The person Han Li was requesting a spot from was the shriveled man.
"What did you say?" Alarm flickered across the shriveled man's face, soon to be replaced with anger.
The others glanced at each other, not knowing what Han Li intended.
Han Li calmly said, "Be at ease, Fellow Daoist, I won't allow you to do this in vain. I have two grade five demon beast cores. Take it as payment for your spot. Surely Fellow Daoist won't turn his back on me." He then searched his robes and took two shining blue globes out of nowhere. From their emitted spiritual Qi, they were genuine grade five demon cores.
The shriveled man looked at the two demon cores with a trace of greed, but he soon thought of something and coldly snorted, "Humph! Does your esteemed self think that I will give up my place for a measly two demon cores?"
