Lu Mei said bluntly, "With a large supply of Demonic Energy Crystals and a master skilled in refining Upper Demon Pills..." Luo Qian said Pale-ly, "Pill Refiners are easy to find, but Demonic Energy Crystals aren't. Am I right?" Lu Mei said, "My father thought he had no hope left in this lifetime. He never imagined you would appear." Luo Qian asked, "How many Demonic Energy Crystals do you need?" Lu Mei considered it. "At least three hundred thousand, I'm afraid." Luo Qian frowned slightly. "Three hundred thousand Demonic Energy Crystals refined into Upper Demon Pills could raise your father to the level of an Immortal Emperor. What is he planning?"
Lu Mei scoffed. "What's so remarkable about reaching the level of an Immortal Emperor? Doesn't an Immortal Emperor still muddle along in this world, unable to pass the Quantitative Immortal Tribulation?" Luo Qian shook his head. "If I were him, I wouldn't undergo the tribulation either. Better to reign as an emperor in the Immortal Realm than go chasing an elusive future in some misty, uncertain world." Lu Mei brought the conversation back on track. "Can you supply that many Demonic Energy Crystals?"
"In business, it's never a question of whether you can. It's a question of whether the price is right," Luo Qian said. Lu Mei looked as though she had expected that. Raising an eyebrow, she asked, "What do you want? If the Lu Household can afford it, we won't haggle!" Luo Qian chuckled and let his gaze travel up and down her body. Lu Mei tensed and instinctively drew back. There was a hint of pleading in her voice. "Luo Qian, I've always thought you were a good man..." "Hahaha..." Luo Qian burst out laughing. It had been a long time since anyone had called him