"Our Ninth Prince has never failed to get what he wants. Don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!" A late-stage Soul Formation cultivator beside the Ninth Prince said coldly, releasing his cultivation aura and pressing it down on Mu Yuyi and Bu Lianshi.
At this moment, everyone around them looked at Mu Yuyi as though he were an idiot. Under such circumstances, the Ninth Prince had already offered to buy the magic treasure and made it clear that he was willing to pay a sufficient price. Anyone with sense should have promptly named a price and sold the treasure. Otherwise, once they angered the Ninth Prince, not only would they lose the magic treasure, but they might not even keep their lives, much less receive any compensation.
Mu Yuyi's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at the Ninth Prince, who was gazing down at him arrogantly.
This man's real name was Mu Zhan. He was one of the Land of Wood Emperor's favorite princes. Rumor within the country had it that, barring unforeseen circumstances, he would be the future heir of the Land of Wood. His talent was among the best of the many princes, and his strength was formidable. Given his status, the Ninth Prince truly had whatever he wanted, and there were very few things he could not obtain. This had fostered his arrogant and overbearing personality. Anything he wanted, he would acquire by any means necessary, almost without regard for the cost.
But unfortunately, what he wanted today was destined to remain beyond his reach.
The situation fell into a stalemate. Mu Yuyi did not move, nor did the members of the imperial family, but the Ninth Prince's expression grew colder and colder.
"Hmph! You're courting death!"
With a cold snort, a