Fang Wei felt a headache coming on as he listened to these people's demands.
Thirty Soul Crystals were equivalent to thirty million Soul Pills. Although Body Tempering Gang Jade was useless to a Yang Soul, it was far from cheap either, costing at least twenty million Soul Pills.
Fifty million Soul Pills was not much to the Supreme One Heavenly Palace. The problem was that over the past six months, they had already paid five times—and each time, they had faced a different Other Shore race!
"Friends of the Tail Worm Race, isn't that a little too much?" Fang Wei said with a mournful expression.
The leading Tail Worm member let out a shrill laugh. Its right limb suddenly swept upward, and a spike shot past Fang Wei like a sharp sword, driving straight into the wooden building and leaving behind a perfectly round hole so deep its bottom could not be seen.
"That is Lord Ghost Scorpion's price. Do you intend to defy Lord Ghost Scorpion?"
There were countless factions in Ten Thousand Spirits City, and "Ghost Scorpion" was one of the larger ones.
"But we've already paid quite a lot to the City Guard Lord this year..." Fang Wei argued.
"The City Guard Lord is the City Guard Lord, and Lord Ghost Scorpion is Lord Ghost Scorpion. I don't like wasting words on you Yang Souls." The Tail Worm member raised the spike in its hand again.
Ten Thousand Spirits City naturally had its own rules, but the Supreme One Heavenly Palace had shallow roots there. Killing a few Yang Souls was hardly a major matter.
Seeing that there was no room for negotiation, Fang Wei finally returned to the wooden building, crestfallen.
With Fang Wei's strength, he was more than capable of establishing himself in the Seventeenth