Zen Master Kong Ming smiled faintly. With a flip of his hand, a small blade of grass radiating a dense black light and psychic fluctuations appeared in his palm.
At the sight of the grass, Wandering Cloud immediately said, "Good. As long as Zen Master Kong Ming is willing to give me this Ghostly Holy Grass, I will lend you my aid."
"Excellent, excellent."
Zen Master Kong Ming nodded slightly.
Then, he turned to another person. "Celestial Tiger Ascendant, I hear you are cultivating a Secret Technique that requires a Soul-Vibrating Stone. I wonder, will this one suffice for your practice?"
As he spoke, he flipped his hand over again, revealing a stone that shone with a faint, magnificent light and was covered in cloud-like patterns.
The burly Celestial Tiger Ascendant, who had the head of a tiger and the body of a leopard, narrowed his eyes. "Good. I, too, agree to help."
Zen Master Kong Ming looked around at the others, making them offers they couldn't refuse.
