"What proverb?"
"An ancient teaching recorded on the river-suppressing stele of the Nine-Meander Crimson River: When the Qin loses its deer, the world chases it together," Lu Xiaotian said unhurriedly.
"The Heaven-Calming Cauldron is indeed related to the ancestors of the Xiang lineage. Back then, the ancestors of the Xiang lineage truly relied on this cauldron to participate in the battle to encircle and suppress the Dragon-Deer. When the Qin loses its deer, the world chases it together—Fellow Daoist's words certainly stand up to scrutiny," the Yin-Yang Lame Freak said, nodding in agreement.
Even the expression on the green-eyed old man's face flickered uncertainly. The three present were not fools; at least on the surface, Lu Xiaotian's words carried a remarkably high degree of credibility.
In truth, the two did not know that Lu Xiaotian had truly held nothing back and told them everything he knew on this matter.
"In that case, I won't be polite." Without waiting for the green-eyed old man's consent, Lu Xiaotian reached out and made a grab into empty space, a powerful pulling force dragging that cyan fragment flying toward his palm.
The green-eyed old man's eyelids twitched, but he offered no further objection, forced to watch helplessly as the cyan fragment fell into Lu Xiaotian's grasp.
Lu Xiaotian stroked the cyan fragment in his hand, feeling its aura, but looked at the green-eyed old man instead. "Fellow Daoist took a fancy to this item at first glance, so you must also know some rumors. I have already told you everything I know. If Fellow Daoist understands any secret lore, you might as well share it. You may take a slightly larger share of the remaining spiritual items."
A stifled anger brewed in the green-eyed old man's heart. The best item had already been taken