[Run or not — Ye Yu had truly agonized over that.]
[In the end, he chose to stay.]
[The reason was simple. Leaving aside whether he could really slip past Little Red and Tao Hua’s probing,]
[even if he got out of the House of the Yokai God, it wouldn’t necessarily be safe!]
[How fast can a True God move?]
[As long as Tao Hua, a cultivator of the Divine Lord realm, wished it, finding him would only be a matter of time.]
[If that’s the case, what’s the point of running?]
[Better to face danger head-on than shy away from it!]
[So Ye Yu stayed, and said with great confidence, “I know Poison Madam deals in information and fine food. I wonder how many divine stones this bear yokai would fetch in your hands?”]
[Tao Hua’s eyes flowed with expression; she quickly understood what Ye Yu meant.]
[“You want to buy your own life?”]
[Ye Yu nodded.]
[Tao Hua snapped her fingers.]
[In an instant, a table and two chairs appeared, and on the tabletop sat an abacus that looked very old.]
[Tao Hua sat down, a smile returning to her face.]
[That signified Ye Yu’s status had shifted from “ingredient” to “guest.”]
[“Allow me to do the math for my distinguished guest. A yokai god of the True God realm — the cultivation is a touch low, but the bones are excellent and the hide is tough.”]
[“Plus you just swallowed a Dragon-Howl Dao Pill; the medicinal power is coursing through you.”]
[“Tsk, tsk. If we stack all these add-ons together—”]
[“At the very least it comes to this.”]
[Tao Hua held up five fingers.]
[Ye Yu ventured, “Five thousand divine stones?”]
[Tao Hua shook her head. “Five hundred thousand divine stones, kid. You really know nothing about the market for yokai materials. No — to be precise, you’ve completely underestimated your own value.”]
[Ye Yu was genuinely surprised.]
[Divine stones were no small matter. Just a few days ago he’d been scratching his head over three hundred stones a year; who would have thought he himself would now be worth five hundred thousand?]
[It was, indeed, an astronomical figure!]
[Tao Hua added, “Oh, and I forgot to tell you. I don’t take divine stones here. You can pay with techniques, pills, information, and the like of equal value.”]
[“But I still do the appraisal.”]
[“Don’t worry, though — this isn’t a black shop. I do steady, long-term business, not the gouging you see outside.”]
[Ye Yu wasn’t particularly surprised.]
[Back in the bath chamber, he had already considered this.]
[An information broker that had existed for so long would certainly know that resources are what matter most.]
[So Ye Yu had prepared capital for this trade in advance!]
[He drew a demonic-race body-forging technique from his storage ring and tossed it in front of Tao Hua.]
[He’d added some personal notes and improvements.]
[Not many, but enough to raise the technique by two full tiers!]
[Tao Hua was yokai, true, but after doing business this long her eye was sharp.]
[After flipping a few pages back and forth, she had already judged the value.]
[“Good stuff. Worth three hundred thousand divine stones. Where are the remaining two hundred thousand?”]
[At that, Ye Yu tossed out another technique.]
[These were demonic body-forging methods he had obtained in Tongtian Pavilion.]


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