This was the last method he could think of. He could neither rob nor steal. If he dared to rob it, he swore that Nameless Mountain would hunt him down.
Back then, merely offending a second-rate faction had nearly cost him his life. Every day, he was either fleeing or on the road to flee. He never wanted to go back to those days again.
A mere second-rate faction had already been like that, let alone a top-tier force like Nameless Mountain. If Nameless Mountain came after him, it would be nothing short of a nightmare.
As for buying it with money? Heh. Anyone who understood the Myriad Dao Sacred Body knew that only a fool would sell it for money.
Meanwhile, Ye Buqu sat where he was, pretending to ponder. There was no other reason—he genuinely could not understand it, nor could he tell whether it was real.
Seeing Ye Buqu like this, Ye Hong felt a headache coming on. He thought Ye Buqu was trying to jack up the price on the spot, which was the last thing he wanted to see.
If Ye Buqu raised the price on the spot, there was not much left in his pockets.
"What's your name?"
At that moment, Ye Buqu raised his head and asked the man before him.
He had thought of a solution. The man before him clearly had enough strength to kill him and take the Ten Thousand Dao Sacred Art, yet he had not done so.
That made it obvious that this man feared Nameless Mountain. Ye Buqu intended to use Nameless Mountain's name to intimidate him.
"Ye Hong."
Ye Hong froze for a moment before answering. Hadn't he already said so?
"Fine, Ye Hong, is it? I've remembered your face, and I've remembered your aura. I