Xu Nian wasn't without a trump card. He only had to mention that they had slain a beast with a Primordial bloodline and send word of it back to the immortal sect. That alone would be a great merit, enough to threaten Wang Qianqiu, the damned laborer.
But though the merit would be great, it wasn't enough to guarantee his entry into the inner sect. Only by presenting this item to an Immortal Venerable would he have any confidence of crossing the threshold.
Perhaps if that Immortal Venerable was pleased, he might even bestow upon Xu Nian an enormous opportunity out of thin air.
Xu Nian said, "Very well. I'll give you face, Brother Dongfang. I can agree to hold off on dividing up this Sabertooth Tiger's corpse for now, but there's one thing I must make clear first: this Sabertooth Tiger cannot be stored with Wang Qianqiu. I don't trust anyone surnamed Wang."
Dongfang Tuo was about to speak.
Xu Yi smiled. "I understand what Brother Xu means. Very well, we'll temporarily store this item with Brother Dongfang."
With that, he took out the Sabertooth Tiger's corpse and tossed it to Dongfang Tuo.
At the same time, he sent a thought to him: "Brother Dongfang, take it for now. Otherwise, Xu will never let this go."
For the moment, he indeed couldn't kill Xu Nian. Nor could he let Xu Nian turn against them and spread word of the Sabertooth Tiger.
At the same time, the killing intent in Xu Yi's heart had already blazed to its peak.
Dongfang Tuo did as Xu Yi had asked and took the Sabertooth Tiger's corpse.
Xu Nian said again, "And the Primordial bloodline."
Dongfang Tuo felt anger flare in his heart and snapped, "Brother Xu, don't push it too far. Brother Wang