Three-Thousand-Year Illusion-Transformation Fruit: Eating It Costs 100,000 Life Points

Were they competing now? Yang Ling sat back down.

He was curious why Xian Donglai wanted to trade a Three-Thousand-Year Ebony Snake-Gall Fruit for Shi Tianhu's head.

The Great Nether Temple had offered the same reward. Wasn't this redundant?

Was he trying to do the Great Nether Temple a favor?

"Your Precious Medicine Gang merely made an offer. I can produce the same reward as the Great Nether Temple in exchange for Shi Tianhu's head."

Xian Donglai chuckled deeply. "So there's no point arguing over who came first.

The Precious Medicine Gang is in business. You can't expect it to make... a loss, can you?"

The Precious Medicine Gang elder considered this, a strange glint appearing in his eyes.

"Lord Xian, business does demand a profit. But why are you willing to trade a Three-Thousand-Year Ebony Snake-Gall Fruit for the leader of the Mingwang Group's head?"

"Because I'm not a businessman."

Xian Donglai smiled, took a wooden box from his sleeve, and handed it to Yang Ling.

"Lord Yang, let's make the trade."

Yang Ling smiled. "Let me inspect it."

"Please."

Xian Donglai nodded and opened the box in his hand.

A rich medicinal fragrance instantly filled the hall.

The two lantern bearers, Xu and Xiao, glanced at it and nodded inwardly. Fine stuff.

Shi Haixuan's face darkened, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

Even a Middle Fourth-Grade Grandmaster like him had great need of a Three-Thousand-Year Ebony Snake-Gall Fruit.

Even after condensing a Martial Dao Fire Seed, it would make excellent nourishment for his Martial Dao Furnace.

And now something so valuable was about to fall into the hands of a foul-mouthed junior, who had traded the head of Shi Haixuan's former direct disciple for it. Infuriating!

"Three-Thousand-Year Illusion-Transformation Fruit: deducts 100,000 life points"

Yang Ling looked at the rare