Sikong Fuling was practically about to explode from anger!

  Sikong Fuling really wanted to rush up and slap this imp to death!

  Sikong Fuling bit her lip before taking in a deep breath to forcefully suppress her bellyful of anger. “Miss Qiao, as you aren’t a weapon engineer, you won’t have much use for this glacial star sand. I suppose that you don’t even know what purpose glacial star sand can serve!”


  Qiao Mu blinked her eyes. “It’s used to create divine weapons. If you don’t add this, even a top-class spiritual weapon will be unable to transmute into a divine weapon!”


  Hearing this, Sikong Fuling looked at her in surprise. “Alright, even if you know what it is used for, you simply aren’t an engineer, right? This stuff will be wasted in your hands! How about this, I’ll just buy it from you!”


  When Sikong Fuling said this last sentence, she felt even more aggrieved to death!

  Qiao Mu stuck out her small pair of fair white hands and flipped them back and forth in the water as she questioned curiously, “What can you offer?”


  “Spirit stones!” Sikong Fuling gritted her teeth as she explained, “You’ve heard of spirit stones before, right! The basic resource for cultivating in the spiritual realm, just like our magnetite……”


  “Of course I know!” Qiao Mu interrupted, with “don’t treat this darling as a fool” written all over her face.

  Afterwards, she asked, “How many spirit stones can you give me?”


  “One hundred pieces! Mid-grade spirit stones!” She clenched her teeth as she posted an exorbitant price.

  “Deal!” Qiao Mu agreed without a second word before jabbing her small hand in front of Sikong Fuling. “Give here.”


  Sikong Fuling was momentarily startled on the spot before she became overjoyed. She then took out a sack of mid-grade spirit stones and tossed it at Qiao Mu’s hand. “I won’t lie to you. This sack of mid-grade spirit stones is good stuff. It can support you for some time even if you go travelling in the Middle Six Prefectures.”


  Qiao Mu nodded. Afterwards, she fished out the brocade bag embroidered with a black datura flower.

  Sikong Fuling gritted her teeth at this sight……

  However, seeing that she was going to give back the glacial star sand with the brocade bag, Sikong Fuling’s mood improved.

  Qiao Mu opened the brocade bag and picked through it for a long time, to the point that Sikong Fuling’s eyebrow jerked and a bad premonition rose in her heart……

  “Here, yours!” The little fellow lightly waved her hand, wrapping the tiniest glacial star sand that she had selected in a current of water and tossing it over to the saint.

  The saint was dumbfounded for quite a while and didn’t respond the entire time.

  Afterwards, the entire glacial pond churned like a boiling pot of water, exploding with a boom!

  The Saint of the Demonic Cult wailed in exasperation, “I said to exchange one hundred pieces of mid-grade spirit stone for a bag of glacial star sand!!!”


  This fellow really was shameless beyond belief.