The enormous Bone Dragon carcass traced a black streak through the air.
Its massive body slammed into the metal funnel in the center of the stone chamber.
Bone scraped against metal with an ear-piercing screech.
Old Ancestor Taichu stood outside the stone chamber, watching the bone dragon carcass with his face twitching.
This was a Longevity Realm greater demon he had risked his life to drag back from the East Sea's Sea Eye.
The Taichu Immortal Vein had lost three elders at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Stage, and even its sect-guarding Magic Treasure, the Purple-Gold Eight Trigrams Mirror, had been cracked.
After paying such a steep price, all he had received was ten thousand contribution points.
Old Ancestor Taichu's heart was bleeding.
But he dared not utter a single complaint.
"Xuanming, don't wave a chicken feather around like an imperial command."
Old Ancestor Taichu lowered his voice and complained to Old Ancestor Xuanming beside him through gritted teeth.
"My Taichu Immortal Vein paid for this bone dragon with lives. Ten thousand contribution points? Your heart is far too black."
Old Ancestor Xuanming rolled his eyes, clutching the ledger with an air of strictly conducting official business.
"The Token Master set the rules."
Old Ancestor Xuanming patted the ledger's cover.
"If you think it's too little, drag the Bone Dragon back. Plenty of sects are lined up behind you to exchange for Crystal Stones. We won't miss yours."
Old Ancestor Taichu choked with anger, pointing at Old Ancestor Xuanming's nose without managing a word for a long moment.
Of course, he dared not drag the Bone Dragon back.
The spiritual energy of Central Province had long been thoroughly corrupted. Keeping this foul-smelling carcass would only contaminate the foundation of his immortal vein.
Zhou Xuan stood before the console, ignoring