Seeing that Fang Xingjian did not stop him from talking, Zhou Xingwen continued, "Look at how you're not that accustomed to a Sacred Land with a high density... I know of some Conferred Knights who have been wanting to come to the Sacred Land with one hundred times the density to cultivate. This is a good opportunity that will benefit both sides."
How could Fang Xingjian be fooled so easily? His words were just like his sword arts, straight to the point.
"Who has his eyes on the Sacred Land I have access to? How much is he willing to pay?"
To Fang Xingjian, the use of the Sacred Land was for him to speed up his cultivation progress. However, if the other party could offer a reasonable price, for example, one million gold, or a complete set of Divine level suit, he would naturally be willing to give this up.
