"Head Official Tong, did I make any mistake?"
Xu Yi asked again.
With all eyes on them, Head Official Tong was still deeply displeased, but he couldn't bring himself to lie through his teeth. He swallowed with difficulty and said, "There's certainly no mistake. It's just that Cold Sun Peak is expensive, and the world is full of complications. Sect Master Xu should think it over carefully."
He put heavy emphasis on "think it over carefully."
Xu Yi said, "Since there's no mistake, I've set my sights on Cold Sun Peak. So be it if it costs a little more."
It turned out that the prices marked on the light-screen map were the rental prices for each mountain peak.
Xu Yi figured the wide range—from five hundred to five thousand—was probably based on the efficacy of each peak's Spirit Gathering Array.
He had plenty of Spirit Stones for the time being, and he had no need to pick a peak with an especially fine Spirit Gathering Array. Besides, he had gone to such lengths to make Head Official Tong put on this grand spectacle for reasons that had nothing to do with the array.
That Feng fellow had thoroughly infuriated him. The Chaos Demon King's wicked streak had been roused!
Young Master Feng was so angry his hair stood on end. He'd never imagined that the fellow who'd been as soft as mud moments ago would suddenly grow a backbone. Where had he gotten the gall?
"Boy, are you sure about this? If you really want to fight Feng for it, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the terrible price."
Young Master Feng's anger faded from his face, leaving it so gloomy it looked ready to drip.
Xu Yi ignored him entirely and said to Head Official Tong,