Li Xingtian looked at the youth before him and went straight to the story he had already discussed with Eldest Senior Sister, asking calmly:
"Whatever they're paying, I'll pay double. We want to study the pillar of light. And if necessary, you'll have to feed them false information."
The youth looked somewhat surprised. After a moment's silence, he sighed softly and answered:
"It's not about money..."
Li Xingtian spoke with some disdain. "If it's not about money, what is it about? Whatever they can afford, the Evil Spirit Cult can certainly afford double!"
"Ah, fellow Daoist, you should know that this pillar of light wasn't made by humans." The youth looked helplessly toward the distant pillar of light, his tone somewhat heavy. "Surely you also know..."
"So we can't reach an agreement?" Li Xingtian cut him off.
This was clearly just a ploy to jack up the price on the spot.
Though an Evil Cultivator, he was still a human, at least. Whether he was doing it for Spirit Stones or not, he had unquestionably become a traitor to humanity.
Li Xingtian naturally understood there was no need to discuss moral boundaries with an Evil Cultivator, but he truly had no patience to negotiate with one either.
He did have some experience in how to properly skip all this nonsense.
Seeing the flash of killing intent in Li Xingtian's eyes, the youth hurriedly said:
"Of course we can reach an agreement. But you must understand the risks I'm taking, fellow Daoist."
"Are you telling me a joke?"
"What do you mean by that, fellow Daoist?"
"Isn't an Evil Cultivator talking about risks a joke? If you're afraid of risks, why become an Evil Cultivator? Have you already forgotten everything you just said?"
The youth dared not beat around the bush