Great Harvest

The mysterious black-robed man's proposed trade was simply impossible to refuse.

The benefits were plain to see, while the price appeared so trifling.

Although Zhou Yang also suspected that it might be a trap, that behind the visible price lay some enormous cost he could not see, he still could not resist the temptation.

He forcibly suppressed the desire in his heart. Without asking what hidden price the mysterious black-robed man might demand, he merely nodded with a grave expression. "This transaction, Senior, this junior agrees to it."

"Since that is so, Fellow Daoist Zhou, please make a Dao Heart Oath before me!"

The mysterious black-robed man gazed deeply at Zhou Yang and nodded slightly, his tone becoming unusually solemn and serious.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yang did not hesitate in the slightest. Right there and then, with a stern expression, he made a Dao Heart Oath.

After he had sworn the oath, the mysterious black-robed man's gaze upon him immediately softened considerably. He even took the initiative to cup his hands in salute. "Lan greets Fellow Daoist Zhou. In the future, I hope Fellow Daoist will look after me."

Zhou Yang hurriedly returned the salute. "Senior Lan is too polite. It should be this junior who asks for Senior's guidance."

However, Daoist Lan looked at him solemnly and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhou must never use the title of senior again. Since Lan has chosen to follow Fellow Daoist, you and I should simply address one another as fellow daoists."

"This..."

Zhou Yang looked at Daoist Lan's expression. Seeing how earnest he was, he considered it for a moment before nodding. "Since Fellow Daoist insists, Zhou shall presumptuously accept."

Daoist Lan smiled, looking at him with an expression that was half-joking and half-serious. "Fellow Daoist Zhou possesses immense fortune. Your