"You little rascal!"
Hearing the crisp and pleasing laughter, Ancestor Kunlun's anger dissipated instantly, no longer bulging his eyes or raising his beard, revealing an extremely amiable expression.
*
"Qingluo, I've received definite news about the Resurrection Monster Fruit,"
After a while, the master and disciple put away their smiles and started to discuss the serious matter.
Ancestor Kunlun stroked his beard with a solemn expression, "That old fellow only has one of those plants and refused to give it up. I have negotiated with him many times and offered a great price, but he still won't agree."
"Master, can you try negotiating with him again?"
Lin Qingluo's heart raced with excitement as she tried to suppress her joy, "I don't need the whole Spirit Plant, just one mature seed will do."
"Seed?"
Ancestor Kunlun obviously hesitated for a moment when he heard the word seed.
After a while, he sighed in relief and revealed a glad smile.
A seed will do after all!