"Martial Uncle, I intend to exchange one entry slot to the Bishui Mystic Domain for the Phoenix Blood. Do you think that would work?" Zhangsun Youyue asked Martial Uncle Pei.
Uncle-Master Pei glanced at Huang Xiao. Zhangsun Youyue had just explained that she was seeking the Phoenix Blood for Huang Xiao.
"If it is to lift a curse, a third of this half-vial of Phoenix Blood should be enough," Uncle-Master Pei said. "Huang lad, how many people are afflicted by the curse?"
"One," Huang Xiao hurriedly replied.
"Mm. If we can obtain it, giving you a third will be enough." Uncle-Master Pei nodded.
"I would not dare take more than I need. Enough to lift the curse will suffice," Huang Xiao said respectfully.
"It is still too early to speak of that. I imagine the contest for the Phoenix Blood will not be so easy," Uncle-Master Pei said. "Huang lad, offering a slot to the Bishui Mystic Domain in exchange is already the limit for our Bishui Palace. If that does not work, there is nothing more we can do."
"I understand. Thank you, Senior. Whether it succeeds or not, we shall leave it to fate," Huang Xiao replied.
How could Huang Xiao dare ask Bishui Palace to raise its offer any further? A slot to the Bishui Mystic Domain was clearly exceedingly precious. At the very least, it already exceeded the value of the Phoenix Blood.
"Let us see what they bid first," Uncle-Master Pei said.
"Let me remind everyone once more: whether you are seated here or in the private rooms, you will have only one chance to bid this time. Your bids must be written anonymously on paper. One chance, one final decision. I imagine you all have some idea of the Phoenix Blood's value, so please