Everyone was first surprised by how practical Jiang Chen was.
Then they felt a wave of relief. Being able to repay the favor on the spot was naturally a good thing.
After all, with what they had said today, they could hardly refuse if Jiang Chen called on them in the future. But given his strength, any trouble he encountered would very likely cost them their lives if they went.
That made things extremely awkward.
And their difficulty refusing was not because they valued their promises as much as their lives.
Mainly, Jiang Chen was so formidable that refusing him could easily get them killed on the spot...
"Good! Straight to the point, Brother Jiang!" Liu Kai was thoroughly easygoing. He emptied every pocket on him and finally produced a small bag of dog blood so red it was almost black, along with a small iron box.
"This is blood from a black dog born between seven and nine in the morning on a yang day of the solar calendar, as sturdy as a little calf. The pup could see sinister things from birth. Once it reached adulthood, even Vicious Ghosts would give way when its blood was splashed!"
"This box contains red sand aged over fifty years, the finest grade of cinnabar!"
"Good, thank you."
Jiang Chen nodded.
"This is..."
Soon, the others also took out all the ghost-repelling materials they carried and generously gave them to him.
Afterward, everyone except Chen Xue left first.
Liu Kai and the others needed to go back to treat their injuries, while Yang Chan happily counted her gains, eager to return and buy things to improve her strength.
Although she belonged to the Yang Family's direct line.
Families of Unusual Persons often had strict rules. Yang Chan's talent was not outstanding, and