"You have a Fist Technique, don't you? Trade it to me. As long as you promise never to trade it with anyone else, this Pure Yang Grass and the Thirty-year-old Ginseng are all yours."
Liu Qing chuckled, his mind audibly whirring with calculations.
For a single stalk of Pure Yang Grass and an old ginseng root, he wanted to take Xu Yang's Wind-Breaking Fist for himself and buy out the exclusive rights.
"It seems you aren't being very sincere, Senior Brother. At an auction house, the exclusive rights to a Gang Qi Martial Technique would cost four or five thousand taels at the very least."
Xu Yang refused outright.
"Then by all means, take it to an auction house," Liu Qing said with a chuckle.
It wasn't as if he had to sell these items to Xu Yang. Plenty of Pill Masters on Medicine King Peak needed Pure Yang Grass and thirty-year-old ginseng.
'I'm still missing the Pure Yang Grass!'
