Each Harboring Ghostly Intentions

Both sides had come prepared, both were trying to catch Pure Yang Fire Perch.

Yet one side had reaped catch after catch while the other had yet to see any results. Who could possibly remain calm?

"City Lord, how much longer must we wait?"

Azure Sky Water Lord could not help asking.

Wei Yun's expression shifted uncertainly. "Hard to say."

Everyone: "..."

If they could not catch any Pure Yang Fire Perch tonight, what opportunity would there be left to seize?

"Do not panic, everyone. Even if we fail to catch such spiritual creatures, we can simply go demand them from that boy."

White-Faced Daoist spoke in a hoarse voice.

At this, the old monsters all felt greatly reassured.

They were infamous for their savagery, each an old fiend who had walked the path of evil. Over the years, they had slaughtered countless living beings. To them, forcibly snatching treasures was as commonplace as eating and drinking—nothing could be easier.

Yet over the following stretch of time, Su Yi reeled in one Pure Yang Fire Perch after another, while Wei Yun's side remained entirely empty-handed. The old monsters all found the situation exceedingly hard to swallow.

"This is fucking outrageous! Could that kid have gotten to the Pure Yang Fire Perch that were supposed to be ours first?"

Someone flew into a rage.

"City Lord, we cannot wait any longer. There are less than three hours until dawn. Once the blood moon vanishes, YanFu Great Mountain will become perilous again!"

Someone frowned and urged anxiously.

"This..."

Wei Yun's expression flickered.

"Come, let us go find that boy together. If he dares refuse to hand over the Pure Yang Fire Perch, we kill him!"

One-Armed Old Demon could no longer restrain himself. He turned and left.

The other old fiends followed