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Lu Tai was busy taking advantage of the spiritual energy from Golden Sweet Wine to treat his wounds, so he didn't notice the expression of sadness on Chen Ping'an's face. He humphed coldly and said, "My five-colored rope was severely damaged when I fought to the death with Ma Wanfa, and one of my defensive immortal treasures was also completely destroyed. Disregarding the cost to repair the five-colored rope, do you know how much that immortal treasure was worth?"
Lu Tai blinked and continued, "In addition to those formation flags from the old formation cultivator, I can roughly break even and perhaps make some small gains if everything in the pocket treasure belongs to me."
"You forgot to add Silk Fish Talismans, the book you can place in your clan's scripture library," Chen Ping'an said with a stern expression.
Lu Tai feigned a look of realization and remarked, "Oh, haha, I forgot about that."
Chen Ping'an pointed at the pocket treasure in Lu Tai's hand and said, "There's also this ritual baton. Taking a step back and assuming that we genuinely split its value in half, how much is half this ritual baton worth? A pocket treasure isn't cheap, is it?"
"Chen Ping'an!" Lu Tai exclaimed in anger. "I've suffered such severe wounds, so can you at least let me cry poor?"
"I already said that everything belongs to you apart from this sword, so why are you still lamenting about this and that? What are you trying to achieve?" Chen Ping'an asked.
Lu Tai sighed and replied, "It's naturally because I feel like I'm getting the better end of the deal and not being very kind to you, so I need to come up with some way to both accept this huge profit and feel at ease at the same time."
Chen Ping'an didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. "Just how bored are you?" he exclaimed.
He then tugged Deep...
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