Seeing the treasures Bai Xi and the Red Moon Patriarch had offered, the others could only reluctantly give up, much as they coveted the Nightmare Dragon Horn.
The young man in golden armor sat there quietly, showing no intention of bidding. It was unclear whether he had no need for the Nightmare Dragon Horn or simply lacked a suitable treasure.
Seeing that no one else intended to bid, Shen Luo quickly weighed his options: should he choose the One-Origin True Water or the Myriad Spirits Golden Bone Fluid?
He soon made his decision. He would first exchange one Nightmare Dragon Horn for the bottle of One-Origin True Water, then seek out the Red Moon Patriarch privately after the trading session and exchange his other horn for the gourd of Myriad Spirits Golden Bone Fluid.
"Hehe, you two are certainly generous with your offers, fellow Daoists, but I, too, am quite fond of this Nightmare Dragon Horn." Just as Shen Luo was about to speak, a voice suddenly rang out. It was the black-robed man.
Both the Red Moon Patriarch and Bai Xi frowned and turned their gazes toward him.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, these are my terms. Take a look." Ignoring the Red Moon Patriarch and Bai Xi, the black-robed man raised his hand and waved it.
A streak of white light shot out and landed before Shen Luo. It was a white jade slip.
Shen Luo caught the jade slip, gave the black-robed man a surprised look, then sent his divine sense into it.
"Good. It's a deal!" An irrepressible look of delight appeared on his face, and he spoke at once.
"Wait, Fellow Daoist Shen. Are you really not going to consider this bottle of One-Origin True Water?" Bai Xi frowned and hurriedly spoke.
"Thank you for your kind