"You have a soul-weaving pill?" The old man asked, subconsciously standing and anxiously looking at the newcomers.
"We do." Shen Xu didn't deny it.
Hearing this, the old man hastily walked towards the two with an excited expression.
"I am willing to exchange everything in my shop for a soul weaving pill." He declared.
Shen Xu nodded when he heard this.
This was exactly what was written in the book, and the double couldn't help but feel excited.
"Do you have a contract?" He asked.
Although he and Zhen Yuan could easily defeat the old man, they didn't want to get into unnecessary altercations.
"I have it." The old man said, waved his hand, and a contract flew out of his space ring.
The contract was basic, but it covered all the bases.
In addition to detailing the terms of the trade, it prevented either party from going back on their word or attacking each other within one hundred years.
