Nether Blood's face turned livid as he loudly denied it.
"Purple Moon, don't spit blood at people!"
"I've been cultivating in seclusion at Bloodfiend Hall this whole time. I knew nothing about your trip outside. What right do you have to dump this filth on me?!"
Qing Yang said coldly from the side.
"Whether it's filth or not, everyone knows perfectly well. There's no point in denying it."
"Azure Cloud is already dead. This debt can only be placed on your head."
Qing Yang looked at Nether Blood, his tone leaving no room for doubt.
"Demanding eighty percent of your fortune is already merciful, considering Senior does not wish to create more slaughter and has left you a way to live."
"If you refuse to hand it over, then we'll handle this according to the rules of the Luofu Realm."
Nether Blood gnashed his teeth, yet he could not utter a single word in rebuttal.
He did not dare make a move.
Even if he could defeat Qing Yang and Purple Moon, he absolutely would not dare cause trouble in Azure Moon Pavilion.
That One might turn him into nothingness with a single punch at any moment.
Seeing the situation deadlocked, Spirit Void stepped forward to smooth things over despite himself.
"Daoist Friend Purple Moon, Nether Blood brought this upon himself. We will not interfere in his matter."
"But seventy percent of our fortune is truly too much."
Spirit Void looked at Purple Moon, his tone earnest.
"Cultivation has not been easy for any of us. Handing over seventy percent would be no different from crippling our foundations."
"How about fifty percent? Each of us will hand over fifty percent of our fortune. That can be considered a generous gift as well."
Phoenix Maiden nodded repeatedly.
"Right, fifty percent. We're