"Taoist Friend Wei, I'll trade you one drop of Divine Milk of Nature for those two Blood Essence Tempering Immortal Fruits, five Eighth Rank Demon Pill, and that piece of fifteen-thousand-year-old Fire Yang Wood."
Shen Long took out a green porcelain vial and handed it to Wei Dao, speaking through spiritual telepathy.
"Divine Milk of Nature?"
Wei Dao was a bit surprised, taking the green porcelain vial, prying off the stopper for a glance, and quickly sealing it again.
"Taoist Friend Shen, one drop of Divine Milk of Nature for so many items, I would be at too much of a disadvantage. Two drops would be more reasonable."
Wei Dao spoke through spiritual telepathy, his eyebrows tightly knitted.
"I only have one drop. If Taoist Friend Wei is unwilling, then let's forget it. I won't trade if even one item is missing."
Shen Long spoke through spiritual telepathy.
