The message still got through?
Wuxin was even a little stronger than him, yet the man before them had smashed his soul and spirit to pieces with a single hammer blow. What about him? Could he withstand one strike from this man?
"Damn it."
Wufan's expression darkened. Through and through, he had been dragged into this mess by his two idiot junior brothers.
Now they were caught between a rock and a hard place.
"Will you do it yourselves, or shall I help you?"
Looking at the two little trash at the early Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal realm before him, Li Xiaoyao had no interest in lifting a hand. Even if he did, he would feel that they dirtied his hands.
"Benefactor, this humble monk has thirty thousand Supreme Immortal Stones here, as well as a Supreme Artifact. This is all of this humble monk's worldly wealth."
"I wonder if these things can buy this humble monk's life?"
Gritting his teeth, Wufan took out thirty thousand Supreme Immortal Stones and a golden Buddhist bell from his Spatial Ring.
Li Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow. Was this... a bribe?
And such an open and aboveboard bribe at that? How embarrassing.
"Benefactor, me too, me too. I also have a Supreme Artifact here, along with fifty thousand Supreme Immortal Stones. It is but a small token of respect; please accept it with a smile."
After seeing his senior brother constantly signaling him with his eyes, Wuxing understood. He hurriedly took out his valuables from his Spatial Ring and began bribing Li Xiaoyao.
"Benefactor, no one knows about this place anyway. Take these things and let us go. Who will know afterward?"
Wufan said with a light laugh, while Li Xiaoyao grinned.
"Have you forgotten something?"
"Oh? Please speak, Benefactor."
"This stuff will be