Qin Mengjue trembled with rage. She had not expected Huang Xuanzi to dare turn around and roar at her.
Dharma Power surged on the spot, her cultivation aura, infinitely close to Dao Integration, erupting wildly.
Killing intent boiled over.
She looked ready to suppress and kill Huang Xuanzi on the spot.
"Huang Xuanzi, you fucking explain this to me!~"
"What the hell happened?"
"Didn't you say that only twenty thousand years of lifespan needed to be sacrificed, split among twelve hundred people, so each person would only need to give up a little over ten years? But look at their condition now. Do they look like they only lost a dozen or so years of lifespan?"
Huang Xuanzi swiftly swept his gaze around, his pupils shrinking slightly. He was clearly somewhat guilty.
Yet he still quickly rose to his feet and shouted, "When did I ever say each of them would only have to pay a dozen or so years of lifespan? This Daoist said that if Li Yun was only a Marquis-level Child of Destiny, then twenty thousand years of lifespan would need to be sacrificed. But if he was King-level, it would take forty thousand years. If he was Emperor-level, it would have to double again—that would be eighty thousand years..."
Qin Mengjue gritted her teeth. "Fine, let's say Li Yun is an Emperor-level Child of Destiny. Sacrificing eighty thousand years of lifespan, split among twelve hundred people, would still be less than sixty-seven years each. Look at them. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they lost two hundred years of lifespan..."
"You fucking bastard, you were playing us from beginning to end, weren't you?"
"Was it because your Sacred Land Dao Palace didn't want to see our Dragon Palace emerge again, because you feared the eastern