"Heavenly Dream Island Master, come out!"
The pressure of an Honored One swept across the world. The island master, who had been staying on the island, sipping wine and listening to reports, trembled all over, as if he had seen a giant holding up heaven and earth staring fixedly at him.
This was the fear illusion caused by the pressure of a Primordial Spirit.
Against cultivators of lower realms, it had an extremely powerful deterrent effect, making it hard for them to give rise to any thought of resistance.
The island master flew out, trembling.
The instant he saw Wang Yu's true body, he hurriedly lowered his head and said in terror, "Senior, I am only the island master of a remote region. I do not know... how I have offended you, Senior."
"You have not offended This Venerable."
Wang Yu held out his hand.
"Three hu of Yellow Millet Wine. Hand them over."
When Heavenly Dream Island Master heard this, he revealed a bitter smile. Treasures moved men's hearts; even a lofty Honored One coveted the opportunity of Yellow Millet Dream.
"I understand."
There was no resistance, no struggle. Under an absolute disparity in strength, as long as the other party did not want his life, some rare treasures and exotic treasures were handed over, and that was that.
This was the essence of the cultivation world—weak flesh, strong eat!
Three days later.
On an uninhabited deserted island somewhere in the Chaotic Ancient East Sea.
After Wang Yu swiftly opened up a cave abode, he began another seclusion. His actions during this period had been somewhat crude, but the results were gratifying.
Clutching the Bodhi Seed in his palm, the Seven Hearts Treasure Wheel Wonderful Tree in his Heart Lake began to bloom with holy light, helping