"Let's hope so!" Xu Ping sighed slightly.
"However, the price of this Concentration Incense is exorbitantly high, and drawing a third-tier talisman is daunting..." As he spoke, Xu Ping showed a troubled expression.
"I'm aware of that, which is why I tried my utmost to persuade Hua Yan to take a bit of a loss and give you an extra stick of Concentration Incense, Fellow Daoist Xu." He Chen said with a smile.
"But I still find the price somewhat unbearable." Xu Ping said with a rather helpless expression, shaking his head gently.
"Still expensive?"
He Chen's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and just as he was about to respond, he suddenly sensed a Super Long-distance Sound Transmission Talisman within his Storage Ring trembling violently.
"Please excuse me for a moment." He Chen said, his brow furrowed as he rose and walked toward a fake mountain not far away.
After reaching the fake mountain, He Chen quickly raised his hand and placed a layer of soundproof Restriction.
