Wherever there were men, there were special transactions. It was inevitable, and the Demonfolk World was no exception.
In Demon Country, those who engaged in such transactions were basically the lowest-ranking demonfolk, driven there by life with nowhere else to turn. Of course, some people simply liked the trade, doing it out of pure hobby.
"Brother, let me tell you, several Fox Demon Race girls have arrived at Huanju below. Every one of them is so delicate and lovely, they're practically immortals. The price is a little high, but they're worth every coin. Want me to take you there..."
Seeing Nie Yun remain silent, Yao Dari assumed he was a fellow enthusiast and hurriedly made his introduction.
"Er, I'm not going. You should take me to watch Xue Jing'er's match instead!"
The more Nie Yun looked at this fellow, the more he resembled a pimp. He shook his head helplessly.
"What a pity. You don't know how to enjoy life!" Seeing his attitude, Yao Dari knew the other man had no interest and sighed. "Come with me, then! Fifty mid-grade immortal stones to lead the way!"
"You want money?" Nie Yun had not expected to have to pay and was somewhat taken aback.
"Of course. If we didn't charge money, wouldn't we starve to death? Hurry up!" Yao Dari was somewhat impatient.
"Fine, fine!" Nie Yun could not be bothered to argue with such a minor character. With a casual flick, he tossed out fifty mid-grade immortal stones.
To him, this was not money at all, but to ordinary people, it was no small fortune.
Yao Dari had clearly not expected the young man to so readily produce fifty mid-grade immortal stones. His eyes lit up as he excitedly collected them, staring at Nie Yun as though he were a