An hour later, Zhu Cheng returned with some trepidation.
"Fellow Daoist, our suzerain said that four million divine crystals will be sold to the Heavenly Desolation War Puppet, but there is a condition."
"If Fellow Daoist wants to resell the war puppet, you must sell it to me Xuanjiazong."
Zhu Cheng raised his hand and stretched out three fingers.
"We took back three million divine crystals."
Han Muye nodded and said, "Okay."
He looked at the two war puppets that had been taken back into the wooden box, and loudly
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