Qiankun Daoist fell silent. Yellow Springs Sacred Ancestor was so certain—had he really done something he himself knew nothing about?
"So it really was you!"
Seeing Qiankun Daoist fall silent, Yellow Springs Sacred Ancestor sneered, taking it as a sign of guilt.
"What do you want?" Qiankun Daoist asked.
He had figured it out. He must have been made to carry the black pot of blame. Someone had dumped it on his head, which was why Yellow Springs Sacred Ancestor had come knocking.
But he was not afraid. However powerful the Yellow Springs Realm and Yellow Springs Sacred Ancestor were, they could not do anything to the Qiankun Realm!
A great realm with a Quasi-Immortal Emperor would endure for all eternity!
If a Quasi-Immortal Emperor was pushed too far, even the Yellow Springs Realm could not bear the consequences!
"If you are willing to return my belongings and offer compensation, I could consider letting bygones be bygones," Yellow Springs Sacred Ancestor said.
Of course, he could not say this in public. He transmitted his voice instead, so only he and Qiankun Daoist knew what was said.
Hearing this, Qiankun Daoist raised his eyebrows where he sat in seclusion. Who had stolen this fellow's belongings? Who could even steal from him?
His head ached a little. He could carry the blame, but he could not produce those supreme treasures!
"I can return your belongings, but you will have to wait a while, Sacred Ancestor," Qiankun Daoist said.
"Why?" Yellow Springs Sacred Ancestor countered.
"I lent them to an old friend. They are of great use to him, and he is currently at a critical stage of his cultivation. Please make an exception, Sacred Ancestor."
Qiankun Daoist could only conjure a friend out of thin air. Whatever happened, he had to placate