Seeing the two huge bundles of goods, the loose immortals here all had eyes that gleamed with greed. One of them even said bluntly, "I never thought An Immortal had kept so much Qiongyu Paste. Heh, back then, when I wanted to beg you for some Longyu Paste to save my son, who had gone mad from cultivation deviation, you told me you'd already finished it all. That left my son raving like a lunatic. How do you explain this now?"
"Brother... I'm sorry about your son. But these things belong to me. Whether I wanted to save your son wasn't my responsibility in the first place. Besides, if I hadn't kept them until now, how could I use them to save my own life?" An Mi said with a mournful expression, though a trace of stubbornness colored his tone.
The immortal immediately flung back his sleeve and snorted. "That's true enough, but An Immortal's actions have truly chilled our hearts."
The group of immortals began whispering among themselves, naturally laced with no shortage of sarcastic mockery. Some were green with envy, while others looked down on the married couple for clinging so tightly to their treasures.
The one who minded least was naturally me, because all these treasures belonged to me now—including the Black Dragon Pearl An Mi had snatched from me before. Of course, there were too many things to be of any use if I simply took them all, so how to put them to use was the true destination of these treasures. I therefore looked toward the immortals here and said, "There's no need for all of you to treat these treasures as so important. I was actually thinking of giving them to you."
That instead left the group of immortals staring at one another, and