Yun Qiyue's voice was cold, her clear, chilly words spreading into every corner of the great hall.
Hearing Yun Qiyue's words, Bai Yuzhen, standing ahead, could not help letting out a cold laugh.
"You make robbery sound so grand and righteous. Since you can just take it by force, why waste so many words?"
"This is the foundation of our Demonic Sect."
With a flick of her hand, a gleaming Spatial Ring appeared between Bai Yuzhen's fingers.
"Inside lies the wealth accumulated by our Demonic Sect over a million years. Its value is absolutely no less than five hundred million transaction points."
"My father gave it to me so that my life in the future would not be so difficult."
"I never expected that before the Demonic Sect's calamity had even passed, you would come knocking at our door."
"What I never expected even more was that you could investigate such a secret matter so thoroughly."
"You're impressive. Your hands and eyes reach the heavens."
Bai Yuzhen spoke softly.
Though her voice was quiet, threads of anger seeped through her tone.
Her father and the elders had vanished completely. She did not even know whether they were alive or dead.
She was still drowning in grief, unable to pull herself free.
And now, two people had suddenly appeared before her, declaring that they wanted to take the last things her father and the elders had left her.
How could she not be furious?
"You flatter me. My hands and eyes do not reach the heavens—I simply happen to know a few friends."
"Have you considered it? Do you intend to leave here alive, or vanish into the river of time along with the Demonic Sect?"
After Yun Qiyue finished speaking, she raised an eyebrow at Bai Yuzhen, the demoness before