No matter how he looked at it, the other party had no reason to deceive him.
Seeing that the lion had finally believed what he had said earlier, the Spider Demon Ancestor slowly released the book in his hand.
The Spider Demon Ancestor couldn't help sneering. "Little Lion, the place I guard is the one the Ancient Qi Practitioners valued most—the Scripture Library!"
"If anyone could casually touch the cultivation books stored inside, the Ancient Qi Practitioners would have descended into chaos long ago."
"So put away those little schemes of yours. Without the contribution token in This Ancestor's hand—"
"Even if I reached out to test it, I might die on the spot."
"Is that so?"
Listening to the Spider Demon Ancestor's confident explanation, a playful smile appeared on Luo Yi's face.
Then he said in an indifferent tone, "With the contributions I've made to the Ten Thousand Demon Lair, you're telling me I can't even take a look at the Mystery of that contribution token?"
"Pfft!"
Hearing this, the Spider Demon Ancestor nearly burst out laughing.
"Little Lion, apart from your bragging, you can't go three sentences without mentioning the contributions you've made to the Ten Thousand Demon Lair."
"But when you get right down to it, aside from killing that fool Jing Lei, have you really done anything significant for the Ten Thousand Demon Lair on this trip?"
At this, the expression on Luo Yi's face stiffened, but he still craned his neck and argued, "Does holding off three True Persons from the Dao Alliance and searching for the Ten Thousand Demon Lair's hidden treasure not count?"
"Does finding the lost Nether Dragon Halberd for that fool, the Yōumíng Dragon Ancestor, not count?"
Listening to the lion list his deeds as if counting treasures, the Spider