But now, the price was laid out right before him.
He had to admit, he... wavered.
Su Shi'er's seventy top-grade Spirit Stones were worth, at most, a little over nine hundred thousand Spirit Stones.
Yet the Pale-faced Cultivator's bid added nearly four hundred thousand Spirit Stones on top of that.
Even a supreme-grade Spirit Stone, at twice the price, would only be worth two million Spirit Stones.
Four hundred thousand accounted for twenty percent of that.
Taking a deep breath, the dejected cultivator's first reaction was not to agree. Instead, he instinctively turned to look at Su Shi'er.
At that moment, he even considered selling the Cave Mansion to the Pale-faced Cultivator, then adding a little more to trade for the supreme-grade Spirit Stone Su Shi'er had mentioned.
But when he saw the faint, inscrutable smile at the corner of Su Shi'er's lips, and how Su Shi'er showed no intention of speaking—
The dejected cultivator shuddered and immediately calmed down.
The other party's calm silence plainly showed that Su Shi'er had him pinned down, knowing he desperately needed a supreme-grade Spirit Stone. It was no different from what the Pale-faced Cultivator had done earlier.
It would be impossible to say he harbored no dissatisfaction whatsoever.
But what good was more dissatisfaction?
Such was the world. No one owed anyone anything, and everyone wanted to maximize their own gains.
Even in Sunset City, top-grade Spirit Stones were exceedingly rare. Supreme-grade Spirit Stones were even more priceless than gold, things rarely seen in the world.
The whereabouts of the supreme-grade Spirit Stone he had learned of earlier—wanting to trade for it was not a matter of how many Spirit Stones he had. The chance... could be called vanishingly slim.
Yet the person before him had shown him another opportunity.
Thinking of the