"Oh, it cannot be helped then. I suppose I will have to exchange the remaining fifty kilograms of Grade 3 High-Tier Soul Stones for the sword technique of some other sect," I sighed, turning around.
Before I could even take my first step, the Hall Master suddenly grabbed my robe and leaned across the table, nearly lying on top of it.
"H-how many High-Tier Soul Stones did you say again?"
"Fifty kilograms," I replied, flaunting the finger that bore my space ring before him. "It is a pity that the remaining chapters are reserved only for the Thunderbanes."
"W-wait, little Lucifer," he said, clearly having second thoughts.
After a few seconds of weighing the gains and losses, he spoke again. "I can only offer you the manual up to chapter five. The final two chapters cannot be shared with outsiders at any cost."
"Alright, I am fine with that," I said, agreeing instantly. "Here, check the ring."
I removed the ring and placed it on the desk.
