But the instant that condition fell—
Every Zhao clansman below sucked in a sharp breath in unison.
"Hiss—!!"
A bone-piercing chill surged into everyone's hearts. Their faces changed abruptly, their eyes filled with aching reluctance and pain.
An EX9-rank skill scroll truly was far too precious!
The Zhao Family Head's heart clenched violently, and his expression visibly turned ugly. But beneath Ying Luan's mountain-like Star Extreme Realm pressure, he did not dare voice even the slightest objection. He could only grit his teeth, force down the pain, and say in a deep voice, "Fine..."
Immediately after, before anyone could even catch their breath, Lu Yuan's voice rang out again, laying down a third, even harsher condition:
"Third, present one Magic Device each from EX1-rank to EX5-level."
The moment those words came out, the faces of every Zhao clansman present went completely ashen, ugly to the extreme!
If skill books were the foundation of a clan's hidden reserves, then Magic Devices were real strategic treasures!
An EX1-rank Magic Device matched Lu Yuan's current cultivation and was precisely the grade he could now activate perfectly and use as he pleased.
As for an EX5-level Magic Device, it was already a supreme treasure benchmarked against the peak of the Star Evolution Realm, with terrifying might.
The elders trembled all over from heartache, their clenched hands shaking nonstop. Yet not a single one dared open their mouth to refuse, much less bargain by even half a sentence.
Seeing their uniformly miserable faces and the way they forced themselves to swallow the pain, the smile at the corner of Lu Yuan's mouth grew deeper. His tone carried a few traces of light, unhurried mockery:
"This already hurts so much you can't take it?"
"Don't worry. My conditions aren't finished yet."
As soon as his voice