Chu Xuan responded with a smile as Liu Zhenxiong warmly introduced, "Junior Brother, this is Zheng Changqing, a distinguished disciple of Senior Zhao Wuya. He is an expert in beast taming, with several Foundation Establishment stage spirit beasts under his care."
Zheng Changqing chuckled modestly, "You flatter me, I merely have an interest in nurturing demonic beasts." He turned to Chu Xuan, "So, you are Chu Xuan? A pleasure to meet you. I've heard from Liu about your accomplishments—advancing to Foundation Establishment in your twenties, truly a prodigy!"
Chu Xuan responded with a humble smile, "Senior Brother overstates it; it's mostly good fortune."
Zheng Changqing smiled, "Our master knows each other well, we should assist each other more."
The trio entered Liu Zhenxiong's cave and settled down. The conversation was mostly between Liu Zhenxiong and Zheng Changqing, with Chu Xuan chipping in intermittently.
After a while, Zheng Changqing mentioned, "My junior brother will be joining us soon."
Liu Zhenxiong's face lit up with excitement, "You mean Lu Yin? I've wanted to meet him for a while but never had the chance. What brings him here this time?"
Zheng Changqing sighed, "Junior Brother Lu... has a rather peculiar and obstinate personality. It took quite some persuasion to convince him to come. Please forgive any unintentional offenses he may commit in conversation."
Liu Zhenxiong and Chu Xuan both nodded understandingly. Eccentricities were common among cultivators, especially those deeply engrossed in their studies, often undergoing personality shifts after prolonged seclusions.
Soon, a voice called from outside, "I have arrived."
Liu Zhenxiong, accompanied by the other two, went out to greet the newcomer. Chu Xuan observed him: thin, with deep-set eyes and a withered face.
With great enthusiasm, Liu Zhenxiong greeted, "Lu Yin, I am Liu Zhenxiong of Extreme Yin Cave, delighted to meet you."
Lu Yin surveyed him briefly and merely nodded, then turned to Zheng Changqing, "Senior Brother, I'm here, let's go inside."
Zheng Changqing gave an awkward smile, "Okay, let's go."
The four all sat down, Liu Zhenxiong quietly asked, "Fellow Daoist Lu, do you have any second-transformation Gu for sale?"
Lu Yin gave him a sideways glance, "Fellow Daoist Liu, second-transformation Gu require a flesh and blood organ to house. If you don't have such an organ, it's best not to purchase them."
Liu Zhenxiong chuckled, "Even if I don't have the organ yet, there's no harm in asking the price."
Lu Yin stated calmly, "The lowest price is twelve hundred small spiritual stones."
Liu Zhenxiong's smile froze; the price was exorbitant.
Chu Xuan observed Lu Yin more closely. Although his appearance was not familiar, the tone of his voice gave him away. He guessed the man's identity—it was indeed the Spirit Insect Taoist he had met that day in the teahouse at the nameless market. Their demeanor was too similar, both equally discomforting.
Zheng Changqing spoke in a grave tone, "Junior Brother Lu, Fellow Daoist Liu's master is the venerable Wan Wuying, a longstanding acquaintance of our own master. We will surely need to support one another in the future. Could you not lower the price somewhat?"
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Lu Yin, showing a trace of impatience, nevertheless nodded, "Then let it be one thousand spirit stones. I can go no lower."
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