Two are not enough?
The palace-dressed woman stiffened, saying: "Friend, two are already a lot."
"More than that, I really can't afford."
Jiang Fan picked up the Identity Token.
Without a word, he sent out a message through it.
Seeing this, the palace-dressed woman hurriedly held Jiang Fan's hand, and said: "Wait!"
"Three, then three! This is the price set by the Divinity Transformation old freaks."
"Any more than that, and I wouldn't be able to give it even if I wanted to!"
Three?
Jiang Fan silently counted in his mind.
One for Liu Qingxian, one for Yue Mingzhu, one for Xia Chaoge, Liang Feiyan, Ren Guhong, Ye Banxia, and Nangong Xiaoyun, they wouldn't have any.
"How about nine?" Jiang Fan boldly suggested.
The palace-dressed woman nearly fainted from anger: "Even the Divinity Transformation Venerables can't come up with that many Sky Ascending Pills!"
But considering how the Space-Time Dust could extend her lifespan by sixty years.
