Zhao Wuji approached Chen Fei, his face bearing a complex, unreadable expression, along with a trace of emotion that was difficult to discern.
Zhao Wuji drew a deep breath and solemnly cupped his hands toward Chen Fei, his voice low and steady. "Elder Chen!"
Then Zhao Wuji turned over his right hand. A sphere of pure, dense heavenly demon origin hovered quietly above his palm, radiating a dark golden sheen and the aura of the Peak Immortal Realm.
"This origin came from the heavenly demon we surrounded and killed just now. It is of limited use to me, so I would rather give it to you, Elder Chen. Without you crushing the heavenly demons in a single stroke, we could never have surrounded and killed them so easily."
Chen Fei was slightly taken aback. His gaze swept over the heavenly demon origin in Zhao Wuji's palm, then returned to Zhao Wuji's sincere face. He gently shook his head and said calmly,
"You give me too much credit, Elder Zhao. This victory was not mine alone. This heavenly demon origin was won through the elders' bloody struggle. How could I accept a reward I did not earn?
"Besides, heavenly demon origin is a potent tonic for primordial demons to improve their cultivation. It is quite valuable and can be exchanged for Immortal Profound Crystals. How could it be useless? If you insist on giving it to me, Elder Zhao, I am willing to pay the market price of four thousand portions of Immortal Profound Crystals. I would never take it for nothing."
When Zhao Wuji heard that Chen Fei intended to exchange four thousand portions of Immortal Profound Crystals for one portion of Peak Immortal Realm heavenly demon origin, he did not know whether to laugh or cry. He waved his