The crowd, who had just been uninterested and ready to leave, immediately halted. They exchanged glances in quick succession, strange flickers passing through their eyes as they sank into thought.
Everyone present was a Rogue Cultivator who had roamed the world for many years and possessed abundant experience. Naturally, they understood the importance of intelligence and information.
To say they were not tempted upon hearing this would have been an outright lie.
But temptation was temptation. It merely lingered in each of their hearts, and few showed it openly.
After a moment, the square-faced man who had spoken first asked, "I see! Then... how are you selling the information in your possession, Fellow Daoist?"
The sharp-chinned, monkey-faced cultivator blurted out, "Information on the outskirts of Heavenly Absolute Peak costs five thousand Spirit Stones per copy. Using this place as the boundary, information on the central region costs fifty thousand Spirit Stones per copy."
Having said that, the sharp-chinned, monkey-faced cultivator smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits. Successfully stirring everyone's interest meant he had a chance to sell his information at a good price.
As for the surrounding crowd, their eyes all widened at the price.
Fifty thousand Spirit Stones was no small sum for Foundation Establishment cultivators.
As for the outer region the other party had mentioned, everyone present dismissed it outright.
After all, the dangers on the outskirts were relatively low. With their strength, they could come and go freely there without needing any information at all.
The square-faced cultivator cried out in alarm. "What? Fifty thousand Spirit Stones for one copy? Fellow Daoist... isn't your information far too expensive?"
The sharp-chinned, monkey-faced cultivator said with a smile, "You cannot put it that way. To gather this information, I not only spent a great deal of effort, but