If You Don't Go, Plenty Will

The Solar Divine Hall's grand celebration was held on an extravagant scale and lasted for a long time before finally coming to an end. As a result, Ling Xiao received so many gifts that his hands went numb.

These guests who had come to offer their congratulations had all been extremely generous. None of them had tried to fob him off with junk; practically all had brought out treasures they had treasured for years.

"Not bad. This haul is incredibly profitable—faster than robbery..."

Within the Solar Divine Hall, Ling Xiao counted through his gains, a satisfied look appearing on his face.

He had worked so hard in the Thousand Autumn Realm for so long, yet it had not been nearly as quick as this windfall.

With these resources, he could cultivate even more tool dragons to fill the vacancies in the divine hall. He could even appoint powerful tool dragons as divine generals.

There was one advantage to having tool dragons serve as divine generals: they would never betray him. They would only obey every command, absolutely loyal, without producing rebellious ingrates like himself.

With that thought, Ling Xiao's mind stirred. He spread open his palm, and a mass of black vapor drilled out. The instant it appeared, the black vapor seemed to possess a life of its own and tried to flee.

But it was all futile. Ling Xiao's great hand was like a cage, while the black vapor was merely a monkey. It could not escape the Five-Finger Mountain at all.

"Release me! If you have the guts, release me! You and I can fight fairly and determine the final victor."

A voice sounded from within the black vapor. The Heart Demon was roaring, its words filled with defiance. Even if it were beaten to death—if it died