Chapter 1172: Bai Xinlan's Needs

When the two first met, neither spoke; they just stared at each other.

The bloodline pressure on their bodies began to seep out little by little, opposing each other little by little; this opposition was hidden and could not be seen directly.

The pressure erupted, and spiritual sense erupted as well, together suppressing the opponent, forcing them to reveal their bloodline, and also wanting to give them a show of strength to seize the initiative, after all, only the strongest has the right to speak.

Both clearly understood each other's intentions; neither wanted to lose the initiative in the upcoming transaction. Whoever needed the other more would be at a disadvantage—this is the most direct and simplest approach.

Neither wanted to lose, so they gradually increased their bloodline pressure to resist each other, then crush the opponent.

Bai Xinlan frowned; she had already used fifty percent of her strength, yet the man before her remained unchanged, as if unaffected by that bloodline pressure, which gave her a headache—fifty percent bloodline pressure would be unbearable even for a first-layer Seek Dao Realm cultivator, let alone this person who hasn't even reached Seek Dao Realm, merely a True Lord Realm cultivator, and hasn't even completed his Three Lives United.

Not to mention having found his own destiny and then advancing to Seek Dao Realm; Bai Xinlan gradually expanded her pressure, and the more she did, the more her heart pounded—her fifty percent bloodline pressure rose to sixty percent, then seventy percent.

Qinglong Daoren remained as before, smiling faintly; this pressure was indeed strong, but it could not affect him, nor could it suppress him.

Such pressure, compared to his true form's pressure, is nothing; spiritual sense pressure is even less worth mentioning—he completely disregarded it, merging with his surroundings, becoming one with heaven and earth; Bai Xinlan faced heaven and earth, not just him alone.

"What kind of monster is this person? Why hasn't he… lowered his head? I have already used eighty percent of my bloodline pressure; if I continue, I fear he will be injured."

Bai Xinlan's strength had not yet fully recovered; she had already reached her limit. Continuing would harm her body and severely affect her future cultivation, so she could not increase the force further; she gradually stopped, then maintained a certain level of pressure to keep suppressing.

Time passed bit by bit—half an hour, then an hour.

Then came noon; the other side still showed no movement, remaining very quiet.

Seeing this, Qinglong Daoren spoke to break the silence.

"You must be Daoist Bai Xinlan, right?"

Bai Xinlan nodded slightly: "Not bad; I am indeed the chief of the Luotian White Snake Clan. You must be Daoist Qinglong, right?"

By addressing him as Daoist Qinglong, Bai Xinlan acknowledged his strength; otherwise, she could not call him a daoist friend.

Qinglong Daoren naturally heard the meaning behind her words; his aura gradually dissipated, and Bai Xinlan followed suit. She is a smart person—continuing would only harm herself, so why persist?

Both simultaneously released their power, dispelling the bloodline pressure; after the surrounding pressure faded, Elder Xinran let out a sigh of relief, and Chen Qinglian and Qi Haoyang, whose eyes were also fixed on this scene, likewise exhaled in relief.

Not far away, the black goat stared at where Bai Xinlan was, its eyes narrowing.

They remained still, merely observing the situation here; Qinglong Daoren reached out: "Daoist Bai Xinlan has arrived, please take a seat."

Bai Xinlan slowly descended to the ground, and Qinglong Daoren hurriedly brought out tea, pouring it as a greeting.

"Please have some tea."

Bai Xinlan looked at the tea before her; its fragrance filled the air, the aroma of the spiritual tea was rich. She lifted the cup, took a sip, her eyes lit up, and then drank it all in one go.

Qinglong Daoren poured her another cup, smiling: "This is the specialty spiritual tea from my place; does the flavor suit your taste, Daoist friend?"

Bai Xinlan set down the cup, satisfied: "The fragrance is abundant; it's the best spiritual tea I have ever drunk."

Qinglong Daoren took out a packet of spiritual tea and gave it to her as a gift.

"Since you, Daoist friend, like it, this packet of tea leaves is a gift for you; when you return, you must savor it well." Qinglong Daoren introduced: "Even here, this spiritual tea is rare; ordinary people aren't qualified to drink this cup—only a Daoist friend who comes here is worthy of a sip."

"This packet of spiritual tea is not cheap; this packet is worth a fourth-grade elixir."

Bai Xinlan hurriedly put it away; she wouldn't stand on ceremony. This spiritual tea truly suits her palate, it can nourish her soul and her body, letting her whole body relax.

Such a good thing has no side effects and can also keep her state of mind stable—that is exactly what she most desires.

"Thank you, Daoist friend." Bai Xinlan clasped her hands and thanked him in person.

After the preliminary probing, Qinglong Daoren asked: "I don't know what business brings you, Daoist friend, to Longshe Shan this time?"

Bai Xinlan didn't hide anything, saying: "Previously, our Holy Maiden Bai Meng came to trade with you, Daoist friend; those elixirs worked very well, greatly increasing our clan's strength. This time, to show sincerity, I have personally come to meet you, Daoist friend, to discuss the elixir trade."

"You, Daoist friend, must have guessed that I would come in person, right?"

Qinglong Daoren smiled and nodded: "Not bad; I indeed guessed you would come, Daoist friend, but I didn't expect you to arrive so soon—much earlier than I had anticipated, by many years."

It is clear that Bai Xinlan truly needs elixirs.

The Luotian White Snake Clan all need elixirs; having verified their effects, they cannot wait to come trade.

As for the elixirs' effectiveness, Qinglong Daoren is very confident; his elixirs will not be subpar.

"Your elixirs' effect is excellent, Daoist friend; I am very satisfied. I came this time to confirm the upcoming transaction and also specially to put your mind at ease—our cooperation will continue, only the quantity of elixirs may need to be increased."

The elixirs from the previous transaction were not many, not enough.

The Luotian White Snake Clan has many people; with these elixirs, their strength has increased considerably.

This time, she needs more elixirs.

Besides quantity, there is also quality.

"Moreover, regarding the seventh-grade elixir you mentioned, Daoist friend, can you refine it? I have a certain elixir here—a seventh-grade elixir—for which I have prepared the formula and materials; Daoist friend, can you refine it?"

Bai Xinlan's purpose in coming this time is solely for the elixirs.

Seventh-grade elixirs are exactly what she wants.

Sixth-grade elixirs have decent efficacy, but she wants another kind of elixir.

Upon hearing this, Qinglong Daoren showed an expression of 'as expected'; if it were merely a trade, she wouldn't need to come in person.

Bai Xinlan came despite the danger; it is obvious she came for other reasons.

If it were only about trade, we could let Bai Meng continue the transaction.

"I don't know what elixir you, Daoist friend, wish to refine? If you have a formula, I can merely study it; for a seventh-grade elixir, there is a high chance it can be refined, though the price might be a bit higher."

Specially made elixirs naturally have different prices.

Bai Xinlan exclaimed excitedly: "Daoist Qinglong, price is no problem; as long as you can refine it, I can also help you find spiritual veins."