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Seeing that the group was about to come to blows on the spot, Xue Liu and the others in the distance could not help but look delighted, wishing they would perish together.

"Hee hee, gentlemen, please calm yourselves. Would you hear a word from your little sister?"

Yet just as battle was about to erupt between the two sides, a seductive voice suddenly rang out.

The speaker was none other than Miao Yin, master of Joyful Union Martial Hall.

Her lotus feet stepped lightly as she sauntered before both sides. Her slender waist, small enough to encircle with one hand, moved like a spirit snake slithering through the grass, casting off a dazzling white glow.

The group's expressions shifted, and they all seized the chance to back down, withdrawing their auras.

"So you are Hall Master Miao Yin. Hearing of you was not as good as meeting you; you truly are as seductive and captivating as the rumors say."

Blood Butcher folded his arms over his chest, his gaze roaming over her exquisite figure as he spoke frivolously.

"Hee hee, if Brother Blood Butcher is interested, then after this is over, why don't the two of us find a secluded place and have a proper exchange?"

Miao Yin paid no heed to Blood Butcher's gaze. Instead, she swept back her long hair, her alluring eyes soft as silk.

Yet this seductive display made the others' expressions change slightly. They turned their gazes aside as though avoiding snakes and scorpions.

Even someone as brutal as Blood Butcher coughed and pretended he had heard nothing.

Miao Yin let out a tinkling laugh at this, unconcerned. This time, she had found a better target.

Gathering her hair again, she said with a smile, "You all must be here for that spirit artifact. But there is only one spirit artifact, while there are so many of us. No matter how one looks at it, there is not enough to go around."

Old Bloodrot immediately snorted coldly.

"I do not care what the rest of you intend. That spirit artifact on that brat is mine today, no matter what!"

The moment those words fell, the gazes of the Butcher Brothers, Xu Hu, and the others turned unfriendly.

Seeing that conflict was about to erupt again, Miao Yin's beautiful eyes shifted, and she spoke up once more to stop them.

"Everyone, if we keep fighting like this, no one will come away with any advantage in the end."

"If we draw those people's attention, I do not mind. But are you all not afraid as well?"

The crowd fell silent. Old Bloodrot and the Butcher Brothers in particular showed a trace of wariness on their faces.

Seeing that none of them objected, Miao Yin smiled and continued.

"Since none of you is willing to give up, then this humble woman has a suggestion."

"There is only one spirit artifact. No matter who obtains it, I imagine the others will not be willing to accept it."

"Therefore, I believe that whoever wishes to claim the spirit artifact must produce something of equal value. Banknotes or anything else will do."

"That way, none of us will return empty-handed. What do you all think?"

"Something of equal value?" The group frowned slightly upon hearing this. After each gave it some thought, they quickly nodded in agreement. In the end, only Old Bloodrot remained hesitant.

With everyone's eyes focused on him, Old Bloodrot's face darkened, unwilling in his heart.

After all, he could have easily gotten it for nothing, yet now he had to pay out of his own pocket.

But in the current situation, even he could not face several experts of the same rank at once and still retreat unscathed.

Thus, he could only agree with an ugly expression.

Miao Yin smiled at this. Her beautiful eyes flickered as she became the first to name the equivalent item she could offer.

"Gentlemen, this humble woman is willing to offer ten top-grade Cauldrons in exchange for that spirit artifact—and him!"

As she spoke, she extended a jade-like finger and pointed at the cold-faced Ling Yun.

"Ten top-grade Cauldrons?" Old Bloodrot and the others' expressions changed. What an extravagant offer, they thought.

One had to know that Cauldrons personally trained by Joyful Union Martial Hall were scorching-hot commodities throughout all of Cloud City.

Yet unless there were special circumstances, they could not be bought even with money.

Even if the five of them split them evenly, each could receive two. They would be the ones making a huge profit.

"Is it for that brat?"

The group finally came to their senses and gave Ling Yun strange looks.

Yet there was not the slightest trace of envy in their eyes. Instead, there was some pity.

After all, being targeted by this demoness was no pleasant matter.

However, they were all old foxes, naturally unwilling to agree so easily.

"Hall Master Miao Yin, we agreed earlier that we would only trade for the spirit artifact. Asking for an additional person is somewhat against the rules."

Miao Yin's expression did not change. With a wave of her hand, she said, "Fifteen top-grade Cauldrons. This is the highest price this humble woman will offer. If you are still unsatisfied, then let us leave it at that."

This time, even Old Bloodrot could not help feeling tempted.

"These damned bastards are going too far!"

At this moment, Zhang Mu watched the scene before him, his face flushed red with fury.

He shouted angrily for Xue Liu and the others to stop holding him back while putting on a show of rushing forward to fight for his life.

Xue Liu and the other two looked at him helplessly from the side. Big Brother, we never intended to hold you back. Could you stop rubbing yourself against us?

Ling Yun, who had remained silent from beginning to end, showed no change in expression even as Old Bloodrot and the others treated him as merchandise and openly haggled over his price.

As for whether he was angry.

Would a lion on the grasslands grow angry because a few hyenas eyed the meat beneath its jaws?

No. It would merely find them noisy.

But if they became too noisy, they would have to pay the price they deserved.

With that thought, Ling Yun stepped forward and slowly walked toward them.

Zhang Mu immediately perked up. "Boss is finally making his move!"

As Old Bloodrot and the others watched Ling Yun approach, playful looks appeared on their faces.

"Oh? Brat, what are you trying to do? If you are only thinking of coming over to beg for mercy now, I am afraid it is already too late."

Only Miao Yin stared fixedly at Ling Yun with her beautiful eyes. When her gaze swept over his muscular body, excitement instantly flushed her face crimson, and her lower body began to wriggle restlessly.

Ling Yun slowly walked before them and spread open his palm, revealing the ever-spinning Thousand Machines within. Facing their greedy gazes, he said calmly, "Do not misunderstand, gentlemen. I was merely thinking that since you are all so interested today, why not let me offer something of equal value as well, in exchange for this spirit artifact?"

Old Bloodrot and the others looked at one another as though they had heard something immensely hilarious, then burst into uproarious laughter.

"Haha... haha, brat, were you frightened stupid?"

"And what makes you think you are qualified to speak with us?"

Old Bloodrot wiped away tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes. Just as he was about to make a move and let Ling Yun see reality clearly, Ghost Butcher reached out from the side and stopped him.

Ghost Butcher looked Ling Yun up and down, a playful smile on his face.

"Interesting brat. Why don't you tell us what equivalent item you have that could satisfy us?"

Ling Yun's eyes remained calm, but the curve of his lips widened further and further.

"It is not anything particularly valuable. But before that, I will need to borrow the heads upon your shoulders. What do you all think?"