"Nonsense, nonsense!" Xiao Hua hurriedly said with a placating smile. "It was only because I had the Cloud-Rain Talisman that I used it for practice!"
"Practice!" Amid Li Zongbao's tumultuous thoughts, a bitter smile appeared on his face. "First he used a spiritual treasure like the Immortal-Piercing Whip for practice, and now he is using a secret art of soul cultivators for practice. This Xiao Hua..."
Indeed, Xiao Hua had increasingly revealed his ferocious true face. He was long since no longer the little cultivator at the first layer of Qi Cultivation whom Li Zongbao had met years ago!
"Um..." Elder Wu hesitated slightly, his gaze sweeping toward Ziming.
Ziming naturally understood Elder Wu's thoughts. Before he could speak again, she immediately said to Xiao Hua, "Young Master Xiao, my Houtu Village wishes to make a deal with you. I wonder whether you might be interested?"
"Oh?" Xiao Hua's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "When this Xiao has nothing to do, I enjoy strolling through trade fairs the most. I can always pick up some bargains. Hehe, this Xiao has said too much. What deal does Houtu Village wish to make with this Xiao?"
"Hehe, what else could it be?" Ziming said with a smile. "Didn't you just mention that you possess some Cloud-Gathering and Rain-Making Technique from the Yun Lan Sect? Million Meng Mountain is suffering from drought right now. Wouldn't this technique be precisely suited to our Million Meng Mountain?"
"Oh, so that was it!" Xiao Hua suddenly understood. Yet, rolling his eyes, he asked again, "What good thing can Houtu Village offer in exchange?"
"As long as it can be exchanged!" Ziming said with a smile. "What does Young Master Xiao want?"
"What do I want?" Xiao Hua scratched his head slightly.
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