Feng Qing Er's Visit

Matters like negotiating compensation naturally could not be discussed in front of everyone. Although this so-called compensation negotiation was nothing to the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, it was still quite important to this Dou Zong manager.

A Dou Zong was not invincible.

A Spatial Spaceship was also extremely expensive.

If word got out, who knew whether some Dou Zong might intercept and kill him along the way?

He could not spend his entire life aboard the Wind and Thunder Pavilion's Spatial Spaceship, nor would their compensation be another identical Spatial Spaceship. Whether they compensated him with pills or divine Sharp Weapons, regardless of whether the value was equivalent, he had to give the Wind and Thunder Pavilion this courtesy and accept it. And the moment he accepted it, he would become a fat fish in some people's eyes.

Besides, the Wind and Thunder Pavilion could not possibly escort him all the way back to his clan.

There were plenty of bold cultivators in the Central Plains.

They feared neither heaven nor earth.

Even with a Dou Zun standing guard, these fearless cultivators would dare to take a gamble. After all, for those with no backing, plundering was the only way they had left to continue along their cultivation path. Expecting them not to plunder was hardly any easier than expecting a tiger not to eat meat.

However, while the Wind and Thunder Pavilion began discussing compensation with this Dou Zong manager, they did not neglect the survivors.

They were all cultivators heading to the Central Continent.

Most of them were young people.

They could certainly refuse to compensate them.

But what if some among them were particularly vengeful, remembered this grudge, encountered some opportunity in the future, became a Dou Zun or Dou Saint, and came back for revenge? That