If it had been anything else, he would have gladly given it up to get on the good side of a skilled Puppet Master. But not this. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
So, he also spoke up, "Fellow Daoist, I am also in great need of it. If you are willing to part with it, I promise to forge a Tier Two Spiritual Artifact for you."
Wuy Luochuan's expression darkened instantly upon hearing this. He roared, "Then we'll let our abilities do the talking! Twenty-three thousand Spirit Stones!"
"It seems there's no room for discussion. Twenty-four thousand Spirit Stones!" Song Changsheng followed close behind.
The two went back and forth, and the price of the White Tiger Skeleton quickly soared to thirty thousand Spirit Stones. At this point, Song Changsheng didn't have much money left. If his opponent could keep up, he planned to make one final, overwhelming bid. If that didn't scare off Wuy Luochuan, it would just mean he was not fated to have this White Tiger Fang.
