The spiritual pressure blotted out the sky and covered the earth, bringing with it a suffocating feeling. Lin Xuan secretly cried bitterly in his heart, but on the surface, he still gritted his teeth and held on.
"Not bad. A mere Core Condensation Realm cultivator, yet you have such courage. This king will not ask where this ancient wondrous medicine came from. Are you willing to exchange it with me?" A strange glint flashed through Poison Flood Dragon King's eyes as he spoke calmly.
"What do you mean by this, fellow Daoist? Your flood dragon clan's lifespans are already far longer than those of us cultivators, and what's more, this medicine may not even be of any use to you. By doing this, are you trying to make trouble for us?" Yellow-Browed True Person's expression darkened, and he once again blocked the way in front.
Toward this old demon, he did feel some wariness, but he had no intention of giving up the Longevity Pill just like that.
"Heh heh, Fellow Daoist Yellow-Browed, those words are mistaken. Since this is a transaction, it depends on whether each of us has what the seller needs. How can there be any talk of making trouble? Could it be that only you are allowed to win the bid, while this king is not allowed to compete? As for the Longevity Pill, it indeed cannot increase the lifespan of our Demon Race, but if this old man buys it, I naturally have other uses for it. Do I need to report them to you one by one?"
Yellow-Browed True Person was furious, but to fall out with the old demon right here seemed to make him somewhat apprehensive. After hesitating slightly, he said, "Fine. Brother Poison has a sharp tongue, and this old man