At those words, disappointment flashed unmistakably through Ye Lin's eyes.
It seemed he had gotten his hopes up.
Then again, that made sense.
An Innate Spirit Treasure was a supreme treasure, not some cabbage you could find growing everywhere.
Obtaining even one already counted as Transcendental Luck.
He should not be too greedy.
"Other than an Innate Spirit Treasure, nothing interests me. You can't offer me anything I'd want."
Ye Lin continued speaking.
If he was going to act, he had to be paid. Otherwise, did they expect him to work for free?
They could dream on.
Why would I work for you for nothing?
You're lucky I don't kill you.
Ye Lin never did anything without a purpose.
He did not spare Su Tao's feelings. His words were blunt and cut deep.
Su Tao fell silent.
He realized that, apart from an Innate Spirit Treasure, there was truly nothing else he could promise this supreme powerhouse.
Countless treasures flashed through his mind.
But compared with an Innate Spirit Treasure, they lost all meaning. None could measure up.
"All right."
In the end, Su Tao gave up helplessly.
Making that decision left him deeply frustrated.
If there had been even the slightest alternative, he would never have made it.
Ye Lin watched Su Tao leave in defeat, his expression calm, without so much as a flicker of emotion.
Time passed quickly, and the next day arrived.
At first light, countless experts stood together in the void, ready to witness the ceremony.
But within ten yards of Ye Lin, there was an empty space. No one dared approach.
These experts had all heard the stories about Ye Lin, and his portrait had circulated throughout the Southern Region.
The portrait told everyone that in the Southern Region, they could provoke anyone they