So when Mo Yan suddenly started selling something, they naturally had to be on guard.
Especially something like an entry slot.
Those were priceless. How could one be bought for a single Seventh-Grade Spirit Stone?
If they could, wouldn't every Demon Cultivator with any standing be fighting to buy it?
If they actually believed her, they had no business surviving in the world of Demon Cultivators. They'd die sooner or later for being so stupid.
Mo Yan felt helpless. This time, she was being serious; she really did want to sell the slot.
'Where has all the trust between people gone?'
Just then, another beam of light arrived. But this person's arrival was swift and steady, completely different from Mo Yan's.
She landed lightly, then looked at Mo Yan with a smile. "Want to try running?"
The newcomer was none other than the Witch Dan Xue.
When the Witch Dan Xue heard that Mo Yan had run off to the Celestial Book Tomb, she had her master send her over without a second thought.
