"Fellow Daoist, you're here."
Ye Lin seemed to have been expecting him. With a smile, he turned to Zhang Zhidao and spoke softly.
Zhang Zhidao still looked deeply suspicious, but after a moment, he slowly stepped outside.
Whether Ye Lin's words were true or not, there was unquestionably a Nascent Soul Realm expert outside. That much was no fake.
Zhang Zhidao walked in front, with Ye Lin following behind.
The two of them made their way outside the sect.
"You, old man down there! Are you the master of this place? I won't waste my breath. I'm in a hurry, so bring out all your sect's resources and hand them over to me within half an hour."
"If you're late, I'll slaughter your entire sect."
Looking down at Zhang Zhidao, Li Shengli wore a wildly arrogant expression. Then, the pressure unique to a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator bore down on Zhang Zhidao.
Caught off guard, Zhang Zhidao dropped straight to his knees. His face turned crimson, and he couldn't even fight back.
"Useless. Get moving."
After saying that, Li Shengli withdrew his pressure.
Zhang Zhidao looked old enough to have one foot in the grave. If Li Shengli accidentally killed him, there'd be no fun left.
When the deadly threat vanished, Zhang Zhidao was left shaken, his face full of terror.
Li Shengli had genuinely meant to kill him just now.
There was no doubt about it. Zhang Zhidao glanced behind him.
"Old fool, get moving! What are you standing around for?"
Seeing Zhang Zhidao standing motionless, Li Shengli's face twisted with menace. The deadline was drawing ever closer, and his time was precious.
After all, even with all the treasures he'd plundered, he was still far from having two thousand High-Tier Spirit Stones.
"Li, what a mighty show of