Tong Tianyun's eyes brightened. "Fellow Daoist Qingwei..."
Everyone's attention now fell on Mo Tiange. Qin Xi frowned; his gaze at her seemed to contain some inexplicable meaning.
Mo Tiange's face remained calm as she continued on: "Although Fellow Daoist's Crystal Soul Jades are also very rare, they aren't as rare as a ten-thousand-year-old spiritual plant—this trade seems a bit unfair."
After a momentary delight, Tong Tianyun very quickly regained his calm. He said, "I've spent half a lifetime collecting these Crystal Soul Jades. Forget about anything else—even a Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn't be able to come up with this many. Fellow Daoist Qingwei, you shouldn't make exorbitant demands!"