Qian Dafu thought he could pretend not to see it, suppress his greed, and maintain a sense of reverence for the core disciples of the sect.
But after several sleepless nights, he found he really couldn't do it.
He was not a saint, just an ordinary person.
So many top-grade Spirit Stones, and a ready Nascent Soul Formation Pill, one Foundation Establishment Realm, one Golden Core Realm Perfection; he could totally take a risk.
Even if he failed, he wouldn't regret it, besides, with such meticulous arrangements, the probability of success was very high.
"Shopkeeper Qian, don't forget it's seven for me, three for you!" the Ghost Daoist lazily reminded.
No, to be precise, if what he said was true, then all these things might end up being all his.
One appeared to be late Foundation Establishment, the other was Golden Core Realm Perfection, as for Qian Dafu, just a useless early Golden Core Realm.
