Old Ancestor Dark Nether's face darkened again.
Old Ancestor Cangwu, however, was in no hurry.
"Go on."
Zhou Xuan extended his right hand.
His cuff slid back, revealing the Token Master Mark in his palm.
Fine dark-gold lines had already wound around his wrist bone.
"I'll take your things inside, and I'll shoulder the risk. No one can guarantee what we'll encounter in Return to Void. Since that's the case, we need to settle the rules first."
Emperor Jiang Wu looked at the mark.
"What rules do you want?"
"First, if the three ancient relics can be activated, I'll do my best to bring them back."
Zhou Xuan glanced over the three of them.
"Second, if I discover anything else inside, I get first pick."
Old Ancestor Dark Nether slapped his armrest on the spot.
"You have quite an appetite!"
Zhou Xuan did not back down.
"If you feel you're losing out, Senior, you don't have to go."
That single sentence choked off Dark Nether's reply.
Not go?
With the chance to open Return to Void right before their eyes, who could truly refuse to go?
Old Ancestor Cangwu shook his head, seemingly amused.
"Young man, are you planning to treat the Immortal Court as your own storehouse?"
Zhou Xuan was perfectly serious.
"Whether we can even get inside is still up in the air. If I really die in there, none of you need to burn paper offerings for me. But if I come out alive, taking a few things isn't too much to ask."
Emperor Jiang Wu suddenly laughed.
His laughter was quiet, but it eased some of the tension in the hall.
"Interesting."
Old Ancestor Dark Nether looked at him.
"Do you think these terms are acceptable, Emperor Wu?"
Emperor Jiang Wu put away the fragment of