The Plight of the All-Selling Merchant

If he were the Almighty Merchant, perhaps he would be willing to purchase the King Kun Egg. And surely, it would fetch a handsome price.

However, the thought of selling the King Kun Egg for mere money made him feel as though he was getting the short end of the stick. After all, an Immortal-level kun, if raised properly, would be a treasure beyond measure. The catch was, one needed the means to raise such a kun.

Song Shuhang slipped into deep contemplation, his finger lightly tracing the name of the Almighty Merchant on his list of contacts.

"What are you up to? What's going on?" Suddenly, the Almighty Merchant sent a message.

As a top-tier Immortal, the Almighty Merchant sensed Song Shuhang mentioning him from afar.

Moreover, through his link to the cultivation chat friend list, he distinctly felt Song Shuhang's finger stroking his name back and forth.

The Almighty Merchant instantly felt a chill down his spine.