I am a loser, but I defeated countless geniuses with the Soul-Calming Tower.

As Lin Xuan finished speaking, "500,000 spirit stones per person."

Not only did Luo Qingwu's face turn dark, but even the other disciples of the Jialan Holy Land fell silent.

Spirit stones are not cabbages. The Jialan Holy Land is rich, but not to this extent.

Although 500,000 spirit stones are not as important as their own lives, they cannot afford it.

It would cost 500,000 spirit stones to go through a teleportation array. To be honest, they would rather not go.

Lin Xuan glanced at everyone's expressions and knew that his price was too high, but he didn't care.

As for the deal, we can talk about it.

"Lin...True Transmission, I'm sorry, but I'll let my disciples decide for themselves."

Luo Qingwu's voice was audible, clearly filled with emotion, but she was suppressing it forcefully.

After saying that, Luo Qingwu stopped looking at Lin Xuan and turned to look at the disciples of the Jialan Holy Land.

Everyone shook their heads decisively.

On the one hand, I don’t have that many spirit stones, and on the other hand, I feel it’s not cost-effective.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan shrugged helplessly: "Well, it's really a huge drain on me."

"How about writing an IOU?"

Luo Qingwu's face turned even darker, and she had already greeted all the high-level officials of the Shenxiao Holy Land in her heart.

She never expected that Lin Xuan could be so evil.

Even the IOU can be explained.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to write, it’s that she simply doesn’t dare to write.

Her master had told her more than once about the deeds of Wang Xuanfeng of the Divine Sky Holy Land.

If this IOU is written, if anything goes wrong, Wang Xuanfeng will probably bring Lin Xuan to collect the debt, and the Jialan Holy Land will definitely suffer a heavy loss.

And this is totally not worth it. Luo Qingwu has little experience, but that doesn't prove that she is stupid.

"Lin Zhen Chuan, the price is still too high. Thank you for your kindness. I will pay for Xier's spirit stones."

Luo Qingwu took a deep breath and suppressed the chaotic thoughts in her mind.

With a wave of his hand, a large pile of spirit stones immediately appeared in front of Lin Xuan.

"Uh!"

"That's not necessary. Just consider Xier's share as my help."

"Saint Luo, please consider this. I can ensure that you can pass through the teleportation array safely and unharmed."

"The next level is the Gold Heaven, which offers countless opportunities. Especially for those who specialize in gold-type cultivation, the benefits are even greater, and the cost-effectiveness is very high."

Lin Xuan waved his hand and did not take the spirit stone.

Luo Qingwu decisively put away the spirit stone and bowed slightly: "Thank you very much for the teachings from Lin Zhen, but I'm sorry, the price is still a bit high for us."

"Fine!"

Lin Xuan pretended to be helpless and turned to leave.

He was looking at the disciples of Jialan Holy Land from the corner of his eye.

He clearly saw that someone was a little restless and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Sneering inwardly, Lin Xuan walked towards the teleportation array.

Luo Qingwu just looked at it, with black lines on her forehead.

I finally understand what it means that people from the same family tend to be alike.

The people of Shenxiao all have dirty hearts!

"Lin Zhenchuan, wait a minute!"

Just then, a voice sounded behind him.

Luo Qingwu frowned and looked over.

A young man walked out of the crowd, emitting a captivating and sharp aura.

He was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, its edge fully exposed.

"Oh? What's wrong?"

Lin Xuan stopped, but he was already happy in his heart.

The disciple of the Jialan Holy Land immediately bowed and said, "Lin Zhenchuan, I specialize in the way of the gold-attributed sword. Jin Xingtian is indeed a great opportunity for me."

"But Lin Zhenchuan, 500,000 spirit stones is a lot, I can't take it out, I wonder if it can be... less?"

"Oh?"

Lin Xuan frowned deliberately: "How much can you offer? Let me think about it."

The disciple of the Jialan Holy Land was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "One hundred thousand, this is all I have. I would like to ask Lin Zhenchuan for help. I really want to enter the Jinxing Heaven."

"From now on, I owe Lin Zhenchuan a favor. If you need anything, just let me know."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Lin Xuan nervously.

To be honest, he still has self-awareness. Considering Lin Xuan's strength, his favor is of no use.