"Take it or leave it." The old man's tone was cold and hard.
Chen Lin wasted no words. He counted out five hundred mid-grade spirit crystals from his Storage Ring, put them in a bag, and tossed it over.
Click.
The old man's eyes snapped open. His withered hand swiftly caught the bag, and a sweep of his divine sense instantly brought a fawning smile to his face. "My lord, you're generous! This flame lotus is yours!"
Chen Lin put away the jade box, then tossed it to Clear Wind behind him. Clear Wind clutched the box and bowed repeatedly in excitement.
With that lavish purchase setting the tone, the group continued browsing. Before long, Chen Lin spotted a stalk of phantom spirit grass at another stall specializing in demon beast materials.
The grass was deep purple all over and could greatly improve the innate quality of the divine soul, making it ideal for demon beasts specializing in illusions.
The stallholder knew its value and asked for four hundred mid-grade spirit crystals.
Once again, Chen Lin paid without so much as blinking and handed it to Bright Moon.
"Thank you, Master! Bright Moon will cultivate hard and warm your bed for you someday!" The little catgirl hugged the grass, so excited that she blurted out whatever came to mind.
Song Qiuya gave a dry cough beside him and glanced at Chen Lin. He turned his head without changing his expression, pretending he had heard nothing.
Two medicinal herbs had cost nine hundred mid-grade spirit crystals. The spirit crystals left in Chen Lin's Storage Ring had dwindled to around eleven hundred.
The group continued toward the high-tier section at the very heart of the trading area.
There were noticeably fewer stalls here, but every item on display radiated fluctuations that made