"Not planning to give it to me?" Feng chuckled after hearing that. "Then don't. If a distinguished disciple of the Grand Void Sect doesn't intend to pay, am I supposed to force it out of you?"
Seeing how casually he answered, True Adept Mo Ran felt that something was off. His earlier words had only been a test, so he spoke seriously. "I never said I wouldn't pay, but your price is truly a bit excessive."
Feng Jun still answered indifferently, "I have my reasons for naming that price, but there's no need to explain them to you."
As he spoke, he stood up and cupped his hands. "I'll be taking my leave, then. May we never meet again!"
"Must you be like this?" True Adept Mo Ran was caught between laughter and tears. "Are you planning to spread the word that the Grand Void Sect can't afford to pay?"
"He doesn't need to spread anything," Sumiao said faintly. "Once he returns to Kunhao, all he needs to do is raise the Supreme Clarity Sect's rates... whatever he loses here, he can make up from us."
"What?" True Adept Mo Ran frowned, clearly surprised by that answer. "And you'll just let him raise the price?"
"What else can we do, force him to perform Divination?" Sumiao smiled helplessly. "Our Supreme Clarity Sect is only one of Kunhao's Four Great Sects. If we dared use force against him, the other three sects would be more than happy to seize the chance to suppress us."
"The Kunhao Plane..." True Adept Mo Ran muttered softly. To be honest, he only knew that Kunhao had Guyue and Xiaosong. He really did not know much else about that plane.
But that was not his fault. There were more than three hundred lower planes, and he