After Ship Boss's reminder, Fuxi immediately understood.
He had probably been pondering in the wrong direction. The golden Chaotic Origin Spirit was not meant to strengthen oneself; it was likely an essential item for descent!
"What if I refuse to trade?" Fuxi asked.
There were still twenty golden Chaotic Origin Spirits in Luo Yan's hands, and as far as he knew, most of the golden Chaotic Origin Spirits were in that brat Luo Zheng's hands.
Whether the golden Chaotic Origin Spirits were truly useful or not, Fuxi felt he had no need to agree to Ship Boss's terms.
He had come here today to force Ship Boss to hand over the Ring of Descent, not to conduct a trade with him.
"If you refuse, you'll never get the Ring of Descent—at least not from me..." Ship Boss replied. "In the vast Chaos, hiding a few tiny Rings of Descent is still very easy."
Fuxi's expression gradually turned cold, and a hint of ferocity surfaced in his eyes. Terrifying power began brewing within him. "It looks like Ship Boss doesn't plan to admit defeat today."
"Admit defeat?" Ship Boss smiled faintly. "With the Human Emperor's strength, you should indeed be this confident. But has the Human Emperor ever wondered how the Black Ship, which comes and goes without a trace in the Mother World, was found so easily by you?"
At those words, a solemn look appeared on Fuxi's face, and his eyes quietly swept over the surroundings.
A wisp of faint black aura circled nearby. Yet, relying on the deep-black backdrop, it was difficult to notice.
Ship Boss's meaning was clear. He knew Fuxi had been tracking the Black Ship, so he had laid out this trap and waited for Fuxi to come knocking, all so he could discuss the