"Give me whatever you think is fair."
El nodded lightly.
"Although a Secret Art Soul soul bone is technically a soul bone, it's artificial, after all. At best, it only counts as a 'pseudo-soul bone.'"
"Its market price is only comparable to some ordinary thousand-year soul bones."
As the young lady of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, a sect renowned for its business dealings, Ning Tian naturally knew the approximate market prices of various soul bones.
She took out a black card and handed it to Wu Feng, asking her to deliver it to El across the table.
"The normal market price of a Secret Art Soul soul bone is around eight hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins. At auction, it should fetch no more than one million two hundred thousand."
"This black card holds one million five hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins. You can withdraw or spend them at any branch of Nine Treasures Commerce on the continent."
"Wow!"
El accepted the black card from Wu Feng with a soft exclamation, making the thin card flip and dance between his fingers.
"That's a lot more than a twenty-percent premium."
"Are you trying to make me owe you a favor, Lady Ning?"
"Not quite."
The smile on Ning Tian's face remained perfectly poised.
"At most, I'm just trying to grow a little closer to you, El."
"After all, faced with a peerless genius like you, aside from the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, what faction wouldn't try to get on friendly terms with you?"
Not to mention that this peerless genius had an elder behind him who stood among the strongest beings in the world...
The Star Luo Empire's chief consecrator was only level 97!
With someone backing him, they couldn't afford to offend him, and the chances of killing him