"See anything you like, Fellow Daoist?"
The disheveled old man raised his eyelids and asked lazily.
Li Conglong said nothing. He reached out, picked up a short sword covered in green rust, and examined it closely.
There was a crack on the blade, and its Spiritual Qi was faint. It was clearly damaged.
"How much for this sword?"
"One hundred and twenty Spirit Stones."
The old man stated the price.
'This piece of junk is worth thirty Spirit Stones at most,' Li Conglong scoffed internally.
But his expression remained unchanged. He picked up an incense burner and frowned.
"This burner is intact, and its quality is passable. If I gave it to someone for Artifact Refining, I might be able to extract a few ounces of Copper Essence."
"If you're interested, Fellow Daoist, the burner is eighty."
Seeing that he seemed more interested in the incense burner, the old man said hurriedly.
