Zhun Ti's Shame, Yuanshi's Fury, Laozi's Mediation, Tongtian's Sword, Nuwa's Spectating, Jie Yin's Silence!

Dijiang sprang to his feet and began furiously berating Dijun, pointing straight at him.

"Were you cursing me just now? Did you curse me or not?"

Dijun stood up as well, and the Demon Court higher-ups around him rose with him, glaring at Dijiang with hostile expressions.

"So what if I cursed you? What, do you want to try me even in a Sage's venue?"

Just as the two sides were on the verge of drawing swords,

Guangchengzi suddenly approached with a smile.

"Will you two be paying when you leave, or would you like to pay now?"

He took out twenty-four Playback Mirrors and handed them separately to Dijiang and Dijun.

His face was full of eager smiles.

As a Sage's disciple, this was his first time experiencing the sense of accomplishment that came from doing business and receiving immediate returns.

It felt rather novel.

Dijun casually took out some heavenly treasures.

There were hundred-thousand-year-old Zhu Fruits, Star Sand, Space Shards, and the like.

"Is this enough?"

As Yuanshi's personal disciple, Guangchengzi had naturally inherited the teachings of Yuanshi, the foremost master of artifact refinement.

For someone proficient in artifact forging, discerning the value of heavenly treasures was basic skill.

He swept his gaze over the treasures, accepted them with a cheerful grin, and said,

"Senior, that is just right."

Seeing Dijun pay so readily, Dijiang also took out the heavenly treasures the Witch Race had gathered over the years.

Fiend Qi Crystals, Imperishable True Gold, and several drops of Three Lights Divine Water.

"Is this enough?"

Guangchengzi swiftly put away the treasures, left behind the Playback Mirrors, and said with a smile,

"Enough, enough. If either of you seniors needs anything, just call for me."

With that, Guangchengzi left cleanly and decisively.

Playback Mirrors were being sold outside