Qilin Old Ancestor put away the Divine Crow Gourd.
His expression returned to calm.
This magical treasure was excellent, but he was now a Saint.
All beneath Saints were Ants. No matter how infinitely close they came to becoming a Saint, they were still Ants to him, not worth mentioning.
It would be fine if he did not refine this magical treasure for now.
If something truly happened in the future—
Since he had not refined it, he could still use that as an excuse to argue...
After the campaign against Zhou ended, he could pretend to find this item here and release Guangchengzi. Who could criticize him for it?
And who did this magical treasure belong to?
Did that even need to be said?
Could anyone really have the nerve to take this magical treasure from his hands???
Seeing Qilin Old Ancestor's greedy, smug expression,
Lu Ya was deeply displeased.
How many days had he even possessed this Lingbao?
Yet Qilin Old Ancestor had forcibly taken it from him. That grievance was difficult to swallow!
But circumstances were stronger than people.
Lu Ya could only suppress his resentment and said, "Senior, can we leave now?"
"Of course you can leave."
Qilin Old Ancestor smiled. "After all, you gave me a magical treasure, so naturally you may leave."
"Only..."
"Only what?"
Lu Ya's expression darkened, but Qilin Old Ancestor smiled unconcernedly. "This fellow Daoist from the Phoenix Clan came all this way. We cannot let her return empty-handed as well, can we?"
"You should also treat your elders more kindly."
"You ought to show some goodwill, shouldn't you!?"
Upon hearing this,
Lu Ya could hardly believe his ears. "What do you mean by that?"
"Look, fellow Daoist Phoenix Ancestor came too. Shouldn't you show Phoenix Ancestor some gratitude?"
Qilin Old