"Where am I supposed to get a Nether-level Magical Artifact for you?" These Nether-level Artifacts aren't just cabbages; even Yang Xiao doesn't have enough for himself.
"You naturally don't have any on you, but the Esoteric Sect surely has treasures. You saved Cannibal Buddha's daughter; he won't mistreat you, as long as you're willing to ask." Sheng Yanlin looked cunning and shrewd.
"You offer goodwill, and you get benefits; Dean Sheng, you certainly calculated this well." Yang Xiao laughed.
"Yang, I am not someone who takes freebies. The gratitude for your favor will surely be repaid in the future."
Sheng Yanlin paused and lowered his voice, "You know my skill in appraising treasures. Even if you don't believe me, you can inquire in the world of martial arts about my reputation, Sheng Yanlin."
"I can say that no one in this world understands the Hundred Demons Coffin Clothes better than I do, not even the Chamber of Commerce's Store Manager."
