"Half?"
Lin Xuan's brows furrowed.
"That is correct. This disciple would not dare deceive Martial Uncle. Back then, when Three-Eyed Saint Ancestor saw that the situation had taken a turn for the worse, he entrusted his right- and left-hand aides with hiding his treasure. But that treasure map was split into two parts, and one half was kept by our founding master as the sect's guardian treasure." The fat Ancient Demon swallowed, his cautious voice entering Lin Xuan's ears.
Lin Xuan's expression began to shift uncertainly.
Judging from the other party's expression, he probably was not lying. However, this situation was far beyond Lin Xuan's expectations. Three-Eyed Saint Ancestor's treasure certainly stirred Lin Xuan's heart to the extreme, but with only half of the treasure map, it was no different from waste paper.
Damn it!
Lin Xuan was naturally in a foul mood, almost wanting to turn around and leave.
The three demons' expressions were full of anxiety. Just as the atmosphere grew somewhat stagnant, the Palace-Robed Woman standing on the left spoke. "Please calm your anger, Martial Uncle. The three of us also understand that asking you to act for an incomplete treasure map is, no matter how one looks at it, far too much of a child's game. So we have prepared additional compensation."
"Additional compensation?" Lin Xuan turned his head, a faint sharp gleam flickering in his eyes.
"That is correct. Besides that half of the treasure map, our founding master also passed down another treasure. I believe Martial Uncle should be interested in it."
"What is it? Don't tell me it is another damaged object." Lin Xuan spoke with a cold laugh.
"Of course not." The Palace-Robed Woman hurriedly waved her hand. Though she felt somewhat reluctant inside, matters had reached this point, and there was