Upon hearing this, Wang Ling couldn't help but shake his head in regret. "Tsk tsk, I was only interested because of the continuous release of death energy from this stone. I thought it would make a nice decoration in my cave. However, the price is a bit too high. I'll pass."
With that, Wang Ling turned to leave.
Seeing Wang Ling about to depart, the vendor quickly shouted, "Customer, customer! The price is negotiable! How about two hundred and fifty? Two hundred? One hundred and fifty? Let's make it an even one hundred Nether Coins!"
Wang Ling's steps abruptly halted, and he turned back with a sly smile, "Deal."
Having successfully spent a hundred underworld coins to acquire the Deathstone, Wang Ling played with the gem in his hand, feeling a sense of accomplishment.
Indeed, dealing with ghosts had its advantages; they couldn't resist his bargaining skills.