Wang Xian looked at the person in the mech before him and said with a smile, "Ignore those noisy fools. Let's continue."
"My lord, our mechs are rather special. We currently don't have one suitable for you," the person replied.
It was not that he did not want to sell Wang Xian a mech. In fact, if he had one suitable for Wang Xian, he would have loved to give it to him outright.
In this parallel world of the martial arts world, they could almost be considered invincible. Of course, that invincibility meant they could not be harmed, while they also could not harm cultivators vastly stronger than themselves.
Even so, it demonstrated just how powerful their mechs were.
The problem was that all their mechs were custom-made. Although they now had enough materials, creating a mech suitable for Wang Xian would still take quite some time.
Moreover, when they entered the Emperor Path, they had not brought many materials. So even if they wanted to make a mech for Wang Xian now, it was completely impossible.
"No suitable one for me? What do you mean?"
Wang Xian could sense that the person before him wanted to curry favor with him, and even intended to follow him. But why would he not sell him a mech or simply give him one?
"My lord, it's like this..."
A laser flashed, instantly vaporizing the blood Ying Yuan had spat out.
Their overall strength might have been somewhat inferior to the Shadow Cicada Clan's, but one should not forget that the Shadow Cicada Clan had offended not merely his own faction, but also other Top Tier Races and top-tier factions.
At this moment, the Shadow Cicada Clan members' faces were as dark as if water could drip from them, yet they did