Bit of a snag in writing, so I'm a little late, just one update now, the next chapter will be between eight and nine o'clock, sorry.
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In the Western Wastes, at the Moon-Watching Sect.
When Fu Youzhi heard Meng Yu mention five hundred thousand bushels, even a million bushels, his heart almost leaped out of his throat.
He understood better than anyone what this amount of Spirit Stones meant for the current plight of the Mysterious Heaven Sect.
Especially since Meng Yu kindly stated that only a thirty percent advance payment was necessary.
His face flushed red, he was about to promise something when he suddenly felt his wife's Divine Sense gently, rhythmically poking him as a sign of caution against deceit, something the two had agreed upon.
What?
His mouth twitched, wanting to say something, but he found himself unable to speak. Deceit, where was there deceit?
