"I know Fellow Daoist Mei wants to take back her Empty Space Ring, but you should also consider who has contributed more and who has contributed less. Once something is lost, it no longer belongs to its former owner—that has long been a consensus within the Arcane Sect. If you want to take it back, fine. Let each of us rely on our own abilities. But look at the state of your Ghost Immortal Sect. Right now, you account for no more than two or three parts out of ten. Do you really still intend to claim an Empty Space Ring?" Jian Long sneered. In truth, everyone knew what kind of treasure the Empty Space Ring was. With this thing, the ghost race would have no trouble preserving their lives. Mei Hongyu had managed to escape the Demon-Suppressing Stone alive, but Nether Immortal had not. He had been sealed alive inside the stone.
"He also has that thing that summons heavenly thunder. I think it's called the Divine Thunder Shield or something. Why not give it to Fellow Daoist Mei? It's a ghost artifact as well, a treasure that draws upon destiny. Not bad at all. That way, our four great immortal sects will each get one: the Northern Pole Immortal Sect takes the Demon-Suppressing Stone, the Imperial Immortal Palace takes the Star-Shifting Shield, the Empty Space Ring goes to Fellow Daoist Jian Long, and the Binding Immortal Divine Thunder Shield goes to Fellow Daoist Mei." Changsun De laughed as he urged Mei Hongyu to trade for another treasure.
Without hesitation, I took out the Binding Immortal Divine Thunder Shield, which looked like the spiral sandalwood incense in that small censer at the Daoist temple. If you wanted it, then take it. Could it really summon heavenly thunder to strike