The Magic of a Pencil

Thinking for a moment, Di Tou asked, "By the way, I have a thirty percent discount right?"

Resisting the urge to commit murder, Jin Hao Yun nodded.

"So maybe I'll won't borrow another ten High-tier Spirit Stones, I'll just take the six that were going into the Spatial Ring."

Jin Hao Yun once again nodded with great difficulty. 

Finishing the transaction, Jin Hao Yun took over the nine Superior Spirit Stones, placing each of them in an individual wooden box, that by appearance alone seemed no worse then the mysterious box Di Tou had received earlier. Placing the nine boxes into a hidden compartment and closing it, Jun Hao Yun only let out a sigh of relief when he heard a small click that confirmed the items had been received. The hard part of the transaction was over.

Mmm, it really is so exhilarating holding onto so much money!