Sikong Jing's sudden words made everyone—including Xiao Jia and Qi Teng—widen their eyes.
Dark Pin, too, stared at Sikong Jing in astonishment. He actually wanted to trade the Golden Cold Divine Sparrow and become the hostage himself.
"The Golden Cold Divine Sparrow is the faith of the Spirit Sparrow Clan. No matter what, they will never let you leave with it. If this continues, we'll only remain deadlocked." Sikong Jing spoke each word slowly, then stepped toward Dark Pin.
"Continuing like this brings you no benefit whatsoever. Once Master Wuji returns, he has plenty of ways to deal with you."
"Put down the Golden Cold Divine Sparrow now and take me as your hostage. Only then will you have a chance to leave the Spirit Sparrow Mini-Realm."
Sikong Jing's voice was calm yet resolute, as if it carried a compelling force that left people no choice but to believe him.
And what he was doing was entirely convincing...
The Golden Cold Divine Sparrow was the Spirit Sparrow Clan's god and their hope for the future. Exchanging it for him alone was not strange at all.
Dark Pin's expression shifted wildly. Watching Sikong Jing approach, he suddenly barked, "Stop. The little girl comes too."
He agreed at once, but he wanted a second hostage as well—Xiao Jia...
No matter what, the Spirit Sparrow Clan could not possibly allow him to take away the Golden Cold Divine Sparrow.
If Master Wuji returned to Wuji Town, then with the latter's bizarre and ever-changing Imperial Weapon methods, Dark Pin truly had no confidence.
Moreover, Dark Pin could not remain deadlocked like this. If he did not get out, Young Master Pei's side would assume he was still successfully occupying the mini-realm. By then, Young Master Pei's intelligence would be wrong as well.
So he