Inside the VIP room on the third floor of the Trade Convention building, Ling Xian sat firmly in an oak chair, legs crossed, patiently waiting for Zhao Zong Hua’s proposal for his 50 Healing Dans.
"Young master, yesterday I informed the headquarters details of this transaction. The Managing Director personally made the proposal of 80,000 spiritual stones for each Dan. How does this offer sound to you?"
Zhao Zong Hua let out a quiet moan as he began with a price 10,000 stones fewer than authorized by the headquarters. He wanted to test the waters first.
"80,000?"
Ling Xian feigned calmness. This was not an indecent price. Actually, this was more than a fair price. The Healing Dan merely belonged to the Eighth-Realm. It targeted cultivators below the foundational level. If not for its incredible after effects, this Dan would never fetch such a price.