The greed in the eyes of the Nascent Soul cultivator was impossible to hide as he eagerly looked at Zhang Yang. "You have so many spirit-grade tools, I don't need many, just one! That should be more than enough for you."

Zhang Yang looked at the Nascent Soul cultivator in front of him, who was constantly swallowing his saliva, feeling both disgusted and amused.

Where did this guy get the nerve to come up and ask to "borrow" a spirit-grade tool?

However, he knew very well that the truth of the world of cultivation was survival of the fittest.