Not even a True Immortal would dare speak so boldly.
"And what about this fellow Daoist?"
Seeing Liu Bai's firm resolve, White Crane could only give up. He couldn't exactly force it into someone's arms, could he?
Since there was no hope with Liu Bai, he turned his gaze to Ye Lin.
Their White Cloud Temple was located in the heart of the Star River Cosmos. Their reputation in the very center of the Star River Cosmos had already become rotten, so they could only come fool the beings from these remote corners.
Tricking even one would be good enough.
"Heh, what a coincidence. I don't think much of this top-grade immortal artifact either. To me, this top-grade immortal artifact is worse than trash. You should keep it and play with it yourself."
Ye Lin bluntly declined as well. He had no desire to take this hot potato. He was someone who possessed two Supreme Artifact fragments; no matter how valuable a top-grade immortal artifact was, it could not compare to even one fragment of a Supreme Artifact.
One Supreme Artifact fragment could be exchanged for ten, perhaps even dozens of top-grade immortal artifacts.
Top-grade immortal artifacts could be forged through various means, but Supreme Artifacts were purely born of heaven and earth—supreme treasures nurtured by the world itself, possessing immensely profound divine mysteries. No living being could forge one through any method.
Unless the legendary Primordial Unity Golden Immortal made a move.
"This..."
Hearing Ye Lin's words, White Crane was dumbfounded. What... what was going on?
Had something happened in the remote regions of the Star River Cosmos that he did not know about? Why did these cultivators all treat top-grade immortal artifacts like dung? What was happening?
Had the cultivators of these remote Star River regions all become