"Ye Chen, what are you doing? This is not a matter of money..."
"Three hundred Heavenly Source Qi."
"Ye Chen, who do you think I am? I've already said it's not about money..."
"Five hundred Heavenly Source Qi."
Chang Fu: “…”
Is this guy crazy? He actually wants to borrow 500 Heavenly Source Qi just for a mere incomplete martial arts technique?
Even if this secret book is a god-level skill, I'm afraid it's not worth this price.
After all, it only has the first volume. Even if you practice it, it may not be as powerful as a complete fairy-level top-grade technique.
This is just a relic of his ancestors, so he is unwilling to lend it out.
But seeing Ye Chen's insistence, and in order to prevent him from misunderstanding, he immediately said: "Ye Chen, I will lend you this technique for one year. After one year, you must return it intact.
As for the reward...let's not talk about it anymore."
"Thank you, Uncle Chang."
Ye Chen took the small box with both hands and said solemnly: "Since Uncle Chang is unwilling to accept compensation, then I will not force you. I, Ye Chen, owe you a favor. If you, Wanjian Manor, need anything from me in the future, Ye Chen will never refuse."
"Haha, that's easy..."
Chang Fu smiled and didn't take Ye Chen's words to heart.
After all, his Wanjian Manor is a big business, and it has the support of the huge organization of Xianwu Alliance. What kind of difficulties could he face to ask Ye Chen for help?
Then again, if we encounter a problem or crisis that even the Immortal Martial Alliance cannot solve, what’s the point of looking for you, a little guy who has just entered the Emperor Realm?
Little did he know that it was precisely because of this favor that he and Wanjian Manor were able to survive a devastating disaster not long after.
This is a later story, so I won’t discuss it for now.
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