"Naturally."
Yan Mingshuang's gaze was exceptionally calm. "Mortals say, 'You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child.' They're only some Void Nether Lightning Stones. If they can buy even a sliver of hope, that is enough."
Yan Qiouming, however, felt especially bitter inside.
What did he mean, only some "Void Nether Lightning Stones"...
Together, these Void Nether Lightning Stones were enough to forge a lightning-element magical treasure usable even by a Calamity Tribulation stage patriarch!
To trade them for an ethereal Nihility of "hope" was simply outrageously absurd.
But Yan Mingshuang was, after all, an ancestor of the Yan family, as well as a Grand Elder.
No matter how unwilling Yan Qiouming was, he had no way to defy his wishes and could only nod reluctantly in agreement.
Seeing Yan Qiouming's face full of reluctance, Yan Mingshuang merely shook his head, feeling that this man possessed no spirit whatsoever.
No wonder the Myriad Sword Sect, under Yan Qiouming's leadership, had been going downhill.
Meanwhile, Qin Shaofeng also returned to his small courtyard within the Myriad Sword Sect.
Qing Daoxun had already been waiting for him and waved at him.
"Senior Brother!"
Qin Shaofeng landed with a smile, then asked Qing Daoxun, "Why did you specifically wait here for me?"
"There was really no need. You should have rested properly."
Qing Daoxun had also expended some energy while dealing with those demonic cultivators earlier.
Qing Daoxun gave a light laugh. "I wasn't that tired. I was also worried that something might happen to you, Senior Brother."
Yan Mingshuang had been a Calamity Tribulation stage expert.
Although he was still no match for Senior Brother, Qing Daoxun had still been worried.
After all, if he had activated the sect's grand formation and summoned other Calamity Tribulation stage experts, Qin Shaofeng