"Daoist Li, what can I do for you?"
Zi Xi spoke, her voice as clear and ethereal as a heavenly melody.
Li Chang'an took out a Storage Pouch, wrapped it in a wisp of Magical Power, and sent it floating before Zi Xi.
"Saintess, I would like to propose a trade."
"A trade?"
Zi Xi glanced at the Storage Pouch, unconcerned that Li Chang'an would try to harm her. She immediately extended a wisp of her Divine Sense into it.
In the next instant, a flicker of shock appeared in her perpetually calm, beautiful eyes, and her breath hitched for a moment.
Even with her composure and worldliness, she had nearly lost her poise.
This showed just how immensely beneficial the Giant Smoke Stone was to her.
After a long moment, Zi Xi withdrew her Divine Sense and looked back at Li Chang'an, studying him intently.
"Daoist Li, where did you find this?"
"The Black Market."
