Above the Blood Sea, Myriad Immortals Come to Court!
This was not a cultivation ground. It was the opening ceremony of the Primordial World's first Stock Exchange!
Just as Xuanzheng was borrowing Houtu's divine might from her enlightenment, preparing to completely designate the Netherworld—a prehistoric giant pie—as the Witch Clan's private property.
Laozi's eyes, devoid of joy or sorrow, looked at Xuanzheng as though he were looking at a lifeless object.
"Thirty percent of the World-Opening Merit of Pangu is too much. Ten percent at most!"
There was no room for negotiation. It was a notification.
[That old fox is much harder to deal with than his hot-tempered younger brother.]
Xuanzheng sneered inwardly, but his face wore an ecstatic, flattered expression, as though a pie had fallen from the heavens and struck him squarely on the head.
"Senior Brother thinks so highly of my little business. I... I am simply overwhelmed with gratitude!"
He rubbed his hands together and paced back and forth excitedly before finally coming to a "reluctant" stop.
"However... my Netherworld Group is currently a Heavenly Dao Certified 'Bug Fix' key project. It is also the Core Project that has united the entire Witch Clan."
"It is not impossible for Senior Brother to buy shares."
Xuanzheng lazily raised his right hand, and the ancient [Karma Scale] appeared out of thin air.
He smiled at Primordial Lord of Heaven like an innocent child.
"Simple! I do not want your Kunlun Mountain's World-Opening Merit either."
"Just place the karmic identity of your 'Pangu Orthodox' status on this scale and weigh it."
"Let me see just how many Seed Shares in my Netherworld Group your pride as a 'Pangu Orthodox' is worth!"
The entire venue fell deathly silent!
Laozi's brow twitched for the first time.
Primordial Lord of Heaven was