"The Yang Clan has a long legacy. Perhaps they have what you need."
Bian Lei said meaningfully.
"Fellow Daoist Bian, your Crimson Li Clan is hostile to the Yang Clan. If you want my help, bring out something tangible. Don't paint me a pie to satisfy my hunger. When I asked you for help, I brought out something tangible."
Yu Hong said meaningfully.
Bian Lei smiled awkwardly. "Fellow Daoist Yu, you jest. You have seen much and know much—how could we possibly produce anything you would want?"
Yu Hong came from the Demon Immortal Domain and had high standards. If they wanted to invite him to help deal with the Yang Clan, the Crimson Li Clan could not offer a corresponding reward.
"It's good that you understand. I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave."
Yu Hong rose to bid farewell.
"Take care, Fellow Daoist Yu."
Bian Lei rose and saw him off personally.
Outside the marketplace, a Golden Escape Light appeared in the distant sky. It flashed once and came to a halt. As the light faded, Shen Peng appeared, his demon aura soaring into the heavens.
Compared with the Human Race, the Crimson Li Clan was far more tolerant of the Demon Race.
Shen Peng strode into the marketplace, strolling around as he looked about.
Before he had gone far, Yu Hong happened to approach from the opposite direction.
Shen Peng walked forward casually, brushing past Yu Hong.
After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Shen Peng appeared inside a three-story Golden Pavilion. The plaque bore the three large characters: Golden Glass Pavilion.
He took out the Golden Mi Pearl and formed a hand seal.
The Golden Mi Pearl erupted with dazzling golden light, and Shen Long and Chu Buyu