Immortal Crystals as Bait

"Immortal Dao inheritance?"

Ye Changqing gave a sneer, caught the gold coin, and pressed it down on the table.

"If we have to kneel on the ground and be dogs wagging our tails for pity just to exchange it for a few pages of scripture, then as far as I'm concerned, we can do without this Immortal Dao."

"Pavilion Master Ye, you shouldn't speak so absolutely."

One of the Supreme Elders of the Extreme Aperture Sect could not help cutting in, his face full of shrewd calculation.

"Don't we have that Vow Power technology in our hands? Offer the thing up as a pledge of allegiance and exchange it for a few dozen slots to enter Central Province for cultivation. That's a profitable deal! It's still better than waiting to die on this wasteland!"

Crack!

The Obsidian tabletop beside Yang Wudi was crushed straight to pieces. Broken stone pattered down.

"Use my people's lives and technology as a pledge of allegiance?"

Qi and blood surged around Yang Wudi, and dark-gold flames burned straight through the floor tiles beneath his feet.

He shot to his feet, and a savage killing intent locked onto that Supreme Elder.

"Whoever dares mention 'pledge of allegiance' one more time, I'll tear him apart alive right now!"

That Supreme Elder shrank his neck in fright, his face deathly pale, and did not dare say another half a word.

But the atmosphere inside the secret chamber grew even stranger.

Zhou Xuan sat in the main seat. He did not lose his temper, nor did he stop Yang Wudi.

He noticed that Zhao Ji and Feng Wuhen's lips were moving faintly, and extremely subtle Spiritual Power ripples were spreading through the surrounding space.

They were privately linking up through a secret voice-transmission art.

This pack of old monsters