounter something like this.
Faced with an immortal's treasure, he did not hesitate in the slightest.
"Five hundred thousand..."
The Herrscher of Sentience was stunned when she heard that!
She had only been planning to ask for the production cost, since the thing was really just a napkin she had picked up casually.
"Eight hundred thousand. Immortal, that's all the spending money I have in my card right now."
Seeing the Herrscher of Sentience hesitate, the rich heir thought she found the price too low and hurriedly raised his bid!
"Alright, deal!!"
The Herrscher of Sentience immediately agreed, then had the immortal talisman in her hand fly into the rich heir's hands on its own. Seeing this, everyone became even more convinced that the talisman was real.
But for most people, an immortal talisman costing eight hundred thousand was still far too expensive. They simply could not afford one.
Damn it! Even immortals from legend cared so much about worldly money. Their image as beings free of desire had completely shattered!
"Oh no! The demons are coming out."
At that moment, the Herrscher of Sentience suddenly looked toward the other side of Fengyang Mountain. It was pitch-black there, as though the Gate of Hell had been opened.
Endless demons crawled out.
These demons looked vicious and terrifying, making many people