Bai Teng frowned, and for a moment she felt that the person standing in front of her was Wen Jingge. She scolded, "What does Senior Brother Fan need those talismans for?"
"Don't ask anymore, it works."
"You wouldn't be..." Bai Teng's gaze lingered on Fan Zifan for a moment, then settled on Wen Jinge in the pool, and he asked in a low voice, "You asked for it for Xiao Wu?"
Fan Zifan nodded reluctantly, his back to her, and waved his hand behind his back, "Give it to me quickly!"
The disciples' unfinished drawings were not respectable within the sect, but they could still make a fortune by fooling people among those charlatans.
"So poor?" Bai Teng asked, slightly surprised.
However, the changes on Ten Thousand Zhang Peak are obvious. How desolate it used to be, and how novel it is now. Especially the pool built with spirit stones, which is extremely extravagant. It's no wonder that Wen Jinge was able to bankrupt himself in one fell swoop.
"Here you go! Senior Brother Fan, to be honest, if you're willing to swallow your pride, you can go to Mount Sumeru and Mount Lingxiao and see if there's anything left over that you can sell."
"..." He can't get angry, he can't get angry. He's helping Wen Jinge find work. If Wen Jinge is happy doing something, he should be happy too!
"Hehehe, okay, I'll think about it."
"I'm leaving now. I'll have Miaomiao deliver it to you next time I've saved enough."
"Okay, okay." After Bai Teng left, Fan Zifan's expression completely changed. He jumped into the pool, "Wen Xiaowu! Here you go!"
"You've worked hard." Wen Jingge raised her chin, looking exhausted. "As payment, you can draw a vial of his blood and see why the demons are looking for him."
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