"Little sister, you're too naive."
The middle-aged cultivator sighed. "An auction—if we could take this Treasure Map there, naturally there would be no problem selling it for a high price. But that is only feasible in theory."
"Feasible in theory? Big Brother, why do you say that?"
The young girl's face was full of confusion.
"Have you forgotten? This Treasure Map is only of use to old monsters at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage. And though the Lost Realm hides dragons and crouching tigers, and has many auctions, with our strength, how could we possibly be qualified to participate in auctions that are too high-level? Having them auction the Treasure Map on our behalf is nothing more than a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water. And if we repeatedly display this Treasure Map outside, I fear that before we find a buyer, we will first invite disaster upon ourselves."
Hearing this, the young girl fell silent.
Although she was not as farsighted as her elder brother, how could she not understand the principle that the common man is innocent, but guilty for carrying jade? Thinking it over carefully, her brother's supposition was indeed very likely.
"But just giving it to that old monster from before still lets him off far too cheaply."
The young girl could find no words to refute him, but her face was still filled with unwillingness. After all, this Treasure Map had been left behind by an ancient mighty figure. If they could follow the map to seek out the buried treasures, the sheer value of it—how could the things before them compare?
"All right. People should know contentment. This senior can be considered quite generous. Keeping that Treasure Map in our hands would be useless anyway. Being able to exchange it for these