"Fellow Daoist Extreme Yin, a hundred thousand superior spirit stones is certainly tempting, but they are of little practical use right now. Why not offer something that could save my life?" You Ci said.
You Ci's demand, as audacious as a lion opening its maw, gave Song Wen an idea just when he had been at a loss as to how to persuade her.
Song Wen turned his hand over, took out a jade slip, and pressed it into You Ci's hand.
The jade slip had been blank. The instant Song Wen took it out, he inscribed several passages into it.
The passages described the effects of the Minor Teleportation Talisman.
After reading them, You Ci was visibly tempted, a sharp gleam flashing through her cloudy eyes.
"This is a fine item, but one won't be enough."
"I can offer three at most. If that is unacceptable, we will have to forget the matter," Song Wen said.
"Very well, three it is. However, I have one condition. You may practice the Truth-Listening Technique yourself, but you must not teach it to anyone else, especially our companions on this journey," You Ci said.
You Ci clearly intended to sell the Truth-Listening Technique repeatedly, preferably to every person in the group.
"Of course. Rest assured, Fellow Daoist. I swear upon my Dao heart that I will never pass this secret technique on to anyone," Song Wen said.
You Ci nodded slightly and did not dwell on his words.
Although an oath sworn upon one's Dao heart was less binding than a soul oath, cultivators generally would not break such vows lightly. High-level cultivators, in particular, were even less inclined to treat them lightly.
If something went wrong with one's Dao heart, at best it would become difficult to break through bottlenecks; at