Yuanhao Wen's eyes flashed with a glint, his smile growing: "Our Myriad Phenomena Daoist Palace encompasses everything—elixirs, arrays, talismans, magical treasures, flying swords, spirit plants, various Heavenly and Earthly Treasures, cultivation technique secret records—as long as Fellow Daoist can afford it, most can be negotiated. I wonder what Fellow Daoist Zheng requires?"
Shen Xuan raised his eyes, staring directly at the counterpart, and said slowly: "Do you have Nascent Soul Pills, or Heavenly Spiritual Objects that assist in Nascent Soul Formation?"
Yuanhao Wen's smile slightly paused, then he chuckled awkwardly and said: "Fellow Daoist Zheng is joking. Such strategic resources concerning the sect's destiny and Nascent Soul foundation are strictly prohibited from being publicly sold by the Daoist Palace. Moreover..."
His gaze swept over the seven spiritual artifacts on the table, the unspoken words were obvious.
