Lin Tian's face was twisted with discomfort. At this moment, the appearance of Yun Yan and Yunkun was disheveled and dirty, covered in mud, and they exuded an indescribable foul odor. The face of Fire Qilin Cave, completely lost.
The faces of the other cultivators weren't looking great either. After all, their clan's younger members had also been captured. Yet by their terrible state, it wasn't hard to imagine the hardship their kin must have endured.
"One and a half million top-grade Spirit Stones per person, non-negotiable."
Li Xiaobai lit a Huazi and spoke indifferently.
Lin Tian flicked his hand, and a Space Ring floated in front of Li Xiaobai.
"Three million top-grade Spirit Stones in total. I'll take these two with me."
"Swift and decisive, truly a master from the Fire Qilin Cave. Your straightforward and generous behavior is indeed unlike these stingy fellows," Li Xiaobai said.