Chapter 239
"Ten drops of Innate Water is too much, one drop at most,"
the Heavenly Sword Immortal Real Man said after pondering for a moment.
"Ten drops!"
Qinchuan said.
"Three drops!"
the Heavenly Sword Immortal Real Man raised the price.
"Ten drops!"
However, Qinchuan did not budge an inch and insisted firmly.
The corners of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Real Man's mouth twitched slightly, and he said sternly, "Five drops! Not a single drop more!"
"This Innate Water is incredibly rare; it takes tens of thousands of years to condense just a few drops. Giving you five drops is already my greatest concession! If you're still not satisfied, then let's settle this with a contest of strength!"
the Heavenly Sword Immortal Real Man said coldly, taking a firm stance.
However, Qinchuan simply smiled slightly, "Five drops, eh? Well, since the Heavenly Sword Sect is so sincere, let's consider today's matter settled."