Qin Fengming had not expected the island lord surnamed Yang to say such a thing.
On reflection, however, it was not all that surprising. If Yang She truly knew of an extremely secluded place protected by powerful restrictive spells, then hearing that Qin Fengming had challenged a Spirit Severing realm demonic beast single-handedly would naturally stir his interest.
Qin Fengming had little reason to doubt the secret location Yang She mentioned.
If the expedition truly went ahead, its participants would naturally have to sign a pact, at least forbidding them from secretly harming one another.
"I am honored by your regard, Island Lord, but I must disappoint you. This Qin has little interest in places such as an Ancient Cultivator's Cave Dwelling. Please seek someone else."
Although he was not worried about being tricked, Qin Fengming truly had no interest in treasure hunts in ancient cultivators' cave dwellings. He currently lacked neither secret techniques nor spiritual herbs, so naturally, he had no need to seek any benefits there.
Thus, without the slightest hesitation, Qin Fengming moved his lips slightly and sent those words through voice transmission.
But after hearing what the island lord surnamed Yang said next, his thoughts began to stir.
"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist, you have not even heard what sort of place I intend to explore, yet you have refused so quickly. That is hardly the usual way of things. Let me explain first. It will not be too late to decide afterward."
As Yang She spoke, Qin Fengming's expression shifted from his earlier indifference to a measure of gravity. By the end, he looked exceedingly solemn.
Of the twenty-odd Integration stage cultivators present, only the old man named Ou Xie, who had come with Yang She, and Zhe Hao, who had been sitting at the same table