"Not trading!"
Lin Fan refused decisively once again. This man wanted to pressure him with the mere Wang Family? He was dreaming in broad daylight.
Besides, in his view, an extra life was a matter of enormous importance. With such a treasure in hand, why would he give it to someone else?
"Fellow Daoist, actually, a prodigy cousin of mine is about to celebrate her birthday. I wanted to buy it as a gift for her," Wang Chengyu continued, an air of arrogance about him.
"What does your cousin's birthday have to do with me?"
Lin Fan was speechless. Could you introduce your cousin to me to warm my bed, then?
If that were the case, and she was pretty enough, he might consider it.
Surprised that Lin Fan remained unmoved even after that, Wang Chengyu asked, "Fellow Daoist, may I ask your name?"
"Di Chong of the Immortal Palace!" Lin Fan answered offhandedly.
Is there such a faction in the Nine Heavens? Wang Chengyu pondered.
"I come from the Three Thousand Dao Provinces, not the Nine Heavens," Lin Fan said.
The moment he said that, Wang Chengyu's gaze turned disdainful.
In his view, outside the Nine Heavens, the beings of the Ten Lands could only be called Lower Realm inhabitants. Even among those born in the Nine Heavens, there were distinctions of rank.
Lin Fan naturally noticed this, but did not particularly care. In the end, strength was what mattered in this world.
Those Immortal Families wallowed in the past. One day, they would pay for their arrogance!
Most importantly, his current identity was Di Chong. How could he pass up the chance to stir up some hatred?
"Fellow Daoist, perhaps you don't yet understand what an Immortal Family represents, or what standing my Wang Family holds in the