The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Gu Changhuan's face held a slight smile as his gaze swept over the crowd, displaying his own sincerity:

“The prices for these two are naturally different.

If you want to know how to cure the Wusheng Plague, you can exchange it for a ninth-order inheritance or a legendary and rare spiritual object, Immortal Dew, or any three of the spiritual objects I just listed;

If you find it too troublesome to cure the Wusheng Plague in your clan and want to hire cultivators from our Eastern Gu Dynasty to solve your worries, you can trade for the spiritual objects I need. If you don't have these spiritual objects on hand for the time being and don't want to trade for a high-level inheritance, then exchange them for a large number of seventh or eighth-order spiritual objects or inheritances.”

Gu Changhuan emphasized the words “large number.”

Objectively speaking, the conditions given by Gu Changhuan were not harsh. The numerous Mahayana cultivators present were backed by their entire clans. No matter how poor they were, they would always have a few rare treasures. Moreover, there were several old monsters in the field who came from powerful or medium-sized clans and had lived for tens of thousands of years;

Not to mention the clans behind them, their own wealth could be described as richer than a country.

After all, Mahayana cultivators were supported by an entire clan.

After hearing Gu Changhuan's conditions, the Mahayana cultivators present had different expressions. Perhaps because the conditions given by Gu Changhuan were fair and gave them room for choice, no cultivator expressed anger at Gu Changhuan's exorbitant prices.

They were all considering which method of exchange would be more appropriate.

However, at the same time, they couldn't help but sigh at Gu Changhuan's cunning.

Seemingly, Gu Changhuan gave them two choices: one was to obtain the method to cure the Wusheng Plague; the other was to hire Human cultivators to cure the Wusheng Plague without knowing the method.

However, the Wusheng Plague has troubled all races in the Spirit Realm for so long, so it naturally has its sinister aspects. That is to say, even if they know the method to cure the Wusheng Plague, they may not have the means to cure it. Otherwise, Gu Changhuan would not have given the second choice.

However, if they directly choose the second method, they would feel somewhat unwilling, after all, they were all accomplished and famous Mahayana cultivators, enjoying the support and respect of their clans, and it was normal to want to rely on their own abilities to solve a disease that could threaten the safety of the entire clan.

On the other hand, the Human Mahayana cultivators who already knew the principle of curing the Wusheng Plague couldn't help but curl their lips and secretly smile.

Before they came to participate in the exchange meeting, most of the Human cultivators who were infected with the Wusheng Plague had been cured, and they knew the method to cure the Wusheng Plague without paying any price. Although they did not successfully possess the ability to cure the Wusheng Plague themselves, at least they lost several fewer rare spiritual objects.

And after today, presumably the name of the Human race will also spread throughout the Spirit Realm.

This was undoubtedly an opportunity and a challenge for the Human race.

But fortunately, the Human race was now stronger than ever before. If they seized the opportunity, the Human race could become the fourth powerful race in the Northern Continent of the Spirit Realm.

Thinking of this, several Human Mahayana cultivators couldn't help but feel a burst of heat in their hearts.

Especially Zui Chunqiu and Yan Wuyan, both of them hoped to expand their territory; as for Zi Shen, he hoped that the Chamber of Commerce's business territory could be expanded as much as possible.

Just as the Human race's several Mahayana cultivators were surging with emotions, Zhong Ming, who was sitting on the chair with a golden sword, opened his mouth.

Zhong Ming's seat was slightly skewed opposite Gu Changhuan, so Gu Changhuan could turn his head slightly and look directly at him.

“Afterwards, an envoy from the Tianpeng race will visit your clan.”

Zhong Ming said this, and Gu Changhuan nodded.

“When a friend comes from afar, my Eastern Gu Dynasty will definitely treat them with courtesy.”

The Tianpeng race was in the Southern Continent, and for the Human race, which was located in a relatively remote area, they were truly guests from afar.

Obviously, Zhong Ming wanted to make this deal with Gu Changhuan, but perhaps because it involved inheritance and a large amount of resources, he needed to return to the clan and discuss it with other Mahayana cultivators.

This was a matter of the clan, and it could not be decided by one person.

Following Zhong Ming, the other Mahayana cultivators present woke up from their dreams one after another and expressed similar intentions to Zhong Ming.

There were even several Mahayana cultivators who immediately expressed that they would personally lead a team to the Eastern Gu Dynasty to discuss this matter.

As for those who exchanged spiritual objects on the spot to ask for the method to cure the Wusheng Plague, there really wasn't one.

Probably because their participation in the exchange meeting was a private matter, while removing the Wusheng Plague for the entire clan was a public matter, and it also involved a large number of spiritual objects or inheritance matters. Unless they themselves could have the final say in the clan, it was impossible to make a decision directly.

Fortunately, Gu Changhuan had anticipated this scene and did not feel disappointed.

The real highlight was yet to come. As long as he sat in the Taiji Palace, high-level inheritances would naturally be sent in an endless stream.

Only, no one noticed that when Gu Changhuan was holding Qing Tu and walking past Shang Ming's seat, a faint gray light attached to the ground and landed on Shang Ming's hem before disappearing instantly. The speed was so fast that even if someone saw it clearly, they would think it was their illusion.

Seeing Gu Changhuan leave, Hu Yan quickly walked over, exchanged a lot of polite greetings with Gu Changhuan, and then watched Gu Changhuan leave Yaotai.

After the exchange meeting ended, Gu Changhuan did not stay in Wuyakou for a long time. He returned to his residence, packed his luggage, and then rewarded the many servants in the palace before leaving Wuyakou.

When leaving Wuyakou, Gu Changhuan was playing with a token the size of a baby's palm. The token was made of blood crystal, and the color was rich. When illuminated by light, it could cast a crystal clear light red shadow.

And on the blood crystal, a cluster of blooming sunflowers was carved.

This was the token of a distinguished guest of the Sunflower Merchant Guild, which Hu Yan gave him in public during the time when Hu Yan pulled Gu Changhuan to exchange polite greetings after the exchange meeting ended.

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