Shen Yun made a move again!
Seeing Granny Wuyin's posture, he knew how important this pearl was to her, and immediately raised the price with one hand, clean and decisive.
"Little wretch, you're courting death!"
Granny Wuyin flew into a thunderous rage, like a venomous snake struck in its vital seven inches. Her five fingers clenched, actually crushing the armrest of her chair into powder.
How dearly she wished she could stop right here, let this kid lift a stone only to smash his own foot, then mock him viciously.
But when her gaze fell on the precious pearl, a mysterious sensation suddenly rose in her heart—this object would be the key to her attaining the Dao.
Every cultivator knew just how accurate such sudden whims of the heart could be.
From ancient times to now, those who achieved great undertakings often seized opportunity in a flash of spiritual light, and from then on soared into the sky in a single bound.
In summary, no matter what, she could not retreat, or her Dao path would inevitably suffer a major blow.
Seeing this from the side, Young Master Soul Seizer immediately set his mind turning, transforming into a dog-headed strategist as he bowed and offered advice:
"First Elder, since this Shen Yun is deliberately causing trouble, why don't we wait until he calls out a sky-high price, then demand proof of funds? Let's see how he cleans up the mess then."
Hearing this, Granny Wuyin gradually calmed down, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt this plan was wonderful.
She glanced at him appreciatively and gave a sinister laugh. "Good. If we can make that little wretch suffer a great loss this time, this old woman will certainly remember your merit."
Young Master Soul Seizer was