Shi Wu led the high-level Dou Venerates before Hun Tianchen, his face filled with reluctance as he took a decent Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure from his Storage Ring and handed it over.
But Hun Tianchen merely glanced at it and said calmly, "Not enough."
"Hun Tianchen, don't push your luck!" Shi Wu shouted, somewhat humiliated and enraged. "The Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure I handed over is no worse than what those people gave you. They were enough to move you, so why isn't mine?"
"You know yourself that what you handed over is no worse than theirs, but the difference isn't all that great." Hun Tianchen still wore that infuriatingly calm expression.
"Who are you? You're from the Ancient Races' Shi Clan, and a genius of the Shi Clan at that. Don't you think what you handed over is far too cheap for someone of your status?"
"You..." Shi Wu gritted his teeth until they creaked, clenching his fists as he forcefully restrained himself from punching that cold, handsome face. "Taking the chance to extort us, huh? Fine, I'll satisfy you!"
As he spoke, he pulled out another Eighth Grade Elixir from his Storage Ring, one bearing no fewer than eight colors.
"This should be enough to move you, right? An Eighth Grade body-tempering elixir. Countless people dream of obtaining this pill specifically meant to temper the physical body. What do you say?"
"The Shi Clan truly is the Shi Clan. No wonder your physical bodies are so formidable." Hun Tianchen glanced at it and said indifferently, "But I don't need it. Not enough."
The veins on Shi Wu's forehead bulged. He took another deep breath and suppressed his fury. "What exactly do you want?"
"Hand over a Heavenly Tier Martial Skill."
Hearing the words delivered in a