Eight Nine Mysterious Technique in Hand, the Threat of Death

Having successfully persuaded this Sixth Grade Immortal King to leave, "Chen Changsheng" beckoned to Zhang Gu.

"Come in. You've endured for so many years—it hasn't been easy for you either."

With that, "Chen Changsheng" turned and entered the room.

Looking at "Chen Changsheng's" back, Zhang Gu hesitated for a moment before ultimately following him inside.

Inside the room.

More than ten powerful auras had gathered in one place.

Seeing the scene before him, Zhang Gu finally understood why only six Eighth Grade Immortal Kings had come when he caused trouble today.

So the true experts had all gathered here to discuss matters.

Putting away the puppet, Chen Changsheng said with a smile, "We've been here for some time now. This seems to be only our second meeting."

"Since you're here, we might as well discuss the Mine Small World's future development."

As he spoke, a chair appeared before Zhang Gu.

Zhang Gu obediently sat down, while Chen Changsheng conjured a map of the Mine Small World out of thin air.

"The areas circled on this map are where you may mine in the future."

"The current mines are basically being given to you for free. As for the other mines going forward, you'll have to pay."

"And these mines are for lease only, not for sale. A mine spanning a thousand li in every direction costs three hundred million in annual rent."

"If the area increases, the rent will increase proportionally."

Hearing this price, Wang Zun frowned. "That rent is too expensive. The mines we currently have aren't nearly this costly."

"That's different."

"No one can seize what I, Chen Changsheng, possess through trickery or force."

"I don't care what price you pay others, but you won't get that kind of price from me."

At those words, Mao Weng