The dark-skinned middle-aged man accepted the bag, nodded in satisfaction, and stepped down from the platform.
The pale-faced middle-aged man beside him had witnessed the entire exchange. When he saw Xiao Yu acquire the copper plate, an uneasy feeling washed over him, as though someone had taken something precious from him. He could not help giving Xiao Yu a long look.
Xiao Yu immediately sensed something amiss. He turned toward the man and grinned.
The pale-faced middle-aged man's heart jolted, and he hurriedly averted his gaze. The other man's eyes were terrifying. In that brief glance, he had felt as though a raging flood or savage beast had fixed its sights on him.
This man must not be provoked! Having reached that conclusion, the pale-faced man felt a shadow settle over his previously relaxed mood.
The exchange gathering continued.
Items changed hands one after another, traded for Spirit Stones, medicinal pills, and various other things.
When the pale-faced middle-aged man's turn came, he did not rise. He merely held the woman beside him and said casually:
"I, Li, won't trade these goods for Spirit Stones or medicinal pills, only information. Whoever can tell me where to find a Level Eight Demon Beast's lair can have this entire pile of materials!"
"A Level Eight Demon Beast..."
"You intend to take on a Level Eight Demon Beast, fellow Daoist...?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the seated cultivators broke into discussion. Their gazes toward him took on a mixture of curiosity and awe. Anyone who dared set his sights on a Level Eight Demon Beast surely possessed extraordinary abilities.
A buzz of conversation filled the hall for a while, but no one offered the information the pale-faced middle-aged man sought.
Xiao Yu was inwardly delighted. Offering Demon Beast materials and searching for