Lian Cheng tried to negotiate. He only had about 2,000 spirit stones. At first, he thought these fire crystals would cost no more than 500, but who would have expected this outcome?
He deliberated for a moment before making a concession. He would craft some advanced artifacts for them in exchange.
"I don't have that many spirit stones on me… can I pay with some artifacts that I will make for your sect?"
"You?" Fatty Pang looked at Lian Cheng with suspicion. "Are you an artificer?" he asked.
Lian Cheng wanted to say that if he claimed to be the second greatest artificer, none, even in the Immortal Realm, would dare claim to be first. But this was the lower realm, and he was not famous yet.
"I know a thing or two about artifact creation. Please rest assured, I will not disappoint you," Lian Cheng said humbly, though his confident smile spoke for itself.
