Ore in exchange for an equal weight of Superior Saint Stones, one to one—at terms like that, Luo Qian could not muster a single thought of refusing. He carried a large quantity of Superior Saint Stones with him, including those he had extorted from Wuyou when he kidnapped Wu Xiuer. The Outer Domain lacked everything except fine raw materials. At Wuyou's command, every warrior became a porter, and a small mountain of Ore soon rose before Luo Qian.
The first trade was a success. Wuyou received nearly five hundred thousand Superior Saint Stones, while Luo Qian received the same weight—around fifty tons—of assorted materials.
As they parted, Wuyou handed Luo Qian a Special Voice Communication Card. "Whatever you need, contact me. I'll do my best to provide it." Luo Qian nodded. Off to one side, Nangong Jue quietly drew Wu Xiuer aside. "We're friends, so don't say I didn't warn you. Don't harbor any unrealistic hopes about Li Shu. He's a block of wood!" A woman in love clearly missed his meaning. "So what if he's wooden?" she said stubbornly. "I just need to take the initiative." Nangong Jue grew anxious. "He really is a block of wood..." Wu Xiuer cut him off coldly. "Stop. I know you've been good to me, but my heart belongs to someone else." Nangong Jue was stunned. For once, he had meant well without the slightest selfish motive, yet she still suspected him. He could practically hear his heart breaking. "Fine. Cast pearls before swine. My Die Shang is much better..." He flicked his sleeve and walked away, muttering resentfully under his breath.
Anyone could have read the tender look in Wu Xiuer's eyes—anyone but Li Shu. When the two stood alone, face-to-face, he asked gruffly, without a romantic bone in his body, "What