Since there were no more favors to be taken into account, they naturally reverted to pure trade.
A fair deal for everyone.
Wu Buping hesitated for a moment, then directly handed over a Storage Bag.
Wang Ba, however, did not receive it but looked at him suspiciously.
Wu Buping explained:
"This is all the accumulation from my Cultivation thus far, apart from the 'Meteor Flame Iron', fellow Daoist can choose one more as a testament to my sincerity."
Wang Ba hesitated for a moment, but he took it anyway.
In fact, to him, a piece of Meteor Flame Iron was already more than worth it.
Having one more item or one less didn't make much difference.
However, as he scanned the Storage Bag, his eyes lit up, selecting one of the items.
"This one!"
Wang Ba took it out.
It was an antiquated Compass.
Seeing this, Wu Buping's eyes flashed with a hint of heartache.