As though he had sensed Ye Lin's gaze, the Spirit King burst into hearty laughter.
Ye Lin merely smiled, then found a spot and slowly sat down.
"Little brother, if you want this item, I can give it to you as well."
"Besides, I want to discuss a deal with you."
The Spirit King looked at Ye Lin and finally spoke with a smile.
By now, he had already transformed into the form of a middle-aged man, smiling as he looked at Ye Lin.
"What deal?"
Ye Lin's thoughts stirred.
"No rush."
After saying that, the Spirit King lightly waved his hand.
The next moment, dozens of figures entered from outside the great hall. Each carried a tray filled with all manner of treasures.
Every single treasure radiated an incomparably dense aura of creation power.
Creation power was something of an even higher grade than life force.
There were fruits, medicinal herbs, and immortal plants among these treasures. Ye Lin could not begin to estimate the value of any one of them.
Just taking out any single one would be enough to incite a group of Daluo Golden Immortals into slaughtering one another.
Even Ye Lin could not help but be astonished.
The value of these items was truly far too great.
"Little brother, the deal I want to make with you is very simple."
"Bring me blood food. So long as you bring me enough blood food, all of these things will be yours."
Having said that, the Spirit King reclined in the chair behind him and fell silent, as though he were simply waiting for Ye Lin's answer.
Ye Lin, meanwhile, was left utterly baffled by the Spirit King.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll bring powerful experts here to kill you? If I spread the news of this