"A hundred thousand Desolate Stones?"
Mo Wangchen was somewhat speechless; that was almost the price of a Quasi-Saint Artifact.
Moreover, he had never heard of this Saintess Yunxi the old Taoist mentioned, so how could he be interested?
Let alone, spending a hundred thousand Desolate Stones on some intelligence.
"If you have the information I need, Desolate Stones are not an issue. A hundred thousand, even two hundred thousand." Mo Wangchen said in this manner.
Hearing his words, the old Taoist instantly laughed, beams of joy spread across his face as he leaned in closer, "Young man, ask away."
"I am not bragging, but as long as it happened within the Eastern Desolate, there's nothing I don't know."
"Do you know... the Taibai Sword Demon?"
Mo Wangchen squinted his eyes, gazing at the other party.
Hearing this, the old Taoist's expression slightly changed. He glanced around before leaning into Mo Wangchen's ear again, "Young man, you also know about this person?"
