This guy is simply asking for too much.
Pei Ling cursed inwardly. 15 supreme-grade Bone Tempering Pills. Even if I hand them to Zheng Jingshan, I'd get 10,000 inferior-grade Spirit Stones.
This amount is enough for me to hire a Foundation Establishment expert from the inner sect. Do I need to find an eighth-stage Qi Refinement cultivator?
"Senior Brother Zhao, how precious these supreme-grade Bone Tempering Pills are! I only have this many." Pei Ling was troubled. "Let's talk about it in the future."
"Junior Brother Pei, ignore him." Seeing this, the eyes of the black-robed male cultivator sitting beside Zhao Chang'an flashed. He suddenly said, "He's just a mere Shao Ningzhi. Why would you need to give 15 supreme-grade Bone Tempering Pills? I only need 12, and I promise to help you get rid of him. How about that?"
