"Hehe, interesting, very interesting. In that case, when we deal with the Ancient Clan later, all we need to do is capture Xiao Yan, and Gu Xun'er will obediently do as we ask."
Looking at Gu Xun'er in the arena, Hun Ya thought to himself.
At the same time, the other major clans were secretly snickering as well.
The Ancient Clan had produced a genius with a Divine-grade bloodline, and they had originally been worried about it.
But now, it was all good. This genius of theirs was nothing more than a lovestruck lapdog. Sooner or later, she would leave the Ancient Clan and unite with Xiao Yan.
When that happened, even if Gu Xun'er possessed the Ancient Clan's Divine-grade bloodline, after joining with Xiao Yan, whose Dou Di bloodline had run dry, any children they bore could not possibly have bloodlines of much worth.
However, compared to those Ancient Races with relaxed expressions, the other guests from non-bloodline factions were far quieter.
After all, they were weaker and lacked the courage to speak as boldly as those Dou God Clans.
"I can accept your challenge. However, the items you have offered are clearly inferior to my Heavenly Flames. Therefore, if you agree to this match, then whether we draw or you defeat me by only a small margin, so long as your injuries are not more than ten percent lighter than mine, it will count as my victory. How about it?"
Thinking of the items his wives, Xian'er and Cai Lin, needed, as well as the magic core and essence blood of the Ninth-grade Magical Beast, Lin Feng considered for a moment before proposing an additional condition.
Upon hearing this, Hao Yan beside him immediately tugged on his sleeve and said in a low voice, "Why are you being