"Token Master... isn't thirty percent a little too high?"
Old Ancestor Hunyuan cautiously tried to bargain.
"We risked our lives for this."
"Too high?"
Zhou Xuan gave a cold laugh.
"Then carry it back yourselves. If you can get it to the Immortal-Burying Abyss before the Scrap evaporates completely, I won't charge you a thing."
Deathly silence filled the Communication Talisman.
Carry it back themselves?
The North Sea Ice Plain was millions of li from the Immortal-Burying Abyss. By the time they carried it back, the Black Tortoise would have become a heap of useless, rotting bones.
Besides, this was a Timed Bidding contest.
Time was life. Time was the threshold to the Peerless Longevity Realm!
Whoever transported the most Scrap back in the shortest time would win that single spot.
"I agree!" Old Ancestor Wuji was the first to grit his teeth and accept. "Thirty percent it is! As long as you haul this Black Tortoise back, it's better than letting the whole thing rot on the Ice Plain!"
With someone taking the lead, the other Old Ancestors gave in one after another.
"I agree too! Token Master, come pick me up at the Southern Frontier Poison Marsh first!"
"I need transport here too! I'll pay the thirty-percent freight charge!"
Though their hearts were bleeding, the Old Ancestors could only hold their noses and accept the exorbitant freight charge to preserve their Scrap and fight for the top spot.
Zhou Xuan put away the Communication Talisman, thoroughly satisfied with the result.
He turned to Emperor Jiang Wu.
"Clear the outer grounds and prepare to receive the cargo."
Emperor Jiang Wu left to carry out his orders.
Zhou Xuan's figure flashed, and he boarded the Immortal Court Prison Ship hovering above the Immortal-Burying Abyss.
He walked to the Console, combined