"At least this number." Lin Xin held up a finger.
"Ten pieces? You're dreaming!" The man's face turned cold. "Do you know how many people are fighting for Demon Talisman Seeds? Do you realize how precious they are?"
"I don't know, I only know that we're trading, so I want this price," Lin Xin stood firm.
The man's gaze darkened, staring intently at him.
"You're asking for the moon," he said.
Lin Xin smiled. "If there's another kind of compensation, that's also possible, actually."
"Compensation, what kind of compensation do you want? Demon Talisman Seeds are too precious, I can give you something else instead," the man said, his tone easing as he spoke softly.
"I want high-level materials, I want a complete set of cultivation techniques, from Qi Cultivation to Nascent Soul."
