A Plead

"I knew you were waiting for those two treasures," Ling Xian softly grinned, not at all surprised.

Whether it was the Essence of Herbalism or the Flame of Purity, both items, especially the former one, were treasures that were extremely difficult to hunt down. Until the current owner died, there could be no second owner.

Therefore, for Hong Yan Xin to wait so much for over a century was not exactly a strange turn of events. If it weren't Ling Xian's well timed appearance, she would have to wait for another 1,000 years and might not even meet someone with the Essence of Herbalism.

"That's right. A century ago, I arrived at the City of Dan and found many extremely rare spiritual medicines and set the rules for this Nothing is for Sale store. My end goal was to wait for the fated one." Hong Yan Xin's smile blossomed. Though she managed to appeare calm, in reality, she was very excited.

After a century of waiting, there was finally hope. Who wouldn't be ecstatic?