Watching Fang Yuan's figure shrink into a tiny dot at the edge of the sky, Chu Du still stood where he was and watched him leave.
"Was letting him go like this the right choice, or the wrong one?" Chu Du's gaze flickered.
But soon, he gave a bitter laugh and thought, Even if I hadn't wanted to let him go, what could I have done?
"My methods simply can't catch up to him, much less seize him."
"If I tried to force the issue, not only was this man's background mysterious and not to be provoked, but if he truly fell into my hands and self-destructed his soul, where would I find that method?"
"Still, judging by his attitude, he should have sincerely wanted to trade with me. Otherwise, he could have simply left without a care—why would he stay behind and discuss matters with me?"
Chu Du carefully recalled the conversation he had just had with Fang Yuan.
After savoring it for a long time, he felt that Fang Yuan had indeed shown considerable sincerity, though Fang Yuan had said nothing of substance and his words seemed full of perfunctory replies.
Yet it was precisely because of that that Chu Du felt it was far more sincere than flowery promises and reckless guarantees.
Of course, what gave him the greatest confidence was not Fang Yuan's attitude, but the Flying Sword Immortal Gu he held as collateral.
"This is a Rank 7 Immortal Gu!"
Even for a legendary figure like Chu Du, he did not possess many Rank 7 Immortal Gu.
Fang Yuan flew all the way without encountering any mishaps.
Lang Ya Earth Spirit had long arranged for Hairy Folk Gu Immortals to provide support, setting up an Immortal Dao Battlefield Killer Move as well as an Immortal