"Millennial ironwood about ten feet long?"
Hearing Li Ping's words, Yu Menghan sighed in relief. "Your proposal is certainly acceptable, Fellow Daoist Li. However, I don't have anything as precious as millennial ironwood on hand, so I'll need to arrange a shipment through the Merchant Association. I'm afraid you'll have to wait patiently for a while. As for paying the difference, that won't be necessary. The two are actually worth about the same."
Millennial ironwood was one of the more ordinary varieties of third-tier spiritwood, though it could be used to refine treasures.
Usually, however, even rogue cultivators who had reached Core Formation looked down on treasures refined from it.
In practice, millennial ironwood was more often used to refine second-tier top-grade magic artifacts.
In terms of value, a ten-foot length of millennial ironwood was worth about as much as the payment they had originally agreed upon.
Thus, Yu Menghan agreed to Li Ping's request to change his payment without the slightest hesitation.
Having received a satisfactory answer, Li Ping smiled. "Then I'll leave it in your hands, Fairy Yu."
After seeing Yu Menghan off, he turned toward Bai Lin's residence and pushed the door open.
His gaze swept over the room before finally settling on the desk.
The desk had been tidied until it was spotless, and a letter lay on top.
Li Ping approached and picked up the letter, seeing a line written on the envelope: "For my husband's eyes only."
Bai Lin had left it for him.
At the sight, an uneasy feeling rose in Li Ping's heart.
It seemed Bai Lin had not merely left the cave abode for a short while this time. There was something more to it.
Tearing open the envelope, Li Ping carefully read the letter Bai Lin had left him. As