Yi Jue said, "If Feng Mountain Lord sold these slots publicly at the same price, do you think anyone would buy them?"
Elder Duan Liang was somewhat arrogant at heart, but he could still face reality. After thinking it over, he replied in a deep voice, "What have those clan cultivators and rogue cultivators ever seen? They lack resources. If there's a chance to make money, of course they won't miss it."
"Then I won't mention rogue cultivators or clan cultivators." Yi Jue spoke with a cold expression. "Let's talk about the Seven Sects and Eighteen Paths. I guarantee that aside from the Spirit Plant Path, at least the Golden Crow Sect and Mysterious Water Sect would be willing to pay a thousand Upper Spirit Stones as an entry fee, then share their gains from the Void with Feng Mountain Lord."
Elder Duan Liang had fallen into a misconception. He felt that, aside from clan cultivators and rogue cultivators, sect cultivators could never accept such humiliation—those who dared hunt for treasure in the Void were at least Golden Core cultivators. Could high-level sect cultivators really tolerate being insulted like this?
He frowned. "Including inspections of their Storage Pouches?"
"Of course." Yi Jue answered without hesitation. "And I'm certain there would be no upper limit to the number of applicants. As long as he dared accept them, others would dare pay. If Elder Duan Liang doesn't believe me, shall I demonstrate it for you?"
"Forget it. Too troublesome." Feng Jun waved a hand and spoke heavily. "Those are the terms. If Elder Duan Liang won't agree, I won't take you into the Void. The spell that costs a thousand Upper Spirit Stones under an outright purchase arrangement isn't worth my wasting too much time on."
Elder Duan Liang's expression shifted repeatedly