With a whoosh, Cao Guohua's face turned deathly pale. He murmured, "Wherever the Hundred Kings go, not a blade of grass survives. If a silver bead hits the ground, heads will roll. This, this..."
Before he could finish, a cultivator blinked, jostling the silver bead balanced atop his head. It fell to the ground.
A streak of white light shot from Young Sect Master Guo's sleeve and landed on the cultivator's shoulder. A closer look revealed a demon wolf, its body grotesquely misshapen, as though it had been torn apart but not quite separated, then stuck back together.
"Spare me, spare me..."
The cultivator kept dropping to his knees and begging for mercy. The demon wolf sprang onto his shoulder and, in a flash, plucked off his head. Before the corpse's aura could even spill out, the wolf swallowed it in one gulp.
"Don't make a move, Brother Xu. The Hundred Kings Sect is no ordinary sect. Its master is a Three-Flower True Lord, and its influence is immense. We absolutely can't afford to offend them."
Afraid Xu Yi might act rashly, Zhang Fang hurriedly sent a voice transmission. "See that old man in the brown robe? He's Qiancheng Foshan Fang Zongdao, a Five-Complete Sage and one of the Hundred Kings Sect's three Great Elders. We're no match for a Five-Complete Sage. Don't take this lightly."
As Zhang Fang sent his warning, Young Sect Master Guo strolled leisurely around the scene, smiling. "Speak up, everyone. You stole Immortal Spirit Grass from my Hundred Kings Sect, then traded it for copper coins. How should we settle this debt?"
"We'll pay, we'll pay. We'll compensate you. We'll give the Young Sect Master all the copper coins we got for the Immortal Spirit Grass. On top of that, we'll pool together another twenty