"As expected, your pavilion is indeed fair and strict. Could we now discuss the price of this Qiankun Bag? According to you, how much Immortal Jade does it worth?" Shen Luo was not overly tense and raised the Qiankun Bag in his hand and asked.
"Although this bag is a top-grade magical instrument, a few of its insides prohibitions have been damaged somewhat. I'm afraid it's not far from being entirely scrapped, but it should still be useful. If you like it, Daoist friend, it's yours for eighty pieces of Immortal Jade," the purple-robed young woman said with a smile, having briefly sensed the Qiankun Bag by her divine sense.
"Your decisiveness is appreciated," Shen Luo grinned, took out eighty pieces of Immortal Jade and placed them on the table, then stood up to walk out.