"With so many Spirit Stones, isn't he afraid I'll just take the money and run?" Song Changsheng said jokingly as he weighed the Qiankun Bag in his hand.
"He only agreed after learning your identity. He believes your reputation is worth more than these ten thousand Spirit Stones."
Song Changsheng grinned. 'If I were just a Loose Cultivator, I'd definitely choose the ten thousand Spirit Stones. But I'm a disciple of the Song Clan, the grandson of Song Xianming, and the son of Xia Yunxue.'
"Let's see what he wants first." Song Changsheng took the Jade Scroll from the Qiankun Bag and pressed it to his forehead. What he saw was an unremarkable black stone.
'You could find stones like this by the hundreds on any roadside. Could it really be some kind of treasure?'
He asked doubtfully, "Can this thing really be put up for auction?"
