Damn, this was what had come from the Five Sacred Spirit Clan?
And this was what you called "just taking a few things for show"?
What a shameless bastard!
He cursed inwardly, but Feng Jiu showed not a trace of it. Instead, he put on an honored expression.
"Lord Pojun, now that you've finished choosing, why don't you let the other envoys pick through what's left?"
"Mm, I understand. Since this is a banquet, naturally everyone should get a share!"
Sacred Ancestor Pojun waved his sleeve. "Come, everyone, choose whatever you like. Since you're working for this Sacred Ancestor, I certainly won't let you go unrewarded!"
At that, the others quickly divided up the remaining mountains of treasure.
But there weren't many smiles on their faces. The treasures they'd received were worth less than what they could earn by killing a few low-level Abyss Demon Gods in the Abyss Realm!
Still, even a tiny mosquito was meat. Getting something for free wasn't bad!
After comforting themselves that way, the others' expressions improved considerably.
But it was clear that they now looked at Sacred Ancestor Pojun with a strange glint in their eyes.
As a Sacred Ancestor, Pojun naturally noticed, but he pretended not to—or perhaps he simply didn't care.
After all, the benefits in hand were what mattered!
What was face worth, anyway?!
Of course, after taking their offerings, Sacred Ancestor Pojun might not necessarily do anything for them, but he didn't forget to maintain appearances. He patted Feng Jiu on the shoulder.
"City Lord Feng Jiu, rest assured. This Sacred Ancestor understands what you mean. In the True Spirit War, your Heaven Phoenix Clan will surely have the greatest advantage!"
Having received such a promise, Feng Jiu's old face blossomed like a chrysanthemum. He didn't even notice the hint